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Body and Brighton Rock: a Redbox flick at its finest.
Despite a Giallo aesthetic that doesn't suit the premise or setting, a one-dimensional and incompetent protagonist who's inexplicably superhuman when the plot requires her to be, abrupt shifts in tone and pacing, ongoing jump scares that are always telegraphed by the score (with only one that garnered any response in the theatre: uproarious laughter), a predictable third act, unresolved plot points that masquerade as red herrings, and a pointless twist ending with no setup, Body and Brighton Rock is actually a very fascinating film: it provides scientific proof of the theory of time dilation. At a mere 87 minutes, it feels like it's four hours long.
I get the sense that the screenplay was little more than a shot list. This is unfortunate, because there's no denying that director Roxanne Benjamin is a competent filmmaker. She attempts to establish her own style by recycling tried-and-true horror tropes, and there's some good ideas here. But technical aptitude is not the same as meaningful storytelling. The film is incredibly thin and would have worked best as a 20min short.
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