A germophobe nursing student begins to be inexplicably attacked by people around her wherever she goes.
Don’t watch this movie. I mean it. And especially, don’t eat while watching this movie.
I have watched thousands, maybe tens of thousands, of horror movies over the years, some pretty intense.
This movie goes places most horror movies never do, and certainly no mainstream horror movie, or movie of any genre that I’ve seen.
This one is different, that much can be said confidently. It’s memorable. For whatever “different” and “memorable” are worth.
I’ve seen horror movies with tons of blood. Tons of viscera. “The Exorcist” made vomit a cliche in certain subgenres. The overdone zombie genre has certainly showed people being disemboweled in virtually every graphic, disgusting way possible.
Cards on the table: someone involved with making this movie had to be a coprophile. Full stop.
This movie has little blood or vomit or gore. What it has instead is shit. Not metaphorical shit, I mean solid human excrement, and lots of it. People covered in it. And yes, people eating it. If you are at all squeamish about filthy public restrooms you will see some true nightmare scenarios in this.
I have not seen a horror movie that has gone there before. This one is definitely different from every other movie in that way. And I suppose that’s what horror is supposed to do, right? Hit us where we’re uncomfortable? But….. uggh.
Ok, now, the big difference having been gotten out of the way: the production is ok but not great. Pretty obviously an amateurish production. Not the very worst acting, probably around the better end of what I call “USA Up All Nite” quality. The lead actress is alright, I wouldn’t be surprised to see her in something again.
I will say this, or rather, these two things: 1.) I did not enjoy this movie. And, 2.) it’s one of the few movies I was ever inclined to immediately go back to the beginning and start again to catch what details I missed.
This was as viscerally repulsive as it gets, and I have to say, going about that in such a way that was so taboo even by the conventions of the horror genre fascinated me.
Horror is supposed to be horrifying, right? Well, this is more revolting than horrifying, but, close enough?
It’s, uh, different.
But, boy, you’ve been warned. It’s not even that good a movie (although not complete trash, either—it’s bad, but I’ve seen far, far worse.)
It’s just, different. After the many horror movies I’ve watched over the course of my entire life, it’s not often I see one that contains images that I’m sincerely worried will give me nightmares. They found viscerally disturbing things to put in a horror movie that I wasn’t already inured to a lifetime ago. So, it gets credit just for that.