William Trent Bell, just so we’re 100% clear on this point,
is one of the biggest hacks in Hollywood right now. Starting out on a pretty
sour note with Stay Alive, one of the more laughable video game movies out
there, he then made a return a few years with The Devil Inside… wow, even
mentioning that film nowadays is painful, let alone the prospect of watching
it. Undoubtedly one of the single worst found footage movies ever made, which
is no easy feat considering its woeful competition, it was also one of the most
bafflingly marketed films in recent memory, encapsulated with an ending that is
about as bass-ackwards as you can get for any
cinematic production. At the time of writing this review, I have yet to see his
third release Wer but, to put it bluntly, I don’t need to to know that this has
a very high probability of being godawful. I’d normally say that I welcome the
opportunity of being proven wrong… but let’s be real here: That ain’t happening
this time around.
