Writer/Director Matt Spicer’s Ingrid Goes West opens with Ingrid (Aubrey Plaza) crashing her supposed best friend’s wedding, to which she was not invited, and pepper spraying the bride.
After her stint in a mental institution, Ingrid becomes fixated on Taylor Sloane (Elizabeth Olsen), an Instagram celebrity and, taking the $60+ thousand dollars she inherits from her mother’s recent death, heads west to Venice Beach, California, where she stalks the woman and copies her every habit.
Returning Taylor’s “lost” dog, which Ingrid has kidnapped, she ingratiates herself into the life of Sloane and her husband (Wyatt Russell) until Taylor's psycho brother (Billy Magnussen) unveils Ingrid for whom she is and, ostracized from her new “friends,” Ingrid, eventually, attempts suicide.
This film may resonate with some American Millennials, but the rest of humanity…not so much. It’s the only film I’ve ever seen that, after which, I felt I had to go home and shower to wash off the vapid energy.
The acting and production values were good, but I can only give Ingrid Goes West a 2.8 out of 5.