The title “Eddie: The Sleepwalking Cannibal” sounds as Canadian as all-get-out, and sure, enough it is. Well, it’s a Danish co-production, but still: Boris Rodriguez’s droll horror-comedy posits an ever-more-fucked-up-than-most flesh-eater as a stifled painter’s muse. (It’s good to know there are more ways out of creative block yet to be divined.) The deadpan and pacing share that usual eerie, near-airless Canadian tempo, and while the ideas could have gone toward Peter Jackson’s earliest splatter-coms like “Braindead,” there’s a genially bent tone that gratifying snuggles nearer the Coens. Plus, a fresh way of satirizing the art world is always welcome. With Thure Lindhardt (“Keep The Lights On,” “Byzantium”), Dylan Smith, Georgina Reilly, Alain Goulem, Paul Braunstein. 79m. (Ray Pride)
“Eddie: The Sleepwalking Cannibal” opens Friday at the Music Box.
Ray Pride is Newcity’s film critic and a contributing editor to Filmmaker magazine.
His multimedia history of Chicago “Ghost Signs” will be published later this year.