The Fanatic - 1.5/10
The Fred Durst directed and John Travolta starring The Fanatic exceeded all of my expectations of awful. It's achieves the level of bad that can only be reached when a filmmaker truly believes he is doing good work despite everything pointing to the contrary. There is pointless narration and terrible acting all around but most of it is so bad you can't help but let out uneasy laughter.
John Travolta makes some motherfucking decisions with his performance. He plays the obsessive fan with a very dubious portrayal of a mental handicap, specifically Aspergers, which makes the humorous moments of bad dialogue feel gross. Knowing that Travolta's own son, who passed away as a teen, was autistic is just another layer of WHAT THE FUCK. For real, this is his first line in the film:
Devon Sawa plays the "antagonist" (I use quotation marks because it's never clear who Durst thinks we should root for), a two-faced, big name actor who rides around with his son in his mid-price luxury car LISTENING TO LIMP BIZKIT. I'm not fucking joking.
The ending does not make a lick of sense but it's so wild that it fits with all of the other odorous bullshit.
Feels like I need to watch The Godfather tonight to make up for that.