The Scribbler is based on a limited release graphic novel, and it definitely shows, although not in a good way.
It is a film that sacrifices everything for aesthetic, but when even that aesthetic is largely borrowed from other media, you end up with not much to come back to.
Suki (Cassidy) is a young woman who suffers from Multiple Personality Disorder. She moves into a halfway house for mental patients named Juniper Hill, and there begins to undergo a procedure known as the Siamese Burn, which will “burn” out all her excess identities. However, mysterious and shocking things begin to occur, and Suki begins to think that one of her identities is refusing to be destroyed, and is trying to kill her instead.
Think Sin City mixed with Sucker Punch, and you’d probably be half way to what The Scribbler is. Those films have their positives and negatives, but they were at least fairly original at their time of release. The Scribbler has capable but not amazing acting, and the soundtrack (which uplifted Sucker Punch from mediocre to sort of okay) is nothing to write home about either; and shows that this film missed a golden opportunity to blend this kind of visual and audio medium together.
The Scribbler, for being such a bright, garish movie, is somehow incredibly forgettable. I suppose it does good things for showing how a comic book movie can be made on a low budget, but I suspect that later movies might take this model and do it better. In which case, at least The Scribbler will have a small place in history, which is more than it deserves really.