I have long been a devoted admirer of Bruce LaBruce's work, and for me, "OTTO" is unquestionably his finest piece yet. That said, this film is absolutely *not* going to appeal to everyone.
In a film-within-a-film, Medea Yarn is making an indie political-gay-zombie movie, with the aid of her girlfriend, Hella Bent, and her brother Adolf. The setting: the not-too-distant future, where the undead are commonplace, and, in particular, the homophile undead. Otto, a young zombie, is subliminally drawn to Berlin, and onto the set of Medea's movie, where he is quickly cast into a lead role... though the cast don't believe that he is a 'real' zombie, and think he's just living the role. Otto has flashbacks to his life before he joined the ranks of the undead, but can't remember how or why it happened ("I was a zombie with an identity crisis"). He is isolated, persecuted, lonely, displaced, shunned even by conformist-gays... and has come to the anonymity of the city for refuge. He is housed by one of the other cast members, Fritz, who is evidently attracted to him. Will Otto find love, sanctuary... assimilation?
At the level of the image, the viewer may find enough (highly-explicit) male/male action, and gory entrails-eating (you'll need a strong stomach), to keep him/her watching... though ultimate satisfaction will perhaps be elusive, since there will be no 'final resolution'; and the boy-meets-zombie, boy-and-zombie-fall-in-love, boy-loses-zombie, boy-finds-zombie, story arcs do not play out as expected. I can imagine that at this level, the viewer might ultimately disdain the film...and I fully expect reviews to that effect.
However, this is a LaBruce film, and as such it is a far more nuanced, artistic experience. On this plane it has a huge amount to offer: a diverse range of camera mediums, a powerful soundscape, and multiple stylistic experiments. In particular, the politico-philosophical, postmodernist aspects are inescapable: Otto as Marxist alienation; Medea as the post-Marxist left (yet ambiguously complicit with the existing order); the murder of the Real by the Sign... and ultimately the question of what remains after the murder of the Sign itself; the end of all metaphor. At this level, it matters not whether Otto is a zombie, or only believes himself to be one ("the first step in becoming a revolutionary is to act-out against any consensual reality"); whether - as flesh-eater in a post-industrial society - he 'represents' the ultimate consumer, or is merely "the only sane and logical response to a dead and sterile world".
Clearly there's a lot on offer in "OTTO"... if the viewer is receptive to it. As stated at the outset, this film is not for everyone; for the rest, its playfulness and experimentation is engaging, and borders on the sublime. 18/19 year old Jey Crisfar (as Otto) puts in an excellent, courageous performance in his, extremely difficult, first film role. I look forward to seeing more from him, and of course impatiently await Bruce LaBruce's next work.