I managed to avoid anything discussing Simon Pegg’s new film, A Fantastic Fear of Everything and entered the cinema with only the memory of the poster and a basic notion of the plot: Jack (Simon Pegg) is a children’s fiction author who, after doing research for a book on Victorian serial killers, becomes paranoid about being murdered.
The narrative manages to be the weakest element of the film if only because it gets too jumbled up in what it wants to be. There is a good story in it, in fact there are a few of them, but together they make an average film. This jumbled mess seems to become a theme since its repeated in almost every element of the film.