She Dies Tomorrow

I’d rather watch paint dry than see this movie again. Calling it a slow burn implies something is on fire, but in this case it’s a garbage fire. There’s nothing cerebral or deep here, it’s just trying really hard and failing to say something like ”live each day as if it’s your last” which in itself is a stupid way to live your life.

"What if death was contagious?" This is basically the premise. It's essentially "The Final Destination" if it was a more cerebral slow-burn art-house film with adults instead of teens. If that last sentence offends you, you'll love it. If it makes you take pause, then you probably won't.