No One Lives Movie Review
Bad guys mess with the wrong man - an even badder guy - in the horror-thriller No One Lives, which means you're left with a movie with no protagonists and no reason to care about who lives and who dies. Throw in poor writing and worse acting and you have a ménage à trois of awfulness.
The movie's big twist comes fairly early in the movie, though if you've seen the trailer - which I hadn't - the surprise shouldn't be too great. While I still don't get why the one woman cuts her own throat, director Ryûhei Kitamura (Midnight Meat Train) puts a good spin on what otherwise would be a pretty average revenge thriller.
That's the good news.
Unfortunately, No One Lives soon becomes a typical slasher film where the characters are killed off one by one, often in a very gory way. The gore is good, but less appetizing is the stilted acting and writing which, will not uncommon to the genre, is so bad that I didn't care for a single character. Even Adelaide Clemens (The Great Gatsby), who plays the one innocent in the entire story, doesn't offer much reason for the audience to care whether she lives or dies. Instead, she just voices various comments like, "You are all going to die."
No one likes a party pooper.
Genre fans may be able to overlook the movie's flaws to some degree, but No One Lives is an ultimately forgettable effort because of them. No One Lives should have been No One Cares.
Review by Erik Samdahl unless otherwise indicated.