Truth or Dare

According to the opening credits, this movie’s full title is Blumhouse’s Truth or Dare. As those familiar the last couple of years of American horror cinema might know, Blumhouse has been a major power player for the genre, releasing original and refreshing features while managing to turn them into big money makers. The studio’s well-fought pedigree certainly deserves above-title representation at this point, but the choice of project to put this into practice is a major misstep. A modern horror masterpiece in its own right, last year’s Get Out was the cinematic cultural event of the year, certainly worthy of similar branding by Blumhouse. Yet the studio decides to reserve that honor for Truth or Dare, a neutered, vanilla, predictable, unintentionally silly, and intentionally aggravating PG-13 Final Destination knock-off. Someone at the marketing department needs to be fired.
Taking the Ouija route, Truth or Date turns yet another early teen sleepover game into an attempt to lazily scare an audience of similar age. The 11- to 14-year-old crowd might get simple forgettable thrills out of it, but anyone slightly older and with any experience with the genre won’t find anything remotely new or challenging. The premise follows do-gooder college student Olivia (Lucy Hale) meeting a hunky dude named Carter (Landon Liboiron) while on spring break vacation with her “peers” who suspiciously look like they’re in their early 30s. Carter takes the drunken partiers to a spooooky abandoned church to play a game of truth or dare. Wouldn’t you know it, the game follows them back home through some kind of supernatural evil, where Lucy and her friends now have to either play the game or die horribly.
The way the game approaches our hapless victims is executed through a hilarious bit of lazy special effects work. Whenever the evil force wants to force this set of rejects from the “pretty and bland slasher flick actor” catalogue into playing, it possesses people and gives them a creepy CGI smile. To liken this effect to a Snapchat filter would give it too much credit, so I’ll take this route: Open Photo Booth on your Mac, turn on the Squeeze effect, put on a big unsettling grin, and voila, you now have as much CG Hollywood wizardry experience as the SFX crew on Truth or Dare. The fact that this effect appears at a rate of twice per minute really doesn’t help the movie’s obvious goal of being taken seriously as a legitimately scary modern slasher flick.
Instead of the mysterious ghostly force using Rube Goldberg-like contraptions to kill its victims, the way it was in Final Destination, it possesses the character who refuses to play or fails at the game and makes them commit suicide in over-the-top ways. And just like in the Final Destination movies, there’s an overcomplicated system about whose turn it is to die, this time going by the turns the characters took during the game, instead of how they would have died before they cheated death. Truth or Dare follows the Final Destination formula so closely, that I wouldn’t be surprised if the production meetings twirled around the idea of turning it into an official spin-off. Of course the point of the Final Destination movies was to use its flimsy premise as an excuse to stack as many creatively grotesque kill scenes after the other. Because of Truth or Dare’s PG-13 rating, we don’t even get to see the screen splattered in blood and guts, the minimum requirement we’d expect from such a dumb straight genre project.