Stubbornly true to its title, “Bad Genres” is a routine police procedural stuffed with corpses and MacGuffins and set in the transsexual, prostitute, gigolo, pedophile, corrupt-police and serial killer milieu of Brussels. Stilted, sinister botch from vet director Francis Girod features a stunning, award-caliber perf by Robinson Stevenin (son of actor-director Jean-Francois) as a doe-eyed cross-dresser who falls for a hunky thug who looks like Ben Stiller’s evil twin.
En route to visit his senile grandma (Micheline Presle), Bo (Stevenin) sees police inspector Paul Huysmans (Richard Bohringer) arrest his big-shot father for pedophilia. The confoundingly pretty Bo is reluctant to testify against his dad, who molested him as a boy and drove Bo’s mom to suicide. Meanwhile, some vicious lunatic is stabbing transvestites and prosties at an alarming clip. Bo’s high heels carry him/her from crime scene to crime scene while pining for Johnny (Stephane Metzger), a drug-addled, sneering waiter who co-runs a gigolo biz for older women. By the time the unmasked killer asks for his gun, the viewer wants to scream “Shoot yourself, already!” Alexandre Desplat’s faux vintage-Hitchcock score is a nice touch.