This movie is legendary. Neil Breen is a visionary filmmaker who is ahead of his time. One day, we will see this man win not one, but many Oscars. I got my local library to add this film to their collection and I suggest you do the same, this film deserves to be admired by all.

Neil Breen is a god among of cinema, I tell you. The new Christopher Nolan, the new Tarantino. And i'm not even going to just talk about directors. He's not just the director of the film, but he's also the MAIN ACTOR, in this movie...and all of his other movies. Neil Breen is the new and improved Mel Brooks. I sure as hell hope this man has some beautiful films coming into the future.Breen's four main films (Fateful Findings, Double Down, Pass Thru, I Am Here...Now) are the best things I have ever laid eyes on. I am writing a review because this was my favorite out of the four films. Breen is a true god of dialogue (yes, of course he also wrote the screenplay). When Breen finds out that his friend is dead, he believes that it was an act of suicide, but really his wife had killed him. He asks the dead corpse laying on the ground; "I can't believe you committed suicide. I can't believe you committed suicide. How could you have done this? How could you have committed suicide?". Damn, now THAT is how you deliver a line. Someone's gotta tell King and Stielberg that they really need to step up their game.This whole movie is pretty much shot inside of ALL of what I believe to do be Neil Breen's house. And if it's not his house, than it is definitely one of his friends or something. From it being the scene of him being in the "hospital" or at a friends house, you can just always tell it's his house. I can't say much more about this movie aside from that it is nothing short of perfect, 10/10.

This movie is infinitely superior to every movie ever made. Neil Breen is a true visionary and an inspiration to every aspiring director, actor or president of the United States. Neil Breen's latest masterpiece (fateful findings) is basically the fifth testament talking about the life of our new lord and saviour: Neil Breen. Let us pray. Our lord and saviour Neil Breen, bless us on this day. Give us the sight to watch your movies, the minds to understand them, and the will to proclaim the glory of your films on IMDb. Amen.

This is, along with Wiseau's "The Room," one of the more entertaining movies of all time, but Wiseau hasn't produced anything substantial since his magnum opus, while Breen is the gift that keeps on giving. After "Double Down" and "I Am Here .... Now," it's a pleasant surprise that Breen doesn't appear to have gone the way of James Nguyen, purposely making bad movies in order to cash in on his previous, well-deserved success. Breen is still apparently unaware, and that is a great thing.In the tradition of bad movies, it fails on every possible level, but in the tradition of good-bad movies, it fails on every possible level in the best way it possibly could have.The plot is nonsensical and impossible to understand. Character motivations make no sense at all, and the movie is full of random metaphors that may or may not mean anything.Breen's age relative to a particular actress makes even the casting more than questionable in the context of the film.I can't imagine how the acting could have been made worse. It seems like something out of a porno.It's all part of the charm. Get some friends together and drink a bit.