The worst film I saw at Sundance 2017. Two stars may be too generous, but I'll give one to Dave Bautista for expanding his range like we've never seen and Brittany Snow for being a champ. Buschwick is stupid, nonsensical, and utterly undisciplined - none of which are necessarily bad things - except when it's boring. Attempting the illusion of one unbroken take ala Rope, this feels like an expensive student film.
Meticulous action choreography, camera work and sound design - along with unobtrusive edits - keep the pace up and the atmosphere flowing between scenes, letting up occasionally for deeper character moments. Bautista handles those moments with a newfound brilliance, as well as flexing his usual physical expertise. The mirror this film holds to the present steeps it in tragic realism. A powerful and bleak prophecy.