Slice (dir. Austin Vesely, 2018)
Lame.
It’s a horror comedy that fails at both. It’s not frightening at all, and the comedy is low energy and much more droll than this sort of thing needs to be. No idea in the film really gels into anything meaningful. The supernatural openly exists in this world, but never feels like it particularly matters. The city of Kingfisher has a massive population of ghosts, which here seems to mean corporeal dead people who are kind of pasty looking, never gels into anything. Are they supposed to be an oppressed minority, people pushed out by gentrification, just a bunch of ghosts? The famous members of the cast–Chance Bennett, Zazie Beetz, Paul Scheer, and Chris Parnell among them–are all above working in this, and the up-and-comers don’t need this on their resume either. The film completed filming in 2016, sat on the shelf for at least a year before being picked up from distribution by A24, got a limited theater run in September, and was dumped to video-on-demand a month later.
The soundtrack’s decent, I guess?
October 20, 2018
oliveresque 