Slow to build to a point, only to throw it out the window for badly choreographed snuff porn at the end in a chaotic nonsensical manner. The first part of the movie was shot with such a high production value from the music to videography that to be jarred with such sudden low quality, haphazard shots badly resembling a spoof film was puzzling.
Multiple budding points in the plot are cast aside and overshadowed by whoevers desperate need it was to get snuff porn to mainstream Hollywood media. The main characters love interests, redemption arc, nosy neighbour, all of it was completely shut in a box and thrown away; as if the director had a split persona themselves that took over at the end, went fucking nuts on gore porn featuring gyrating pseudo burlesque dancers in showers of blood while some kid is constantly put on frame every few seconds because it's important to know how some random pre pubescent girl feels when the strippers are dancing in blood and lumps of flesh and meat???
Whoever fetishised this storyline took away from a potentially moving and thought provoking concept to create a snuff film with commentary from a child, in the most inappropriate way possible.
The only good thing about this film is it exposes the sheep who like to preach something is innovative because it has an abrasive effect, and the creeps who want to see kids, chunks of flesh and spraying blood, and tits all shot in the exact same frame.