Ten year(?) high school reunion weekend, and the plan is drinks and catching up on Friday night, paintball on Saturday morning. One woman wasn’t planning on showing up at all, but then she’s there, and then she gets dragged into the paintball team.
The paintball tournament starts, and then the shit hits the fan. Up until that point, it’s a comedy. But even once dead people start turning up, it still hangs on to the comedy, which is stupid. We have dead people all over the place, people with their eyes gouged out, people exploding on landmines, and the rest of ’em are making jokes about all of it.
I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again- comedy/horrors aren’t horror movies. They’re comedies with a bunch of blood and guts. Because the horror of horror movies springs from the fear. These comedies might have blood and guts, but there is no fear in them.
This one tries to be clever. And I know it’s completely subjective, and I know many people do like comedy/horrors. But I have no use for them at all. As a comedy/horror, I guess this one is OK, if you like that sort of thing. For me, it would have been better as a straight slasher, in which case it would have had a similar theme to a couple Jamie Lee Curtis classics, Prom Night and Terror Train. Instead, we get to laugh it up while fishing through somebody else’s intestines with bare hands.
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