I couldn’t follow this one. I tried, honestly I did. Okay so
became bored and started checking my email. Nevertheless, it is not really my
fault that I become distracted. In the first ten minutes, the movie is constituted by an overly-long set
of opening credits, a sequence in which someone inexplicitly bleeds to death, followed
by a high-school sequence that reminded me of the opening of 2001 Maniacs. Not a promising start, and
the film continues in much the same way. Someone goes indoor climbing and
starts bleeding. Their climbing buddy shouts “what the f**k is going on?”. I do
not think that the statement was intentionally self-reflexive. The few
recognisable faces from recent horror movies (John Jarratt from Wolf Creek, Michael Dorman from Triangle, Nathaniel Buzolic from The Vampire
Diaries) do not help. In fact, their presence makes this feel even more
like a disjointed conflation of “bits” that have been inexpertly stitched
together. There is some lame wrap up to suggest coherent motivation, but
ultimately Needle just needs to get
to the point. as it stands, the movie is unfocused piffle.
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