It's really a shame that Kiernan Shipka got sucked into this half-to-no baked retread of an '80s slasher pic inbred with a time-travel subplot that's neither funny or scary. Was the script written by a Chat Bot?
The premise, that Shipka travels back to 1987 in order to prevent a death in present day, is mildly interesting, but could have sustained more power had the creators (or the bot) decided what they wanted to create.
As it teeters largely on absurdity, comedy/horror would have been the better way to go, but aside from Shipka's character's occasional caustic one-liners, there's no humor to be had here. Even the kill sequences mix highly stylized brutality (something Blumhouse seems to be tilting toward in the last few years, with a bit too much relish) and Bruce Lee acrobatics, with the result being fast-cut incoherence.
You can see the ending coming a mile away, as the clues are laid out in what might as well be hot pink neon. It's another case of the filmmakers having no innovative vision beyond a check the boxes marketing strategy, and leaving us with a pure product, and not a very good one, in the end. To make it even more irritating a massive dose of political correctness is dashed over the film, leaving a bitter, hypocritical aftertaste.
Totally killer, no. Total vaporware, to the max.
The premise, that Shipka travels back to 1987 in order to prevent a death in present day, is mildly interesting, but could have sustained more power had the creators (or the bot) decided what they wanted to create.
As it teeters largely on absurdity, comedy/horror would have been the better way to go, but aside from Shipka's character's occasional caustic one-liners, there's no humor to be had here. Even the kill sequences mix highly stylized brutality (something Blumhouse seems to be tilting toward in the last few years, with a bit too much relish) and Bruce Lee acrobatics, with the result being fast-cut incoherence.
You can see the ending coming a mile away, as the clues are laid out in what might as well be hot pink neon. It's another case of the filmmakers having no innovative vision beyond a check the boxes marketing strategy, and leaving us with a pure product, and not a very good one, in the end. To make it even more irritating a massive dose of political correctness is dashed over the film, leaving a bitter, hypocritical aftertaste.
Totally killer, no. Total vaporware, to the max.