All ratings are subject to change.

“Ooby Dooby, motherfucker.”
For a serial killer/shark movie hybrid, I sure would’ve liked to see more sharks and serial killing. Turns out this is a final girl movie in disguise, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing, except this movie doesn’t have any teeth.
It wastes its R-rating and great concept with tame execution. It feels very safe compared to Byrne’s previous films, and I never believed that Zephyr has what it takes to survive (even though the movie insists that she does).
Jai Courtney is the film’s saving grace. He is excellent, and I was transfixed every time he appeared on screen.
“Why are ghosts such bad liars? Because they’re so easy to see through.”
The daily consumption of real-world suffering broadcast from the internet for all to see has simultaneously turned us into both victims and perpetrators, haunted by images and voices of the dead.
Can’t believe this film exists and I’m so glad it does.
Barry Levinson’s notes (probably):
- “Let’s make a war movie that’s anti-war in the vaguest possible sense but we should also give it heavy ‘thank you for your service’ vibes.”
- “Robin Williams is great, can we make 1/3 of his jokes problematic so his performance will feel super outdated?”
- “Also his character should have a B-plot where he romantically pursues a very young Vietnamese woman, but it won’t really serve to further the narrative in any meaningful way.”
- “I don’t want us to be too subtle so let’s include a montage of war crimes set to What a Wonderful World.”