josh lewis’s review published on Letterboxd:
exploitation for tumblr teens. wingard directs with no sense of characterization or form, only a vague interest in stylizing the source material's goofy fantasy vs. brutal violence—oddly none of its cat-and-mouse thriller tendencies though? comes alive briefly during the glimpses of Final Destination splatter carnage but there's not nearly enough of it to justify the bizarre, sympathetic, in-over-his-head martyr story it tries to milk out of edgy angst power fantasy bullshit. couldn't help but get the feeling this desperately wants Donnie Darko status but unfortunately for all involved it's much closer in resemblance to a CW drama.