Studio: Netflix
Director: Toby Meakins
Writer: Simon Allen
Producer: Matthew James Wilkinson, Sebastien Raybaud, John Zois
Stars: Iola Evans, Asa Butterfield, Angela Griffin, Ryan Gage, Joe Bolland, Kate Fleetwood, Ioanna Kimbook, Robert Englund, Eddie Marsan
Review Score:
Summary:
A vintage computer game curses a struggling young woman who must solve the mystery behind the game’s origin before it destroys her life.
Review:
Netflix produces high quality TV shows pretty regularly. From documentaries like “Tiger King” and “Making a Murderer” to premier dramas such as “Squid Game” and “Ozark,” their “small screen” stuff quite often becomes event entertainment. Even Netflix’s genre content in that format tends to be popular and successful, with “Stranger Things” and any miniseries made by Mike Flanagan being among their TV titles that could be considered “must-see” for horror fans.
Netflix’s original movies on the other hand, are a completely different story. Oh sure, they’ll purposefully produce award-bait projects a couple of times each year so they can puff up their brand with gold trophies. But their feature films, particularly the fright flicks, rarely register any higher than mediocre at best. I’m sure I’m overlooking a standout or two. But for every moderately memorable movie like, I don’t know, maybe “Bird Box” (review here), there must by 200 throwaways thrillers with forgettable formulas involving a haunted house, supernatural entity/curse, zombie outbreak, or technology run amok.
And yet, even though I’ve reached a point of resigned acceptance that the best I’m likely to get from a Netflix horror movie is, “That didn’t suck as much as I thought it would,” I’m somehow still stunned that a disappointment as dull as “Choose or Die” even gets made. Like, is Netflix’s main goal to just amass scores of homogenized filler films like they’re the Borg assimilating digital content? And how come they can’t figure out how to make their features as good as their TV shows?
“Choose or Die” isn’t one of those “bad” films that makes me angry or inspires me to go on a humorous rant. It’s one of those “bad” films whose blandness causes me to question why I’m letting its vampire bite drain even more of my time by writing a review I couldn’t care less about. I don’t want to be mean. I don’t want to be funny. I definitely don’t want to be analytical, either. I just want this to be over with, which is a thought that also dominated my mind while watching the movie.
“Choose or Die’s” premise ticked more than enough boxes to sound right up my alley. A nostalgia nut obsessed with vintage pop culture from the 1980s, a kindred spirit for me if ever there was one, finds a mysterious text adventure computer game from 1984. Playing it unlocks a curse capable of warping reality, and puts the player in a choice-based game whose torturous consequences would make Jigsaw jealous. Eddie Marsan, one of my favorite undervalued character actors, plays the man in this prologue, adding one more boon that had me thinking, “This could turn out halfway decent” before opening credits crawled.
After those credits though, Marsan gets replaced by a mopey lead actress who wears her character’s woe like a second skin. Kayla has a tough life full of common, cursory conundrums. She’s unappreciated as a late night office cleaner. She’s also still mourning her little brother Ricky, whose accidental drowning death she blames herself for. Mom still mourns too, but she numbs her depression with drugs acquired from a scumbag who repeatedly insults Kayla with offers to pay her $20 for sex. On top of everything, Kayla and her mother can’t make ends meet, which is why there’s an eviction notice attached to the door of their rat-infested apartment.
Once you’re done feeling sorry for the protagonist’s poor person problems, you eventually get to move on to her acquiring a copy of the cursed game from her geeky guy pal Isaac. Isaac has a longstanding crush on Kayla, although its only value to her is as a tool to exploit Isaac for favors. “ Choose or Die” is superficial in structure as well as story, so it’s unsurprising that the sloppy script doesn’t even realize that planting a romantic seed and not watering it makes Kayla look like an a-hole for how carelessly she treats her supposed friend.
That’s the major issue with “Choose or Die” as a whole. The movie loads up on unnecessary characters, unnecessary scenes, and unnecessary threads, leading to a disjointed narrative that hasn’t thought through the function of its fiction.
For instance, the drug dealer who comes around a couple of times to be gross and threatening is as unremarkable as antagonists get. You completely forget about him until he shows up one last time in an epilogue of sorts to get his just desserts. He’s more of an annoying nuisance than a true villain whose evil actions are meaningful enough to fully motivate a vicious act of revenge.
Resonance remains a real issue throughout “Choose or Die.” In addition to some murky mythology behind the computerized curse, there’s an ever-present corporation called Kismet that apparently owns the buildings where Kayla both lives and works, and ultimately connects to the curse too, but it isn’t clear why this company’s logo appears on everything. Jarring style choices, such as a sudden segue where a driving montage gets depicted like a level from the video game, make little rational sense. Even including a cameo from Robert Englund playing himself in a voiceover actively works against the idea of immersion. (You mean to tell me “Freddy Krueger” voiced a video game at the peak of his popularity, and that game offered a cash prize for completing it, yet no one, not a single person, knows about the game and no evidence of its existence appears online anywhere at all?)
Here’s how I can simply sum up the exasperating experience of having “Choose or Die” waft in one ear and flee immediately out of the other. I was so bored by the movie that I paused it at the 47-minute mark to check email, Twitter, and browser bookmarks. Within moments, I kid you not, I completely forgot I wasn’t done watching the film. Something like 20 more minutes passed before I thought, “Wasn’t I in the middle of something before this? Oh right, that movie…” It would have been best if “Choose or Die” stayed forgotten, because I’m never going to remember it anyway.
Review Score: 35
At least the movie only runs 70 minutes, though I suppose that extra 10 technically disqualifies it from being a literal amateur hour.