Village Voice
The idea of witnessing a killing spree from the p.o.v. of a town's funeral home is full of rich discomfort. It's the stuff of the sub-subgenre itself that gives you a boregasm.
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The New York Times
A well-filmed indie that doesn't let its low budget get in the way of some true chills.
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The Guardian
A pleasingly macabre study of a mixed-up teen who could be a Dexter-in-waiting.
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Financial Times
I Am Not a Serial Killer is Dostoevsky in Minnesota. Spiritually if not literally.
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Bloody Disgusting
So original in its narrative that you can forgive it for its shortcomings.
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A.V. Club
What sets I Am Not A Serial Killer apart from other takes on this “killers hunting killers” concept (Dexter, anyone?) is its naturalistic, character-based approach.
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Total Film
Intelligent, original and committed, it’s also a little meandering. But Records cuts a strikingly amoral figure, and the sight of Christopher Lloyd intoning poetry over dying embers reminds us what a wonderful actor he is.
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Empire Magazine
Breathing new life into the overfamiliar terrain of the serial killer, Irish director Billy O’Brien here both successfully reintroduces Max Records to the world, and elicits Christopher Lloyd’s best performance in a long time. His film deserves cult classic status at the very least.
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Time Out
The icky, well-teased, nightmarish climax is visually stunning for a low-budget project, though perhaps a touch too straight-up strange for some.
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RogerEbert.com
The arbitrary value of life in I Am Not a Serial Killer makes its nature as an ostensibly character-driven mystery that much harder to swallow. Don't bother with this nonsensical time-waster.
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Slant Magazine
The film comes unsettlingly close to being an apologia for the kind of violence that stems from adolescent disaffection.
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