Straight carried by Pegg/Frost. Juvenile humour.
I had to rewrite my entire review because after thinking about it, I realised how angry I am with the film.
I entered this thinking it will be a proper whodunnit, a la Cluedo. The colour coded posters on TMdB sold this to me, and the introduction with the movement through rooms also gave me ideas of an investigator sweeping the house and interrogating eccentric characters for answers.
The starting was promising. We were introduced to our characters, and…
not particularly impressed. you know, ive come to realise no one can really do body horror like OG cronenberg any more. and every single film i watch in the hopes of filling that gap just ends in disappointment for me.
cronenberg has method to madness. creativity. the blood and gore means something in the end.
this movie is nothing more than a vulgar rush of flailing tits and splashing blood. the hype around this movie is disappointingly political. there's women in it and they're lesbians. hooray.