I won’t speak for everyone, but I’ve personally met people like O’Connell. The situation, fortunately, managed to get down on the brakes. While watching, the realization that what is happening in the film is easily possible in our time and in our world, just creeps real horror. It's possible with your friends, with you, after all. Tomorrow or 10 years from now... Or never... But it's not fiction, that's what the worst part is.
The idea of the film in its essence is absolutely banal - a company of teenagers languishing from idleness, among whom there is a pronounced leader with obvious deviations in behavior and a few followers, a vacationing couple, a beach and a small conflict as a catalyst. We mix, we shake and we get an explosion. It seems simple. But the way it was presented to the viewer deserves real respect.
At first, a relaxing beginning, a leisurely action, a recognizable, even a somewhat tired bundle, and suddenly the film straightens like a spring, takes by the breasts and does not let go until the very end. Very strong acting (liked absolutely everyone, although the attention, of course, is more focused on O’Connell) and constantly pumped suspense make you immerse yourself in the film with your head. There's not much moral in the movie. She's probably gone. But there is an attempt to draw attention to many of the problems of our society - to what is happening on the streets, to dysfunctional families and adolescent asociality.
The seemingly ambiguous ending still leaves little intrigue - whether the girl uses a razor or not - there will still be blood. Blood again. A lot of blood. Alas.
9 out of 10
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