If director Kourtney Roy’s intent with Kryptic was to be…well, cryptic…it’s a massive success because this movie is borderline incoherent. As it went on, I felt myself getting increasingly confused as the David Lynch-style mysteries and symbolism pile on top of each other. I suppose it could become the type of movie that viewers watch and rewatch with the hopes of decoding it over time, but esoteric and slimy strangeness is really all this film offers. There is certainly a time and place for such weirdness, but it seems to be the only point here, which makes for a less than engaging experience.