Friends that stabbed me in the goddamn back like the lying, cyberbullying bitches they are.
For you see, my tried and true friends, I watched Unfriended.
Yeah, if that poster tells you anything, it should be telling you "RUN SCREAMING FROM THIS HORRENDOUS SHITSHOW!"
So, this movie is about your standard teenage shenanigans. Faux sexting. Skype in the middle of a school night. Being young and pretty.
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Look at them. Young and Pretty. And also the bottom of the casting barrel. |
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Yeah, that's it. Tease your primary demographic. You're in a horror movie. Tits or GTFO. |
Oh, and did I mention that this entire movie takes place on a Mac screen? Because young, pretty, horrible teenagers don't know how to set up the internet in Windows, apparently. This is not about Mac vs Windows, it's about the fact that they're just reinforcing the fact that teenagers are stupid. Except for the fat stoner who, apparently, knows how to write multi-platform anti-virus software that downloads and works in 2 minutes because computers are fucking magic.
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And he REALLY likes his salsa. |
And don't get me started about the "ghost" because that shit was WEAK, yo. "Let's play a game!" Seriously? For real? You're literally going to play "Never Have I Ever" on the internet to force people to admit that they're more twisted than if an episode of Days of Our Lives managed to have a baby with Cards Against Humanity? You know that it would actually be easier on both yourself AND the audiences ears if you just went to their fucking houses individually, right? Plus we wouldn't have to stare at weak computing skills for 2 hours. How this girl wanted to get any kind of decent job after graduation is completely beyond me.
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I'm so sorry I have to look like a reject from Blair Witch. Please forgive me! |
Look, I get that this was a giant, anvilicious means of getting the anti-cyberbullying message out there but come on, now, kids. This was lazy film making and you know it. Unfriended is the world telling me that I really need to find the directors and slap them with a medium-sized tuna. For realsies, this movie isn't even "funny" bad.
Skip it, kids. Make a donation to The Trevor Project instead. You'll feel better about yourself.
I also couldn't help but think "THAT'S why you killed yourself? Poo???"
ReplyDeleteI know, right?!? I'm all "Seriously? I've done stupider things in my life than getting wasted and having a sphincter failure. This should be a badge of honor, not your reason to gargle a .45."
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