Happy Death Day (2017)

April 8, 2018

Fearter rating: 6/10 

As the moral of the movie tells us, you can’t get your time back - so don’t waste it. 


Review (no spoilers):

Set on an American University campus, the star of the film has to relive the same day over and over until she can figure out who is killing her each night. 


This premise for the movie is quite good, and lends itself well to the horror comedy genre - along the lines of drag me to hell. However both the comedy and horror are lacking - making it a watered down, milky weak tea sort of a film where you’re not frightened or laughing... you’re just going along with the ride.  


Add onto this that the antagonist is about as scary as “failing the mid-term”, and the suspense is less frequent than a jock dropout at 9am lectures on the importance of relevant and concise metaphors. The only saving grace of this movie is its fast pace. With attention spans dwindling faster than round earth theory believers, it's just as well that this movie keeps you entertained - just above the threshold of boredom and annoyance. 


In fairness, it’s a well made movie and the acting is good. Some of the writing wanders into Roger Moore’s James Bond territory, but most of the time it sticks to the well trodden path of American colloquial youth slang for reproductive organs and the like.  


All in all it’s not a bad film, it’s just not a good film. If you’re bored and you want to watch it, you could choose worse. As the moral of the movie tells us, you can’t get your time back so don’t waste it. 





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