Film

A Scanner Darkly

Name: A Scanner Darkly
Genre: Animation, Science Fiction, Thriller
Released: 2006
Cast: Keanu Reeves, Robert Downey Jr., Woody Harrelson, Winona Ryder, Rory Cochrane

A stoner nightmare rendered in flickering digital watercolor: Linklater's rotoscoped Philip K. Dick adaptation follows an undercover narc slowly losing track of which version of himself is real. It's funny the way paranoia is funny, right up until it isn't — scramble-suit gags and slacker riffing curdling into genuine dread. Watch it for the look, stay for the heartbreak underneath.

TMDb rating

6.8

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