Who needs witches and werewolves?

A thriller stuck up too deep in its own asshole. It's influenced by the works of Alfred Hitchcock and David Lynch, quite openly so, but it's terribly lost in its own confusing bullshit. Hollywood young adult hipsters interests revolve around parties, threat of a killer of dogs and a band called Jesus and the Brides of Dracula. The movie thinks it's clever with subliminal multidimensional messages, but it's just an endless mess of unwoven threads.