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FredM’s review published on Letterboxd:
This review may contain spoilers.
A latino waitress and her mother, a gun-wielding mourner and a young couple on the verge of splitting up are getting ready for the annual purge. You know, the moment when you can take the right (or the wrong) into your own hands.
Once the couple meets a skater boy ('I said see you later boy') stuff is about to happen, the foreboding sense of dread is palpable, strengthened by the creepy siren (imagine if that's real): game's on.
Alas, once the group is formed and starts wandering through the city, the story gets less compelling, although the sequence in the (not so) safe house is a welcome diversion of the street roaming, followed by the auction, acting as social criticism, again, smeared all over the movie.
And Mr. DeMonaco (quite a funny name to be tied to anti-capitalism), the use of slomo was hip like 3 purges ago.
Cleanse yourself please.