The real horror of it all is the way director Chris McKay blows what should have been a slam-dunk premise.
The real horror of it all is the way director Chris McKay blows what should have been a slam-dunk premise.
The film’s themes are used as a plot device rather than in a meaningful way, and more could’ve been done with the ideas about retribution for abuse and the cycle of violence that is often fostered by toxic relationships.
This dialogue-driven supernatural drama about being haunted by the metaphorical (and literal) ghosts of the past has a wildly unpredictable story and substantial themes that make it a thinking person’s thriller.
A very human story that reassuringly points out that it’s okay to not be okay. It’s okay to feel lost. It’s okay to get off-track. Most of all, it’s okay to be your own woman.
Takes a thoughtful, interesting, and cautionary tale about the perils of modern dating and tacks on an icky third act that results in a massive misfire.
A vapid comedy that feels like it was crafted by a soccer mom groupthink that’s desperate to be hip and edgy. This movie is terrible.