Sic Mundus Creatus Est
Sure, it's both creepy and gross. Lead by one of the most irritating characters in film history. But what was the point of it all? If the point was jump-scaring, puking, and annoying us, you've got me. Honestly, I'm sick of waiting for Annie to die, which hasn't happened despite all of the craziness. But overall, NO! And what the fuck was that stupid ending?
It's only 98 minutes long, but it feels like an eternity. To be fair, Elsa Pataky tried her hardest to act the part as written, but her character felt a lot like a Gal Gadot wannabe. With its cliched script, tired tropes, and low-budget production look and feel, it felt like a fan-made film. It's unsurprisingly bad. We literally know what the film is about and what will happen at the end about 5 minutes into it.
One of those Netflix films that was doomed to fail even before it was released.
I'm not sure why, but this film has a stronger personal resonance for me. I feel a strong connection to it. Perhaps it's because I'm 22 years old and still trying to figure out who I am on this planet. I'm not sure if that's the main reason, but I do know it hit very close to home.
Having a film that tells the truth about growing up and the struggles that come with it is so important. I appreciated…
Another blatantly entertaining Netflix film with larger issues that aren't fully resolved or answered. I admit there's a fruitful appeal in watching a small cast experiment with human experience variables in a strange futuristic setting, but it's ultimately not nearly as clever or eye-opening as it aspires to be.
I didn't dislike the film. But I was a little disappointed and underwhelmed. There was so much more they could have done with it, especially injecting different drugs into the body…