Inspired by actual events, a group of 12 year old girls face a night of horror when the compulsive addiction of an online social media game turns a moment of cyber bullying into a night of insanity.
November 20, 2015
Chloë Sevigny as Alex Cox
Timothy Hutton as Dr. White
Sadie Seelert as Sam
#Horror is a frightening film. Not because we’re actually treated to legitimate scares on screen, but because it’s a piece reflective of society. And society, like it or not, is in something of an ugly state. Somewhere along the line tool bags stopped using their fists to dole out punishment to those they deem inferior, instead turning to the comfort of a computer monitor and the terrifyingly trendy cyber bullying. As insane as it may sound, I think we may have been better off with a little fisticuffs as opposed to the maniacal extent bully’s will venture to online… where they feel safe and powerful in equal measure.
To that extent, #Horror is frightening. Knowing that the film is actually based on factual events is also quite disconcerting.
That’s where the terror ends.
As a film, #Horror fails on a pretty grand scale. It doesn’t really move, it just… crawls. And it crawls at a dreadful pace that’s weighted down by obnoxious self-entitled teenage antics. It’s basically 10 minutes of horror and 90 minutes of aggravating adolescent nonsense that makes about as much sense as an Ed Wood film. Seriously. The movie is basically a half dozen soon-to-be-teens praising each other, only to tear one another down, only to make up, then hurl some vicious insults before they get to dancing… and, well, rinse and repeat. And then rinse and repeat again.
#Horror is a grating film… a very, very grating film.
The disappointment comes in the fact that it didn’t have to be. The story has the potential to be wonderful. It has the potential to be extremely engaging. But Tara Subkoff’s script (she also directs, for the record) is so insufferable all one can do is place their face in their palm and pray for the runtime to speed up. Or, you could always grab a nap for 90 minutes before tuning into the meat on the bone. Truth is, that’s probably your best bet, because if you maintain consciousness for the duration of the movie you’re going to find yourself hating preteen girls like you never imagined possible.
There are a handful of strong performers attached to the project, but they’re brushed aside, despite the fact that their very own intolerable actions serve as the deepest catalyst for the behavior of their wretched offspring. Sure, we get some strong work from Timothy Hutton, but his manic conduct is pushed too far over the top to really respect, and he doesn’t have enough screen time to force the audience to care much about his role in the plot. The same can be said for Chloë Sevigny. The awesome Balthazar Getty makes an appearance in the film, but it’s more of a cameo than anything else, so we never even have the chance to dissect who he is as an individual. When it comes to the youngsters of the flick, they do good work, but their characters are so despicable it is all but impossible to issue much acclaim in their direction.
When all is said and done, #Horror disappoints, no two ways about it. The attempt at blending creative editing and cinematography falls flat, as all of the inventive visuals fly by so fast we’re not able to respect then for what they are, or could be. The film, in truth feels a bit schizophrenic. The visuals that should stimulate leave our head spinning as we try to keep up and the screenplay is so flat we’re put in a position in which we’re battling falling deep into a coma. It’s an odd mix, and at the end of the day, #Horror is just an odd film that never really works despite the fact that it could have been a modern day masterpiece.