The film seems to try and comment on the tiredness of the found footage genre, trying to do something a little different with it in order to be original, but in the end it is still the same cliches, in a needlessly convoluted film. Instead of focusing on horror and the simple, unoriginal, but nonetheless effective premise, the film goes on an exploration of the truthfulness of not only the found footage, but the footage about the found footage. It is just pointless and annoying. I am one of those people who will gladly watch found footage, if it is well made. I don't require from this genre to evolve. It is fairly simple. It has that wonderful documentary quality, it is cheap to make, and talented people with a small budget can make quite enjoyable films within this format. The fake documentary posing as 'real' footage gimmick is ok, as far as I'm concerned. And if you can make the audience forget about it, and get immersed in what's happening, congratulations, you have a very successful film on your hands. This film, however, seemed contrived from beginning to end, and the meta quality of the film, exploring the genre itself, doesn't really work for me. I say keep it simple, but make it scary. It's enough.
Review of Butterfly Kisses
