Peacock (2010)

Cillian Murphy is basically living like a benign Norman Bates. His mother died and he’s gone quietly and harmlessly nuts. He’s a woman (dresses & wig) for the household chores and a socially-backward man when it’s time to go to work at the bank. When a freak train wreck plows into his yard bringing the neighbors running, they find him in chick mode which opens up a whole can of crazy...but somehow it's boring crazy.

Aside from my oft-spoken declaration that Cillian Murphy is BEAUTIFUL being proven accurate regardless of gender, I don’t know why this movie exists or how they convinced this pretty decent cast to sign on.

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