I Blame Society - (prime, purchase)
The Columnist - (prime, purchase)
It would be nice to do these separately, but fate has ensured I cannot keep these in twain: I first heard of them both from the same podcast, one after the other. Kept confusing the two for weeks following. Then I tried to buy one, thinking it was the other, only to see the other on the recommended list of the one I unintentionally bought. They're also both satires covering modern issues, each about a woman protag deciding one day that murder is kinda ok and a little bit fun actually and continuing that hobby to its logical end. So you see, they entwine and knot through my consciousness like an aggressively symbiotic furball whether I want them to or not.
However, IBS (lol) is a 'found footage' social media video blog format with many intentional cringe, yet unmelodramatic moments of crazy where the protag woman is pretty much just filming her own descent into madness for some film director portfolio material she is hoping to get a good gig out of. While Columnist is a proper movie film with movie film script, movie film moments and movie film performances. It's also Dutch? So on a basic audio/visual level, the latter is simply more pleasing to watch, it's got the solid direction, acting and satirical forseen narrative that'll rub those anxious comfort zones while getting those messages clearly presented to the unsuspecting innocent viewers.
IBS (really shouldn't lol, but...) Is not as easy to settle into and harder to recommend, but it does do one important arc better: the moment of transformation from non-killer to gleeful murder psycho, which tbh a lot of murder films have trouble with. While Columnist seems to go murdery after reading too many online comments on day - which, yes they are nasty, but nowhere near the depravity of the shit we see in the real life abyss here - IBS (the novelty's worn off now *sigh*) has got a smoother and more believable transition instead, along with the various hints that this lady was already a bit dodgy beforehand. Also I did chuckle at one line from a producer guy who knew he was about to die by her hand, being something like "wait I gotta delete some photos off my phone first!" And though they both share similar messages, IBS is a lot less clear and a lot more scrappy in its presentation. So in the end, I think I'd recommend The Columnist as a safe bet for most audiences, but still kinda respect IBS a little bit more with its uncomfortable offbeat approach.