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Not as bad as The Happening but more frustrating as there are actual good ideas here. Problem is, they’re buried under what is clearly a first draft of a script built idea-first, leaving the characters till the very end (or just not bothering with them at all). Too self-serious for a B-movie, and too sloppy and one-dimensional to be anything worthwhile—a bland, lifeless waste of time.
Bit of a mess, frankly. Isaac is the highlight of the whole, Calamawy is mostly great, and Hawke is… well, Hawke—not bad, not great, just sort of there (can’t say I’m a fan outside of the Before trilogy). Some decent-ish explorations into mental health—as much as any film or show of this ilk attempts to do—but the action is pretty bland, the narrative is not terribly interesting until right near the end, and the ending, as it is, leaves too…
The very definition of "I get it, I just don't care." Which, honestly, sums up my relationship to David Lynch. Every time I deep dive into the themes or subtext behind his work, it makes sense and is clear throughout, but... I just cannot bring myself to give a damn. Chiefly, this is because his work is fundamentally unbalanced in that instead of being some surface-level dreck that's all plot and zero theme, it's all theme and zero character. And…
Frankly, better than it has any right to be, given the utter fucking train wrecks that are the Bay films. This is the only worthwhile thing in this franchise since the '86 movie—it doesn't hurt that it's basically E.T. with the serial numbers filed off, and a lot more action. But yeah, surprisingly sweet, tender, and funny.