One of the longest hour-twenties I've ever spent. Boring, lethargic, tired (hah).
This film needed to go in one of four directions.
1.) Embrace the killer tire. Go crazy, make things grotesque, really indulge in the absurdity of a murderous tire. Instead the director decides to have a couple kills with some decent gore. You'll see more bodies in the first five minutes of literally any zombie movie ever made.
2.) Embrace the "meta" of the audience. Have them manipulate the script, the film, the set, the tire itself, the characters it interacts with, anything and everything. There is so much with this idea! And the director decided on poisoning them, then killing the singular smart member of the audience…