Friends that have been together for a very long span of time usually have a pretty lengthy and detailed history with one another. If one of them starts to stray or grow apart from the other, things get strained and bad things start to take place. For Sadie and McKayla, Jordan starts making things muddy by dating Sadie while McKayla still wants to continue along with killing people to make videos and gain views on their social media site they have called Tragedy Girls. Zits and zombies, I enjoyed this flick way more than I expected. Especially since I randomly just picked this out of a bunch of assorted horror streams currently being offered on Hulu Plus. The cinematography is very clean, bright and vibrant, the music and sound design is top notch and technically there is nothing about the Tragedy Girls to complain about. Actually, now that I think about it-there isn't much of anything to complain about in general about this movie except for maybe there should have been a little more gore, more of Craig Robinson's character Big Al, and I thought that the ending was something that any audience viewing this will probably pick up on sooner than later. The dynamic between the two girls stays solid throughout and it picks up even more so after the actual serial killer that they have been holding captive the entire time finally brakes free and goes to the prom as McKayla's "date". Basically, they have a fascination with serial killers, but they also kill and film people to make videos and post on their social media site as a way to get likes, subs and viewers. So, yeah-friends who slay together really do stay together.
"Parking it" is always a great experience.
Classic-machete to the face.
Wow-who's more fucked up? The girls or the serial killer?
I normally don't care, but this Sheriff's outfit is straight from a Halloween store.
Martyrs is a great horror flick from France.
Damn, now I want an ICEE.
Cliques and "in crowds" can kiss my gore drenched ass.
That dude's leg is broke. Well, that doesn't matter now.
Cheerleaders have always been bitches.
Way to blow your cover, ladies.
A killers work is never done.
The kills in Tragedy Girls are really mean spirited and selfish because these two just want to do it for popularity's sake. My favorite is probably when the lead cheerleaders head gets split in-two by a table saw, even though the gore is actually CGI instead of practical. It still looks good for how it was pulled off, I just wish it was done by hand. The budget probably didn't allow it. There are some other lies and twists where Sadie was actually trying to get McKayla's phone back from Jordan taking it out of her purse, only to find out that he likes her, they kiss, the serial killer breaks in and tries to kill them and gets shot and Sadie takes the credit as being a hero and saving the Sheriff's son. Damn. There is a lot to sort through with Tragedy Girls, but once it's all figured out-it's still bro's before hoes. Or bitches before witches. Or whatever. You get it. I need to catch that new Dahmer documentary before I miss it. Laters.
"Parking it" is always a great experience.
Classic-machete to the face.
Wow-who's more fucked up? The girls or the serial killer?
I normally don't care, but this Sheriff's outfit is straight from a Halloween store.
Martyrs is a great horror flick from France.
Damn, now I want an ICEE.
Cliques and "in crowds" can kiss my gore drenched ass.
That dude's leg is broke. Well, that doesn't matter now.
Cheerleaders have always been bitches.
Way to blow your cover, ladies.
A killers work is never done.
The kills in Tragedy Girls are really mean spirited and selfish because these two just want to do it for popularity's sake. My favorite is probably when the lead cheerleaders head gets split in-two by a table saw, even though the gore is actually CGI instead of practical. It still looks good for how it was pulled off, I just wish it was done by hand. The budget probably didn't allow it. There are some other lies and twists where Sadie was actually trying to get McKayla's phone back from Jordan taking it out of her purse, only to find out that he likes her, they kiss, the serial killer breaks in and tries to kill them and gets shot and Sadie takes the credit as being a hero and saving the Sheriff's son. Damn. There is a lot to sort through with Tragedy Girls, but once it's all figured out-it's still bro's before hoes. Or bitches before witches. Or whatever. You get it. I need to catch that new Dahmer documentary before I miss it. Laters.
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