Spoilers (I guess): there isn’t a single murder in writer/director Marc Meyers’ filmic adaptation of Derf Backderf’s eponymous B&W graphic novel. My Friend Dahmer takes an approach that’s familiar (delivering the coming of age portion of a sociopath’s days) and puts a somewhat fresh spin on it. Though the serial killer subsection of horror has been done to death at this point, there are still filmmakers attempting to milk it for whatever rotten milk is left in that diseased udder.
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