Andrea Conner

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I have been “surprised” by Channing Tatum enough times now to expect a solid performance. He can deliver on sincere gentlemanly manners and kindness, silly and funny prankstering, serious and troubled brooding, and even callous psycho-ing. I almost hate to admit it, but I have watched his movies and thought “Dag, he was better than I expected” several times now, so I adjusted my expectations. Even such, this movie was horrible. Channing was decent, but the movie premise was disturbing and it was overall a Z minus on the grading scale. I knew it was a “horror”/psychological thriller movie and yet Texas Chainsaw Massacre was far less disturbing. As far as bad movies go, I’d suffer through Assteroid City 10 times before I would watch this crap again and that movie was unbearable garbage. Spoiler alert! He has the essential equivalent of Epstein Island where the females are lured there and then raped and tortured each night and drugged so much they forget about it and then sip mimosas all day by the pool and then they replay the torture and rape scenes at night. The “I see dead people” kid and Christian Slater are his buddies who take part in the psycho gang rape rituals each night and other visitors come to play Bill Clinton’s role. Then the characters make cheesy jokes, even the women, AFTER they get their memories back about the horrific torture. There is nothing cute or funny in the context of gang rape and torture, not even Channing Tatum. The twist at the end was interesting, but at least the main character got enough money to pay for the lifetime of trauma therapy she would require, I guess. And so she never had real relationships after that? Because she was busy being Mrs. Tech King so she could be rich? She started out risking her safety, because she was ga-ga over a rich man she didn’t know and his lifestyle, to escape her own life and go live in luxury on someone else’s dime for a while. She learned the hard way what can happen if you jet off, literally or figuratively, with strangers and take rando substances with strangers, and, btw, she gave up her phone and had no idea of her location. It sounds like a recipe for ignorance on a stick and she suffered the horrible consequences. After ALL that, she gains a life of fakery living off money she didn’t earn? And they play it up like that's her mike-drop moment. She deserved the equivalent of victim compensation if one could ever be adequately “compensated” for such traumatic suffering, but it’s wierd to imagine that her focus was on money. Yet it is supposed to come off as her becoming a powerful, bad-to-the-bone tech mogul? The viewer feels so sad for her and playing “I’m a bad mo-fo” or whatever crap song they were playing did not convince me that anyone could walk away grinning in the faces of her rapists for money. “Forgetting is a gift”, they kept saying. You’ll have that gift on your wish list if you choose to undergo this tormentuous dumpster of a movie. Pass the Desideria!