It seems that films about time travel, and in particular
films involving time loops, are continuing to grow popular. While my affinity
for sci-fi should make me glad that such a staple of the genre is gaining
ground, I am held back by the simple fact that there are just far too many of
them. Looper, About Time, Edge Of Tomorrow, Predestination, ARQ, Doctor Strange
to a lesser extent, even previous adolescent-centric films like Project Almanac;
all in the space of five years. Yeah, I actually quite like most of these titles
but the basic formula that is at large between them is now starting to get
stale. Variety keeps the world interesting and unless we find a good
third-party premise that can exist beyond both this and the standard superhero
suspension of disbelief, it seems that we aren’t likely to get any. Will today’s
film at least keep things interesting or will the seams start showing?
The plot: High schooler Samantha (Zoey Deutch), on the way
home from a house party, gets into a car crash with her three best friends
Lindsay (Halston Sage), Ally (Cynthy Wu) and Elody (Medalion Rahimi). She then
wakes up in her bed at the start of the day. She is stuck in a time loop,
reliving her last day over and over again. As she tries to discover the reason
why, and attempting to change events, she discovers secrets about the people
around her that change everything that she thought she knew.
The cast is made of lame. Deutch may be in a relatively
better production than last time we checked in on her but she ultimately serves
as little more than an avatar for the emotions/themes that the film wants to
express through her. Wu and Rahimi somehow have even less of a presence than
our lead, Sage just makes us wish that she would take a long Valley Girl strut
off of a short pier and Sam’s mother played by Miss Flashdance herself Jennifer
Beals is rather underutilised, given how she is probably the most experienced
actor here. Kian Lawley and Logan Miller as the duelling love interests embody
the entire film’s approach to liking blandness as a respite from sheer dickery
and Elena Kampouris in a pivotal role as Juliet has some real energy in her
performance but, once again, is let down by the cardboard she is told to give
life.
With everything I laid out in the opening, how does this
film give a new spin on the time loop narrative? By doing little to nothing
with it. This has got to be the most milquetoast attempt at this brand of story
I’ve seen because it seems like no-one involved actually realised the potential
it has. Said potential has likely been shared around by other works of fiction,
but it still seems to elude this film. All we get is a gradual piecing together
of the overall plot with each reset, without anything all that compelling to
make us want to see the full picture.
That probably has something to do with the fact that this
film can get quite vomit-inducing when it tries to aim for universal platitudes
about life and choice. The utter cheese oozing out of a hefty amount of the
dialogue here is quite astounding, made worse by how we are meant to be taking
all of this dead seriously. There’s an exchange between Samantha and her mother
where Samantha asks what makes her a good person. Her mother then recounts a
story about them going horse-riding and how Sam rode every horse in the stable
just so that none of them would feel left out. Gag me with a goddamn shovel.
Of
course, this leads into the other
serious issue with the dialogue: About 3/4ths of the conversations in this film
consist of exposition about the childhoods/pasts in general of the characters
talking. Even without reading the source material, it’s painfully clear that
the translation from book to film didn’t turn out so good. What makes this
weirder is that, aside from overusing the Twilight-patented blue tint and a
couple moments of jarring brightness, this holds up visually. These filmmakers
know how to tell a story visually, so why do they insist on having it told to us?
So, the plot is rail-thin and the attempts at profundity are
overly saccharine; what about the characters? Well, we really don’t have any
here. Sam is our focal point character, which is interpreted here as just being
a shell that fulfils the emotions the film requires of her at any given
moment, resulting in some scenes that heavily clash with each other like the
out-of-nowhere sex scene. As for everyone else, part of the ridiculously
expository dialogue includes flat-out explaining character traits that are in
no way evident outside of said explanations. The closest we get to an actual
character is Lindsay, who is just a straight-up cunt and, no, half-hearted backstory revelations don’t change that. I really
find it hard to feel sorry for someone who shows pride in inadvertently
splitting up a lesbian couple because they “deserved it”.
For the second
time in a row, I’m dealing with a film that, rather than fully admit how horrible
its characters are, tries to excuse it without really creating sympathy in the
process. Hell, the moment when Sam finally
calls out her so-called friends for the shit they do? That’s framed as a bad
thing and exists only in a single loop. I always thought that making the most
out of every day would have included cutting out bad people somewhere, but
apparently not.
All in all, the only thing keeping me from calling this an
absolute failure to adapt a work of literature is because, not that long ago,
we had a film that was even worse in that regard. But make no mistake: This
film sucks. Weak actors are paraded in front of the camera to spout out
dialogue that ranges from the needlessly expository to the hilariously
pretentious, all wrapped around a story that makes little to no effort in utilizing
the potential of that story. If this genre trope continues to find ground, we
can at least rest easy knowing that it’s unlikely that we’ll get anything as
underwhelming as this again. We can only hope.
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