Michael Sanders

What a horrible movie. Unless you're a masochist, save your money. I'm really not sure why anyone would want to view this. I only went because my friend took me. It's a repulsive movie in every possible way and tries too hard to be over the top. It's vapid, gratuitous, exaggerated and repetitive. This movie gives off Hollywood pedophile and sexism vibes. These vibes don't just come as a relevant statement about the dumpster of Hollywood, but the vibes are coming from the director of the movie as well. Every male is portrayed as a two dimensional caricature, being creepy and bad. I think the director tries to make some point about sexism, but somehow it's hers that shines through. I feel like the original premise was mildly interesting and could maybe go somewhere, but it felt like a minor part of the movie. Most of the movie was about as pleasurable as watching giant cysts being popped, with someone heavily abusing their liquid SFX library of slurps and squirts. The ending just kept going and became ridiculous in lieu of anything resembling a plot that went somewhere interesting. Multiple times I thought it was over and then it just kept going for no good reason. It's shot in a grotesque way...the way a film student would shoot a movie if they were trying to desperately make their friends think they're edgy and relevant, but the film is intellectually void, as are the main characters. I personally would not recommend this to anyone.