Ewwwwww

William Friedkin's Bug is a definite return to form for the director who burned bright in the 70's and has kind of been fading since then. His newest film shows that the man's still got it. Released early this past summer right before the onset of the blockbusters and playing festival circuits back in 2006, Bug is not the sort of movie that unites audiences in any one sort of feeling, unless that feeling is extreme discomfort. Based on a play by Tracy Letts, Bug is a nasty, vile little movie but it may just also be brilliant. It's horrific but I wouldn't necessarily call it a horror movie. The title may be conjuring up all sorts of images in your head about devouring swarms, insect monsters but nothing could be further from the truth. With the exception of some insert shots of nature footage during a very... uncomfortable sex scene you don't really see any bugs at all. The movie's discomfort stems from its atmosphere (easily one of the most disgusting hotel rooms in cinema history) one which constantly evokes bugs without ever showing them. Friedkin knows how to evoke the sort of feelings that give you the heebie-jeebies. There is some deep seated paranoia running through the flick and the metaphor used to convey this sense that the problem is under the skin. Ugh. If you don't mind watching a challenging, discomforting film (which I should point out is a perfectly fine thing for a film to be) you could do worse than Bug. If you haven't figured out by now though, this film does NOT have a happy ending.

Here are a list of things you aren't going to want to do after watching Bug:
Lie in a bed
Brush your teeth
Shower
Live in a city
Live alone
Have sex
Eat food
Drink water
Stay in a hotel
Wear clothes
Wear your own skin
Talk to other people

So just a little head's up for you.