Horror fans usually love these types of anthology films. Check out our review of Southbound right here.
|Oh! How highly original! Three hot|
chicks in a broken down van.
Nowhere near as good as the first entry in that series, Southbound is a boring effort with a few genuine jump scares, creepy music, effectual visuals and numerous intertwined stories centered on the road to hell. Hoping to cash in on the successes of other chaptered genre flicks, Southbound doesn't do nearly as much for horror as V/H/S did. Lacking a conceptual hook for its viewers while moving between connected segments with no real sequeway, something is amiss from the start. It's just not that good. The stories aren't well planned. The themes are repetitive. And the characters have no real drive and kinda suck.
With atypical religious underpinnings, standardized jabs at rural zealots, and ineffectual writing that borrows too heavily from other films, Southbound never really takes off. From the onset, the movie falls flat. It's not until the midway point that the stories take off with some brutal scenes of chest cavity exploration and exploding head shots. Unfortunately, all is for naught as Southbound isn't highly original or even interesting in the slightest. In fact, it feels desperate at times with straight up, near visual and tonal theft from movies like The Strangers and numerous other modern genre classics. People hide in closets as unknown visitors stalk their prey and brutally kill them. Sound familiar? Meh.
|Dear god! I hate strawberry syrup!|
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