Today I’m talking about a movie you probably haven’t heard of.

It was just released this week to theatres, mobile devices, online, and on DVD, and it’s called Rage, a film that will ensure you never look the same way at couture culture again.

It’s about a filmmaker that goes by the name of Michelangelo, a young man out to shoot a film on his cell phone about the fashion industry.  As his subjects slowly reveal bits and pieces about themselves, a series of crises bursts into life around them, and each must come to grips with the disasters in their own way.  But just how much of these are Michelangelo’s doing?  Or is everyone just in the wrong place at the right time?

There’s a mix of no-names bundled in with a bunch of big names–Jude Law‘s sharing the screen alongside Simon Abkarian, and Steve Buscemi’s right there with Adriana Barraza.  There are plenty more recognizable names, and they’ll all turn in outstanding performances.

Why?  Because they HAVE TO.  They have literally no choice but to excel since there’s absolutely nothing in the shot but them.  No explosions, no other characters, no action, not even music, really–just the actor and his or her lines.

Rage proves the incredible power a movie can pack when it’s well written, and shows what little the Michael Bays of the world are actually doing.  The Screenhead Ten Scale gives Rage plenty of respect with a nine out of ten for an amazing display that only becomes predictable at all toward the end.