THE STORY:
Milton is lured by Skyler from rehab to a remote cabin in the woods to cook crystal meth for her and her psycho ex-cop boyfriend, Russell. But after one of them dies in a violent confrontation, all three awaken the next day completely unharmed. They soon realise they are re-living the day before and would continue to do so forever, unless they figure a way out…
Normally I would say, “Kudos!” for landing such an experienced composer but the soundtrack sucks cheesy dick. And the script supervisor’s head must’ve been entirely consumed by their own asshole because the film’s story doesn’t truly kick in until 20 minutes too late, resulting in the rest of the movie feeling overly long. Very fucking painfully overly fucking long!
And what is the deal with all these completely unlikeable characters? Who gives a fuck if they are villains? Unless they rape dogs and kill kids, or vice-a-versa, the whole lame-ass “you’re not supposed to like them” excuse really doesn’t fucking cut it.
That said, it’s a shame that Punch has been finger-banged by so many glaring fuck-ups because beyond all the clumsy shite is a movie that one could really learn to love. When the story FINALLY kicks in at around the goddamn 40-minute mark, we are rewarded with a flow of laughter and bloody murder. Not only that but ya know those aforementioned completely unlikeables? You get to watch the worst one die over and over and over.
Aside from Deathgasm’s Milo Cawthorne, who plays the lead character, Milton, so fittingly, the cast could with a serious overhaul. Most of them are badly-costumed douches and Milo’s leading lady, Skyler…probably should’ve been played by someone with a more mature air about them.
Oh, and the cigarettes… How does this bitch not drop dead from lung cancer every single damn day? Girl is a frickin’ chimney! I dare anyone to count how many times the woman lights up. Usually I’d suggest making a drinking game out of it, but you ain’t waking up the next morning if you play this one.
LAST WORDS:
It’s better than most of the crud that passes through the Snakebite offices. And it has a nice attention-seeking name. Blood Punch! What it has to do with the actual movie, I do not know… I guess it was better than Super Dumb Groundhog Day.
Milton is lured by Skyler from rehab to a remote cabin in the woods to cook crystal meth for her and her psycho ex-cop boyfriend, Russell. But after one of them dies in a violent confrontation, all three awaken the next day completely unharmed. They soon realise they are re-living the day before and would continue to do so forever, unless they figure a way out…
Normally I would say, “Kudos!” for landing such an experienced composer but the soundtrack sucks cheesy dick. And the script supervisor’s head must’ve been entirely consumed by their own asshole because the film’s story doesn’t truly kick in until 20 minutes too late, resulting in the rest of the movie feeling overly long. Very fucking painfully overly fucking long!
And what is the deal with all these completely unlikeable characters? Who gives a fuck if they are villains? Unless they rape dogs and kill kids, or vice-a-versa, the whole lame-ass “you’re not supposed to like them” excuse really doesn’t fucking cut it.
That said, it’s a shame that Punch has been finger-banged by so many glaring fuck-ups because beyond all the clumsy shite is a movie that one could really learn to love. When the story FINALLY kicks in at around the goddamn 40-minute mark, we are rewarded with a flow of laughter and bloody murder. Not only that but ya know those aforementioned completely unlikeables? You get to watch the worst one die over and over and over.
Aside from Deathgasm’s Milo Cawthorne, who plays the lead character, Milton, so fittingly, the cast could with a serious overhaul. Most of them are badly-costumed douches and Milo’s leading lady, Skyler…probably should’ve been played by someone with a more mature air about them.
Oh, and the cigarettes… How does this bitch not drop dead from lung cancer every single damn day? Girl is a frickin’ chimney! I dare anyone to count how many times the woman lights up. Usually I’d suggest making a drinking game out of it, but you ain’t waking up the next morning if you play this one.
LAST WORDS:
It’s better than most of the crud that passes through the Snakebite offices. And it has a nice attention-seeking name. Blood Punch! What it has to do with the actual movie, I do not know… I guess it was better than Super Dumb Groundhog Day.
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