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I don't watch shows often, but I love sci-fi. So when I stumbled upon a simple show about a global alien invasion, I thought I'd give it a try.

Well. With this one I wasn't even disappointed, since I wasn't anticipating anything, but rather confused.

The first scene was a perfectly fine setup for a mystery, which was probably shot only for the promo, since an entire two hours after this absolutely nothing even mildly interesting happens.

This show is just too experimental for me to enjoy. There are multiple groups of characters (or rather tokens) scattered all over the globe, but they all behave like a single character - a very slow, overly dramatic melancholic semi-human feelings machine.

So you're trying to watch these very hurt and constantly oppressed slow motion characters, but then bad acting comes in. And now you're listening to social media depression quotes badly delivered to you. But wait, there's more - there's no editing. Scenes start and continue to the point where the next melancholic quotes session is to be slowly delivered. At one point, a character's instant death scene makes it into a 25 second shot. This is borderline experimental.

So when I checked the second episode and it was the same slow motion discrimination of token characters, who deliver cringy dialogue in the most unconvincing way as slow as possible...This was it for me. No chance.

I don't know what the idea behind this show was, but the final product is straight unwatchable. I'd love to say something positive about this, so...I guess the production value is high. It's a shame they wasted it.

And I watched it.

Hollywood is absolutely insane. They spent nearly $400 million on the eighth installment of a franchise, and the script feels impossible to pin down-is it straight irony, or are they actually taking this seriously? It's the kind of film where you can't tell whether you're watching a serious spy thriller (because the actors are all performing as if it is) or a full-blown parody sprinkled with nostalgic "member berries"-the callbacks to dates, the resurrection of characters from 30 years ago, and countless other winks to the past.

I get that the Mission Impossible franchise has always floated somewhere between a James Bond-style spy flick and a parody of that very idea. But this film? This is either designed for an IQ range of 1-15 or it's some deep, layered post-irony so effective that you can't even recognize it anymore.

The first twenty minutes absolutely broke my brain. I started laughing maniacally at exposition-heavy dialogue scenes and at the sight of Tom Cruise-now in his 60s-hurling himself into stunts, sometimes even off-camera. And then there are the endless "remember this?" moments that rolled my eyes so far back into my skull that I thought they might get stuck there.

From those first twenty minutes onward, I couldn't believe what I was watching or hearing. The rest of the film unfolded as one of the most unintentionally brilliant parodies I've ever seen. It was hilarious precisely because of its straight-faced seriousness-talented actors delivering absurd nonsense with complete conviction. Honestly, I half expected them to go to space, as is tradition for aging blockbuster franchises desperate to escalate.

What we really got was the cinematic equivalent of a story imagined by a five-year-old-with $400 million thrown at it, along with a cast of famous actors tasked with delivering the most cringe-inducing lines imaginable.

If you were to write out the events of the film in plain text, it would probably read like one of the most insane stories ever told. And maybe that's its greatest achievement: a movie so confusing that you're never sure if you've just witnessed the dumbest blockbuster ever made, or the smartest parody hiding in plain sight.

Bring Her Back is not a film you simply watch; it's an ordeal you survive. I was not prepared for this audacious fusion of supernatural terror and profound psychological horror. It plunges you into an abyss of human suffering so bleak, so utterly brutal, that it leaves you gasping for air, your spirit thoroughly crushed. This isn't just a movie; it's an experience that tattoos itself onto your psyche.

Many scenes were excruciating to witness, not because of gratuitous, in-your-face gore, but because of the suffocating, absolute despair of the situations unfolding on screen. The film excels at crafting a pervasive sense of hopelessness that is far more disturbing than any jump scare. Imagine the cinematic equivalent of a panic attack in a funeral home-that's the territory we're in. It's as if Darren Aronofsky decided to direct a supernatural horror film, resulting in a spiritual sibling to Requiem for a Dream. The horror here is not in the monster, but in the raw, unfiltered agony of its characters.

I have seen countless horror films, and this one came perilously close to perfection. It is held back only by a handful of fumbles in its final act. The ending, while thematically resonant, lacked the emotional focus that the preceding hour so masterfully built, feeling somewhat disconnected from the visceral journey. This was compounded by some awkward editing choices that fractured the climax's momentum and a musical score that, while serviceable, yearned for a more powerful and haunting presence to elevate the dread to its zenith.

Despite these flaws, Bring Her Back is an unforgettable and formidable piece of filmmaking. It's a harrowing, challenging, and deeply unsettling work that will linger long after the credits roll. The film solidifies its place as one of the most impactful horror experiences in my recent memory.

You are not ready for this.