To start off honest I enjoyed reading the reviews of this movie more than watching the movie itself. My 2cents...
So many gaps in continuity and plot development create confusion aplenty. The cameras, actually matte black plastic disks, were expected to be integral to the film style and considering the name of the movie. Well, cameras? Nope nope nope. It could have been much cooler with more thoughtful first person views. Somebody forgot to take their creativity pill that day.
Then there are those evil vaporizers (aka vapes) that seemingly played a larger role than the cameras and we never learn why. Why?
The acting was abysmal and the effects laughable. The soundtrack with its mix of opera and house rave was disturbing. The ending starts just like the beginning. I thought Bill Murray would pop out. Wish he did. Please god please don't let there be a sequel.
Three tips to the editors if Someone bankrolls another one of these dogs:
if 6 hours ticks by on a clock you need to show people actually doing something other than stumbling around in a maze of wood pallets.
Machetes have relatively straight blades, no half moon cutouts to fit nicely around the neck. Stinks like a rotten B-movie.
A camera lens drilled into your forehead with a vial of acid and a battery in tow WILL certainly leave some sort of marks, I mean a lot of marks like shredded hamburger, the next morning. Think about it eh?
I lost an hour and a half plus of my life and theatrical patience to this movie. Thankfully it cost me zilch to watch it. I gave it an extra star because the ending credits were the best part of the movie.
So many gaps in continuity and plot development create confusion aplenty. The cameras, actually matte black plastic disks, were expected to be integral to the film style and considering the name of the movie. Well, cameras? Nope nope nope. It could have been much cooler with more thoughtful first person views. Somebody forgot to take their creativity pill that day.
Then there are those evil vaporizers (aka vapes) that seemingly played a larger role than the cameras and we never learn why. Why?
The acting was abysmal and the effects laughable. The soundtrack with its mix of opera and house rave was disturbing. The ending starts just like the beginning. I thought Bill Murray would pop out. Wish he did. Please god please don't let there be a sequel.
Three tips to the editors if Someone bankrolls another one of these dogs:
if 6 hours ticks by on a clock you need to show people actually doing something other than stumbling around in a maze of wood pallets.
Machetes have relatively straight blades, no half moon cutouts to fit nicely around the neck. Stinks like a rotten B-movie.
A camera lens drilled into your forehead with a vial of acid and a battery in tow WILL certainly leave some sort of marks, I mean a lot of marks like shredded hamburger, the next morning. Think about it eh?
I lost an hour and a half plus of my life and theatrical patience to this movie. Thankfully it cost me zilch to watch it. I gave it an extra star because the ending credits were the best part of the movie.