If nothing else, Chris Moukarbel’s Tribeca Film Festival-winning narrative feature really forces us to think about the form of the documentary and the layers of interpretation through which we’re shown an ostensibly factual account. Cypher begins as a music doc, before taking on true-crime qualities, then turning into a full-blown found footage thriller—the movie itself practically being brainwashed into its own conspiracy. Unfortunately, this is all much less interesting in execution, as the film goes long stretches without keeping up the momentum of its eerier moments. Its eventual twists are particularly uninspired, coming up with a vision of the music industry that doesn’t say anything all that meaningful.
If nothing else, Chris Moukarbel’s Tribeca Film Festival-winning narrative feature really forces us to think about the form of the documentary and the layers of interpretation through which we’re shown an ostensibly factual account. Cypher begins as a music doc, before taking on true-crime qualities, then turning into a full-blown found footage thriller—the movie itself practically being brainwashed into its own conspiracy. Unfortunately, this is all much less interesting in execution, as the film goes long stretches without keeping up the momentum of its eerier moments. Its eventual twists are particularly uninspired, coming up with a vision of the music industry that doesn’t say anything all that meaningful.