Story: 0.75/2 - Direction & Pace: 1.00 & 1.00/4 - Performances 1.25/2 - Entertainment 1.25/2
Total - 5.25/10
Ah, 'Alone at Night,' the film that promised a thrilling journey into the world of intelligent slasher cinema but left me questioning the characters and wondering if they penned the script during a blackout.
To begin with, let's address the elephant in the room - the script. I haven't seen a narrative this cringe-worthy since accidentally stumbling upon a high school play. The damsel in distress complaining about the lack of internet while being online every day is a plot twist even M. Night Shyamalan wouldn't dare attempt. It's as if the writers attended a crash course in irony and failed spectacularly.
Now, let's talk about the electrocution scene, a masterpiece in unintentional comedy. I haven't laughed that hard since my grandma tried to use a touchscreen phone for the first time. The prolonged shock-fest should've been intense, terrifying, and exciting but resembled a botched attempt at electrifying the audience with awkward chuckles.
The direction had its shining moments, like a diamond in the rough, but it desperately needed smoothing out. I appreciated the lighting and the above mediocre composition, yet it suffered from a single pace.
As for the performers, they almost saved the day. Alas, overacting and weak character construction proved to be their kryptonite. The bad guy, in particular, felt like a rejected Bond villain auditioning for a community theatre production. I half-expected him to break into a monologue about world domination while sipping a martini.
'Alone at Night' is a modern sexploitation film that tries to rise above mediocrity and, in some aspects, succeeds. The cinematography is commendable, and the presentation is solid, like a B-list actor giving their all in a C-list movie. It's a one-time watch, an experience that will make you raise an eyebrow and ponder the choices that steered you to this cinematic crossroads. Return for a second viewing? I'd sooner elect a turkey for the presidency.
Total - 5.25/10
Ah, 'Alone at Night,' the film that promised a thrilling journey into the world of intelligent slasher cinema but left me questioning the characters and wondering if they penned the script during a blackout.
To begin with, let's address the elephant in the room - the script. I haven't seen a narrative this cringe-worthy since accidentally stumbling upon a high school play. The damsel in distress complaining about the lack of internet while being online every day is a plot twist even M. Night Shyamalan wouldn't dare attempt. It's as if the writers attended a crash course in irony and failed spectacularly.
Now, let's talk about the electrocution scene, a masterpiece in unintentional comedy. I haven't laughed that hard since my grandma tried to use a touchscreen phone for the first time. The prolonged shock-fest should've been intense, terrifying, and exciting but resembled a botched attempt at electrifying the audience with awkward chuckles.
The direction had its shining moments, like a diamond in the rough, but it desperately needed smoothing out. I appreciated the lighting and the above mediocre composition, yet it suffered from a single pace.
As for the performers, they almost saved the day. Alas, overacting and weak character construction proved to be their kryptonite. The bad guy, in particular, felt like a rejected Bond villain auditioning for a community theatre production. I half-expected him to break into a monologue about world domination while sipping a martini.
'Alone at Night' is a modern sexploitation film that tries to rise above mediocrity and, in some aspects, succeeds. The cinematography is commendable, and the presentation is solid, like a B-list actor giving their all in a C-list movie. It's a one-time watch, an experience that will make you raise an eyebrow and ponder the choices that steered you to this cinematic crossroads. Return for a second viewing? I'd sooner elect a turkey for the presidency.