Blumhouse’s track record when it comes to consistently delivering quality horror films is hard to gauge. Jason Blum manages to produce a large number of movies on tight budgets, which provides some safety in case a film doesn't perform well. Usually, that works out fine, since Blumhouse occasionally releases PG-13 horror movies—and just putting that rating on a horror movie automatically brings in money. However, this doesn’t account for personal taste; fans like myself sometimes find ourselves confused by what gets released under the Blumhouse banner. With an unusual collection of films to its credit, we've seen titles such as *Halloween*, *Get Out*, and debatably *The Purge*, and with a brilliant film like *The Invisible Man* having come out recently, it’s truly puzzling that something like *Fantasy Island* is also from the same studio. No production company or director is perfect; we've all seen some terrible movies made by filmmakers we trust (except for Jordan Peele, of course!). Blumhouse isn’t an exception—it’s not uncommon for them to release at least one truly awful film each year, films that could easily be considered among the worst in the genre. Overall, Blumhouse is quite successful, and rarely produces a complete failure; but if you see that recognizable brand attached to the beginning of a movie title like *Blumhouse's Truth or Dare* or *Blumhouse’s Fantasy Island*, know that what you're about to watch will be 100 minutes of mind-numbing torture. Let’s make one thing clear: *Fantasy Island* is campy. The problem is, it doesn't seem to realize this, which is ridiculous considering its overconfident presentation. What we get is a poorly constructed and often confusing experience that is so unaware of its own unique charm and silliness that these qualities become serious drawbacks. If *Fantasy Island* embraced its brand of absurdity, the movie would be much more enjoyable, but instead it takes itself too seriously and frequently gets lost in its own convoluted plot. Some elements are promising, with the overall story being somewhat intriguing, but the execution and overstuffed production prevent anything above average from becoming more than ill-conceived and clumsy. The biggest issue is that it never knows what it is or what it's trying to be. It doesn’t quite succeed as a jump-scare driven horror film, nor does it fully realize its attempt at a trippy, *Midsommar*-esque science fiction style that it tries so hard to balance. *Fantasy Island* is first and foremost a generically dull experience, one that feels like three underwhelming scripts haphazardly stitched together like a cheap imitation of the Leatherface mask. The final product is quite puzzling—it struggles to establish its own identity, which inevitably affects the viewer, resulting in a nonsensical, head-scratchingly empty experience that is as awkward as it is cheesy. Word to the wise: Like *Truth or Dare*, if Blumhouse puts their name on a film like they’re Clive Barker, save yourself some time and skip it. This is one vacation you definitely want to cancel.

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