This review may contain spoilers.
Bunny🐰🪓’s review published on Letterboxd:
Blink twice when you sense plot conveniences.
Me: "Ooh, fuck... I think my eyelids are malfunctioning."
Spoilers ahead... I guess... You’ve been warned.
What kind of workplace allows servers to just change their work clothes, wear a dress, and casually join the very gathering they're supposed to be working at, not the one next door or across the street but the very fucking party they’re meant to serve at. And for some reason, there's no manager or supervisor around, despite him being all over their asses just moments ago. One of them even spilled a drink on a guest and later tripped, breaking a glass and was bleeding all over the place. Yet, not a single staff member comes up to say, “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TWO DOING HERE… GET BACK TO WORK!” I guess America really is different from the rest of the world. But honestly, this isn’t that big of a deal because from here on, the ball starts rolling nicely, and everything ends well. Great movie, highly recommend. 4.5 out of 5 stars… BIEEEeee.
But then again, something in my head said maybe I should rewatch it just to refresh my memory before writing this review.
And then around the halfway mark, when Frida finds the knife and the Alpha chick shows up at her door with the lighter, I went: What the fuck is up with this drug...
So you’re telling me it allows you to forget all your traumatic experiences, except that’s clearly not the case, because they forgot about Jess, but that Alpha chick still remembered where and how she met the guy who brought her here an event that occurred well before she met Jess. Also, how does this drug even works as a perfume, does it only work if it’s in direct contact with your skin, or can the fumes/smell also affect you? (Hint: the vape scene from the finale.) If it's the latter, it’s hard to believe that none of the men ever inhaled even a hint of it by mistake, i mean they're constantly surrounded by women, especially at night, drunk and filled with drugs it's hard not to be sloppy.
And don’t even get me started on the antidote/snake venom thing. Sure, I know snake venom is a thing in some underground rave scenes, but taking venom shots like tequila... really... Forget it being an antidote why are your internal organs still functioning normally? And no... nosebleed isn't working for me Fuck no! These women were beaten and assaulted for at least two nights in a row, maybe more. How do none of them have cuts in their mouths that would absorb the venom and send them on a one-way trip to heaven.
Speaking of injuries, do the filmmakers even understand what sexual assault entails? How are there no genital injuries on any of these women? Forget the drug they should’ve been alarmed the very next morning after Night One.
Everything I’ve just pointed out reeks of poorly placed plot conveniences thrown into the story without much thought, making the entire narrative feel lazy and ugly.
Also, why have such a large cast if you’re not going to do anything with most of them? If it were up to me, I’d have divided the cast into pairs or maybe trios, where each night we’d get to learn why each man is there, adding sinister little tales as they reveal their demonic intentions, fueled with tripping visuals bringing that true essence of psychological horror, now that would’ve been kickass! Because I want to hate these men with every fibre of my being not just because they’re committing vile acts, but because I understand their intentions and they terrify me.
Overall, it’s a very okay-ish movie that had the potential to be a great psychological horror flick.
But let me leave you with a thought: in an alternate universe, this is one of the best psychological horror films ever made. It starts with a disclaimer: "Based on true events," and ends with snapshots of the real "Island Boys."
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