Brady Corbet's portrayal of the unreliable narrator is its best aspect, adding dimension to his sociopathic character. The film is simply a study of compulsion (sexual, lying, criminal, and money.) The bleak climax shows what we should've known all along: this guy is never truthful and blames others for his problems. Simon Killer isn't as emotive as it could be-- akin to its cold character-- but is quite fascinating.
Simon Killer further propels director Antonio Campos into auteur territory; continuing his explorations of the invasive diegetic camera, the problematic fantasy inherent to pornography, male sociopathic behavior, and the struggle to "fit in" outside of the "home". And damn, is it bleak.
His debut felt like Haneke lite and this one was a big step away from that. I don't think this film will blow anyone's mind with its originality, but I thought it was paced very well, slowly revealing and hinting at more facets of Simon throughout, keeping me consistently interested. I think a lot of people my age can relate to Simon's initial feeling of placelessness, which helps make this film even more effective.