Anti-Alaskan tourism propaganda with a poor sense of time and place. For much of the beginning act of the film, the characters are so disconnected from the carnage (that overhead shot: nice) that it feels like it dropped some of its connecting scenes for the sake of pacing. The attack that we never see at the police station stands out as something that doesn't need to be artistically excised, as we have no idea that the vampires are coming for…
Scattered and disappointing, but not bad. It missteps frequently, eager to draw us out a world but getting increasingly distracted with every new detail; by the end it becomes too much for it to handle.
It spends a considerable amount of time on this community that on the surface is less than interesting, and introduces a supernatural element that it seems content to show off but never actually delve into.
It's frustrating, really, that the film gives you so little…
I didn't get social media until eighth grade. It was a Myspace page. Things were...different then. But while watching this one, I realized that the more things change, the more they stay the same.
Bo Burnham taps into something here that's going to be revisited for years to come. Things like Twitter, Instagram, and Facebook (nobody uses Facebook anymore) changed the paradigm of how kids interact with each other, but the pursuits have stayed the same. A lot of them…