As a result, it makes it hard to care about her or any of the tortures she endures.
To his credit, Turi tries hard to shake up the formula, briefly dipping into the Cronenbergian pool of body horror with imagery straight out of Videodrome. The ending, though, well…let’s just say that Turi crosses the existentialism of Martyrs with the celestial earnestness of a Mike Cahill feature, and the result is approximately as unsuccessful as that sounds.Īnd while not entirely original, it certainly brings some much-needed variety to the proceedings, even offering a few moments of goopy gore to keep the viewer engaged. Weiss doesn’t have much of a character to play, but she at least gives her all to a physically demanding performance. It’s just too bad it’s in service of a film that - particularly frustrating for a genre work - more than lives up to its title. Truly, the only thing viewers need from a film like Meander, at least to achieve a basic baseline, is to watch random people get killed in unique and vicious ways. Turi would be wise to forego the Chicken Soup for the Soul shenanigans next time. Necessary cookies are absolutely essential for the website to function properly. These cookies ensure basic functionalities and security features of the website, anonymously. This cookie is set by GDPR Cookie Consent plugin. The cookie is used to store the user consent for the cookies in the category "Analytics".
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