The holes in the plot, not in Eddie’s diet, are the real joke.
What are people saying?
What are critics saying?
The Playlist by Christopher Bell
It's a very competent black comedy, one that should please audiences looking for something with some bite.
As its title suggests, this is more of a self-conscious attempt to court quirky cult-film status. Nice try.
The Hollywood Reporter by Frank Scheck
It winds up as little more than a mildly fun spatter picture that will be best enjoyed by undemanding patrons at midnight screenings.
The New York Times by Jeannette Catsoulis
This witty first feature is a flawed but diverting meditation on finding inspiration while losing your soul.
The Globe and Mail (Toronto) by Liam Lacey
The movie ends up exactly what it sounds like: a good film for filling the midnight slot at a review cinema or genre festival.
The A.V. Club by Mike D'Angelo
Beneath the surface outrageousness lies a surprisingly, satisfyingly dark little fable about the essentially cannibalistic nature of artistic inspiration.
While secret handshakes are amusingly depicted as the key to building trust and friendship, it's Stephen McHattie's greedy agent...that truly hammers home the film's depiction of the art world as fueled by rapacious, kill-or-be-killed bloodlust.
The movie's title might sound like a splatter-fest by Rob Zombie. But despite the theme, “Eddie” goes easy on gratuitous gore. What we get is a cerebral horror movie and a satire of the art world.