Critics are really divided on this film.
On the surface, I loved it.
It pretty much borrows from every conceivable genre of film imaginable, from girl gangs to home invasion to Italian horror and giallo (mostly borrowing Mario Bava and Dario Argento's flair for saturated color drenched cinematography).
It's smart, dumb, funny, teeming with shock-and-awe violence, cool meta moments, and snarky, attention deficit disorder-styled mayhem. It's exploitive and brash, and while there is obvious (and rather blunt) socio/political commentary, it can also succumb to mundanity in a flash.
In short, it's a John Hughes-styled teen flick on crystal meth and psychedelics.
I am planning to see it a second time...
RIYL
Heathers; The Purge series; A Clockwork Orange; Kill Bill (either volume); vintage Brian DePalma; vintage Dario Argento
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