Well, we made it over half the month before we hit a film featuring sexual violence against women as a plot device. *deep sigh* Content warning: rape, blood, gore, self-surgery, dead animal
Jen (Matilda Anna Ingrid Lutz) thought she was getting away on a luxury vacation with her rich, married boyfriend, Richard (Kevin Janssens), until his asshole hunting buddies show up. Raped, pushed off a cliff, and left to die, Jen must re-evaluate her life choices and oh yeah, kill some motherfuckers.
Can we please just not with the entire Rape-Revenge genre? I don't care that this was written and directed by a woman. It is still incredibly male-gazey and gross. Nearly naked heavily-armed hot girls are a surprisingly wide-spread fetish, although I will give this movie credit for showing more dick than T&A.
My biggest complaint, however (besides just all of it), is that it makes zero sense. The 40-gallon tank Range Rover runs out of fuel but Richard can cruise around on a dirt bike for two days and be fine on gas? Jen is barefoot in the desert with no food or water, covering miles like a Maasai warrior? Cauterizing a wound with a beer can gives you a cool ass tattoo and also stops internal bleeding after being impaled? Peyote is an anesthetic?
It is insultingly stupid and the fact that it was lauded by critics is infuriating. It is exclusively streaming on Shudder and they can fucking keep it.
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