At a certain point in this movie, I’d turn to my friend and
said that at that moment I was happy I wasn’t watching this movie in a movie
theater of Black folk. Because they would not stand for the shenanigans in this
movie. Actually, I take it back, I wish I did so it would at least be
entertaining to listen to everyone around me tear it up the way I am about to.
Incidentally though, this should’ve been the movie my friends and I should’ve
made had we not been partying through life at 30 and been drunks. To their
credit, it’s an accomplishment with zero budget and a few known actors. They
will have a future.
The movie is about a deaf writer who is in isolation because
of…sadness or breakup or something. She is played by Kate Siegel…NOT Katey
Sagal. Looks like Angelina Jolie’s younger sister but Sucks for you younger
lady. She’s deaf but has friends online that remind her to…um…be deaf. Such as
signing every thing…even though she reads lips, but they do it wrong, so
there’s a misunderstanding. In case you didn’t know she was deaf. Well, here’s
where the “dumb” part comes in. She becomes completely cutoff from the world
when a home invader decides to play cat and mouse with her. Here’s the lesson to be learned
here….unless you’re Sigourney Weaver in “Death and The Maiden”, you’re not THAT
interesting. It doesn’t even pretend to be. There isn’t really a backstory
to…anyone. And you don’t even get the slightest clue what their motivations
are. Well, one is simply trying to survive the night. The exposition is way too
much at times. For instance when a neighbor comes by and misinterprets the
killer as a police officer. Or…and this is odd for a deaf person, her inner
voice chimes in with her options (perhaps to let the actress who happens to be
the writer as well…act…for the reel). This is fine, but..dammit, you had such a
good mood piece.
Also, and this I’ve learned to REALLY hate. Unnecessary
cruelty. I can’t tell you how far away I am from telling stories now about
torture or gore. I just can’t stomach it like I did when I was younger. It’s a
total selling point, and cheap at this level (Netflix). But it’s…like teenagers
putting on a music. If you don’t have the budget for the stakes to be high, it
just seems cheap to me. What is more strange is that women tend to insist on
gore and watching themselves die in gruesome ways over men. Men tend to want to
die nobly. Blown to bits at war. Or killed by the machine they’ve built.
I hate this movie the more I think about it. The actress
does her best. But it really feels like a school play. The bad guy isn’t even
all that bad. He does that crazy guy thing that all actors love to do, go 0-100
in 60 seconds in psycho-sis. It seems so phony, if it isn’t someone who doesn’t
have the depth.
I’ll tell you this much…when you have the killer mock a dead
body AFTER finding cigarettes in the pocket with the TIRED line “These things
will kill you.” Either don’t listen to the actor who insists on this line, or
kill the director who suggested it. Whomever let that fly…sums up why this
movie is so bland and dumb.
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