Hey kiddies, ZombiSurvivor here. Hoping to bring you another cinematic adventure in horror. Yes, that time of the week is upon us again. Where I take us down a long, winding and lonesome road. Each curve in the road is another chance. Another gamble. Last week’s game of chance brought us a winner, as I adored the Turkish hell bound tale, Baskin (2015). Will my two week winning streak keep up? One can only hope!
Let’s spin the Roulette wheel!
It’s do or die time!
#Horror follows a group of pre-teen girls who are having a sleep over. They are upper class, pretentious and uppity young girls, who have been given everything their whole lives. They all have their eyes glued to their phones 24/7. Trying to take that perfect selfie or trying to gain the most “likes”. These girls are catty and mean, even to each other. They’re so mean as to the point of body shaming, bad mouthing and just downright nasty to each other. But tonight, these little tweeners will get a taste of their own medicine.
Wow. So I think I am going to keep this one short and sweet. Once I landed on this little film, I noticed it was only rated 1 out of 5 stars on Netflix. I usually have an open mind to all things horror, so I knew going into it that it could be rough. Boy, rough it surely was! Considering the title, there was a social media theme to it obviously and this film was chalked full of it. The idea of it was truly done to death. Every time they cut from a scene, there was social media imagery reinforcing the name of the film. Which was pretty distracting and borderline nauseating. Next the girls bullying each other, became rather obnoxious. So much so where you had to ask yourself, ‘Why are these girls even friends’?
This movie is just bad. Plain and simple. #Horror is an annoying film. It reminded of Mean Girls meets the Babysitter’s Club. Doesn’t sound like a good mix, right? Well it shouldn’t. The acting was atrocious, save for a distraught over the top father played by Timothy Hutton. Besides Hutton, there wasn’t really a likeable character in the movie.
If there was a saving grace in the film, it would have to be the last 17 or so minutes. Which didn’t help it’s cause much, because the killer was so obvious there wasn’t much thought to it that the viewer had to break a sweat over. I did like the idea of incorporating the social media aspect for the young millennials out there. But it was overdone and I was over that shit after the first 20 minutes.
How did we fare today?
LOSER! PASS. PASS. PASS On this pile of rubbish.
ZombiSurvivor: Not even going to argue the rating on this piece of shit.
Follow me next week, as I fully intend to rectify this devastating loss.