Isn't this movie more scary than a horror flick?
(They) say that we invent monsters like, vampires, werewolves, zombies, et al, to give face to the real monsters inside of us, as we walk around with perfectly normal human faces.
But look into the mirror and you'll see the true monster. I recall, Hannibal Lecter was the ultimate true monster, MAN.
FACTOTUM goes a long way towards proving the point. Look into the mirror and see the real monster. That's washed-up, wannabee writer, Hank (Henry B.), who's a monster mainly to himself.
There's been a few movies over the 80 plus year span of Hollywood that depicts men intent on destroying themselves. These movies are good, in my opinion, to show to male teenagers and very young men in the hopes of scaring them onto the straight and narrow. Slow, deliberate suicide is no excuse to go through life.
Hank is somewhat different than other burn-outs. He's an educated, literate, erudite, alcoholic bum. Sometimes when he hassles someone, he's quite the poet.
The real unbelivable part of the movie is Hank's ability to pick up attractive female barflies. It helps to be tall, handsome, and exude some kind of odd, masculine magnetic charisma. Maybe it's true about pheromones. Some of the most financially and career successful men can't attract a woman to save their lives and probably have to pay for it in order to get it.