There are bunch of miserable, degenerate people requisite for this kind of sleezefest, but what was up with the abrupt, momentary tone switch? First, it's serious, about a young woman being forced into an abortion she clearly has a lot of reservations about (she wanted to put the baby up for adoption)--for her incredibly pushy, selfish boyfriend--then it suddenly goes goofy with a "dominatrix" (the worst I've ever seen, as she does NOT do her job), complete with goofy sound effects. Then back to the "serious" story. I made the mistake of keeping it going as I wrote this, so I got a scene of them flushing the girl's baby down the toilet (the chick was second trimester). This movie seems to want it both ways, to have an exaggerated conservative image of abortion while also an exaggerated liberal image of abortion (before the mutant killer baby) when there are no legal options.
But, whatever, I figured I might as well keep going. There must be a LOT of murders in the brothel because their attitude towards two separate instances of people being murdered right in front of them/seeing murdered bodies garners no reaction beyond violent irritation. Then, the house is suddenly a Jigsaw trap in that they cannot escape it. Oh, and it does the "black person dies first, brown person dies second" horror trope. THEN, it kills the black guy who seemed like a character from an entirely different movie (in which he'd be the hero), leaving us with the sarcastic prostitute who makes fun of every effort, the misogynistic, privileged customer who keeps spitting abusive language at the prostitutes, the misogynistic, insecure brothel worker who keeps spitting abusive language at the prostitutes and goes psycho on everyone, the madam who's chill about everything, the young woman whose baby was aborted and her boyfriend (who suddenly become more like background characters and never address how his force caused that situation in the first place), and a couple other prostitutes. The only character who ultimately made me feel any empathy was the prostitute who commits suicide after the trauma of being goaded into accidentally killing her friend and because the overall hopelessness of the situation. Then, after everything, they throw in some rape of a mental patient when the final girl survives.
There is no bright spot in this film. The only things I liked were the selfish boyfriend's sweater, the final girl's pink dress, and Candy's tacky aunt aesthetic. The monster baby actually doesn't look bad, either, especially when it's big, and the acting of the brothel characters wasn't bad for the people they were playing and the kind of film. I've seen far worst acting in modern, better budgeted films, so it was passable. The gun has worse effects, as it fires with no muzzle flash at times and has infinite ammo. The random scene they show during the credits seems to be absolutely extraneous, but it provides some good FX of a person's head getting melted off. What that had to do with anything is anyone's guess, though.
But, whatever, I figured I might as well keep going. There must be a LOT of murders in the brothel because their attitude towards two separate instances of people being murdered right in front of them/seeing murdered bodies garners no reaction beyond violent irritation. Then, the house is suddenly a Jigsaw trap in that they cannot escape it. Oh, and it does the "black person dies first, brown person dies second" horror trope. THEN, it kills the black guy who seemed like a character from an entirely different movie (in which he'd be the hero), leaving us with the sarcastic prostitute who makes fun of every effort, the misogynistic, privileged customer who keeps spitting abusive language at the prostitutes, the misogynistic, insecure brothel worker who keeps spitting abusive language at the prostitutes and goes psycho on everyone, the madam who's chill about everything, the young woman whose baby was aborted and her boyfriend (who suddenly become more like background characters and never address how his force caused that situation in the first place), and a couple other prostitutes. The only character who ultimately made me feel any empathy was the prostitute who commits suicide after the trauma of being goaded into accidentally killing her friend and because the overall hopelessness of the situation. Then, after everything, they throw in some rape of a mental patient when the final girl survives.
There is no bright spot in this film. The only things I liked were the selfish boyfriend's sweater, the final girl's pink dress, and Candy's tacky aunt aesthetic. The monster baby actually doesn't look bad, either, especially when it's big, and the acting of the brothel characters wasn't bad for the people they were playing and the kind of film. I've seen far worst acting in modern, better budgeted films, so it was passable. The gun has worse effects, as it fires with no muzzle flash at times and has infinite ammo. The random scene they show during the credits seems to be absolutely extraneous, but it provides some good FX of a person's head getting melted off. What that had to do with anything is anyone's guess, though.