A writer named James, portrayed by Alexander Skarsgård, and his affluent wife Em, played by Cleopatra Coleman, are enjoying a holiday at an upscale island resort where they meet Gabi (Mia Goth) and Alban (Jalil Lespert). A group outing from their private area culminates in a drunken incident that leads to an unusual resolution involving government intervention, seemingly preventing something akin to a ritualistic killing of James. The premise is initially captivating, but the film unfortunately repeats this concept through a progressively more unrestrained and unamusing sequence of events, apparently intended to showcase various human weaknesses alongside problems with self-assurance. There's one somewhat funny moment featuring Goth on top of her car near the conclusion, yet the rest feels like an aimless, drug-fueled narrative that had me questioning its nearly two-hour length. While the script occasionally displays cleverness, it’s not frequent enough to support such a flimsy storyline, and I found myself losing interest in the characters by the midpoint—even with Skarsgård's physique being noteworthy. It seems likely this will elicit strong reactions; some audience members at the premiere laughed while others walked out—and I leaned toward that latter group. There’s really no reason to see it in a cinema.

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