In a world of fake castles and anthropomorphic rodents, an epic battle begins when a middle-aged American husband and father of two learns that he has lost his job. And their family vacation at Disney World quickly unravels into a surrealist nightmare of paranoid visions, bizarre encounters, and an obsessive pursuit of a pair of sexy teenage Parisians.
Semi-surreal science fiction complications, botched horror and bad, flat acting erupt, as well as dad's perverse and lecherous desire for two underaged French girls.
Whatever the technical intrigue of a film shot guerilla-style at Disney World, the would-be surreal midlife crisis that ended up onscreen doesn't work... at all.
It's really just a middling fantasy about a middle-aged dad having a meltdown during a family vacation to the Magic Kingdom, with a few scattered sci-fi and horror elements thrown in.
The effects-heavy movie flies off into exotic yet inconsequential science-fiction visions; Moore's view of the macabre in the banal is a tepid successor to David Lynch's.
An incredible feat of satirical culture-jamming and gonzo movie-making, Escape from Tomorrow, for better or worse, won't be forgotten by those who agree to buy the ticket and take the ride
