Ever so rarely does a film so jaw-clenchingly vexatious on the onset ever end well for me. Writer-director Adam Rehmeier’s film began, and thirty minutes in I was cringing. We’re introduced to two vapid caricatures and we wince at the notion that we will have to spend nearly two hours with them as the story meanders listlessly. 

However, the two vapid–or so I thought–caricatures eventually meet up, and become the players of the biggest plot twist of 2020 so far: a film that I hated so much in its opening minutes ended up winning my heart in the end. Heck, it’s impossible to believe that this charmer came from the mind behind 2011’s exploitative “The Bunny Game”. Continue reading Fantasia Film Festival Review: Dinner in America