http://www.imdb.com/title/tt2980592
the guest opens with a series of ridiculously sinister scenes that make it crystal clear that you are watching a "thriller" and that the bad guy is "the guest." it was just so comically done (not comical on purpose, unfortunately) that i have to acknowledge that it happened before i get on with the review proper.
i was 100% certain, based on the movie poster, that i was going to be seeing a bradley cooper movie. and you know what? i was in the mood for it. so you can imagine my surprise and chagrin when i instead found myself watching this total shitfest that did not have bradley cooper in it. the only real draw was that adolescent sense of justice where an overpowering force can sweep in and make all the assholes pay in some way that satisfies a thirteen year old's sense of poetic justice. the bar-bound jocks got beat up in a bar fight, the principle was thwarted by legal/administrative mumbo-jumbo, the gun dealer got shot with his own gun, and the hail-of-bullets thugs were taken out in a righteous storm of gunfire. the only one that did not really fit the pattern was the hot friend who took a bullet in the chest as an apparently extreme form of slut-shaming. UNJUST, saith schmolli.
oh, the music was also pretty good, but you have to be in the mood for the kind of goth music thirteen year olds listen to.
the guest gets one in the chest, as i turn the tables and do a little shaming of my own.
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