Fear Of Missing Out is a disease that’s quickly becoming an epidemic. I’m not sure if it existed before the Internet though. God, I long for the days when ignorance was truly an option. Like people would hang out without you all the time but how the hell would you ever know about it?
No matter how many times you tell yourself it works, “natural musk” will only take you so far. No one, from a potential employer to the pizza delivery guy, will go near you if you smell like garbage-marinated bunghole.
The unblinking stare of my skull underneath the thin bloody sheath of my face managing a grimace, if only granted an expression.
Following a young couple attempting to document the inner workings of a strange Los Angeles cult led by a woman named Maggie, Sound of My Voice looks like it’ll be a mind-bending and bizarre foray into cult psychology and personal demons. Watch out for it in theaters.