If I had a time machine I would go back to the Comedy Film Nerds podcast episode 253 and stop Chris Mancini from bullying me into seeing this film. He needs to be stopped. This kind of evil will bring us all down, someone must take a stand. For without him I never would have EVER seen this film. I feel like the review is some kind of grade school type punishment like writing “I WILL NOT MAKE FOUND FOOTAGE MOVIES ANYMORE” on the chalkboard 100 times.
Great idea. High School nerds find the parts to make a time machine and then have fun until messing with timelines turns the plot into Final Destination 12. As many of you know, I’m a sucker for a time travel film. It’s the perfect “What if?” escapism that can fill an afternoon on the road (in this case working in Lake Tahoe). Normally I would be skiing, but since Tahoe has very little snow, my time has opened up. (Maybe someone has messed with time and caused snowfall to cease in the Sierra Nevada mountains. I blame Mancini.) Great! Let’s go to the movies, or in this case let’s get motion sickness from 105 minutes of hand-held bullshit. No joke, I started feeling queasy about 15 minutes in. The found footage trick is so played out! Like an office worker saying, “Talk to the hand,” and then laughing at their own joke like they just wrote it on the spot. This movie had some OK moments that got spun around. Why not just take a nice home cooked meal and put in in a juicer and drink it like a smoothie? Then you can have all the subtle flavors destroyed and made into a gross grey colored glass of stupid. I love when the found footage is then in slow motion. JUST SHOOT A REGULAR FILM DIPSHIT!
Seeing teenagers have fun with this device was clever at times and kept me interested between wanted to take Dramamine. It had some predictable moments and failed on so many levels. It felt like it looked down on teenagers and was written by out of touch old dudes. Dudes who introduce science and then throw it out as soon as the words get too big. A few of the actors are interesting at times, but with a rough draft script and an idiotic camera device, they had very little to work with.
If I had the money that was spent on this film I would build an actual time machine and travel back to the first found footage film and end it. Sorry Blair Witch Project. (What the fuck, I just realized they even stole one of the words for their title.) I would be stopping you for the greater good. Now let’s all go watch Predestination together and get back to what makes time travel films great.