The tagline for this movie: Reality Lies Deeper Than You Think. A musical artist dealing with stress induced sleep deprivation and performance anxiety due to emotional pressures finds himself enveloped into the delusions of a mentally unstable fan. For the duration of their interaction, they journey to the edge of insanity as secrets are revealed and an understanding is reached on a certain level that shifts elements of their reality.
Hurry Up Tomorrow is an unnecessary photoplay that detracts from the studio album it is based on by failing to offer any solid insight on the songs from that record and instead offers pretentious melodramatic theatrics lacking depth as well as wasting the talents of everyone involved. Trey Edward Shults directing is uneven and sadly directionless and proves that he may be the type of director who can only direct movies he writes by himself. The screenplay by Shults, Abel Tesfaye and Reza Fahim is a mess that could have used a singular voice to focus on a stronger narrative that touches the viewers the way the album touched the listeners or maybe it would have been more effective as an anthology. The talent on display in the cast is obvious, but the dynamic is off with everyone presenting performances that feel that they are acting in motion pictures from different genres that sabotages their intended impression. The music by Abel Tesfaye and Daniel Lopatin is squandered on this superficial production that only muddles the message of the music and dilutes the strength of the lyrics in the songs. This was a disappointment on a magnitude that will only make sense the the future with the clarity of hindsight. I rate this a rating of 1 out of 5.
