Directed by Eric Wostenberg. Written by David Nahmod. Starring Travis Van Winkle, John Bregar, Tamara Feldman, Mircea Monroe, Tricia Helfer and Eric Roberts.
Plot: college students sign up to test a new allergy drug, but end up fighting for their lives.
Also called Bloodwork and Phase One depending on where you live. Greg (Van Winkle) and his friend, Rob (Bregar) sign up for the trial for the money. Isn’t that why most of us would participate? They can make $3000 a piece. So, they meet the other participants and begin taking the drug. Then, strange things begin to happen. They find worms in their food and roaches in their beds, but no one seems to care. Except Greg that is. While the others simply lose their shit.
Turns out the drug is not for allergies (NO!), but rather a regenerative drug. It boosts recovery rates of illnesses and injuries while lowering inhibitions. And the reason Greg isn’t feeling it is because he’s the one subject that was given a placebo. Like, excuse me, they would never just have one person in the control group, but whatever. Let’s move onto other reasons this movie sucks.
Basically it’s a mass government conspiracy. As it always is with movies like this. And SPOILER ALERT, white one doctor (Helfer) has a crisis of conscience and decides to reverse the effects of the drug on Rob, she’s killed by other participants who don’t want it reversed. Then, Rob and Greg have to fight their way through the building when the Big Bad (Roberts) comes to cleanse the place. And just as they think they’ve gotten away, HA HA! nope.
I suppose I could list my favorite movies here, but instead I'll give you a strange glimpse into what makes me TaraRomero.
1. I met George Romero. He was the kindest and sweetest man. He talked to me for longer than he should have with the line getting longer. He also held my hand. And when he noticed the ladybug I have tattooed on my wrist, he said he liked it and asked me it's name. Till then, it had not had a name. Now, I call him George.
2. I love stickers. All stickers. I just adore them. I even ask for stickers for Christmas! As a matter of fact, the birthday that just past, every member of my immediate family gave me sticker packs as gifts. Affordable and extremely appreciated.
3. I have never put much stock in astrology or horoscopes, but I LOVE the magic of the MBTI. Omg. I am an INFP and it actually sounds just like me. Introverted mostly. Creative always. Heart before head and not the most logical. Totally me! For better or worse.
4. It's no surprise I count horror so high up on the list of things that make me, me. However, it's so within my soul that I was part of the Horror Club in college. Interesting bunch. And even took a Horror Lit class as an elective. I got an A.
5. Coffee always makes me happy. Always. I'm particularly fond of caramel macchiatos. But I'll drink black coffee if it's the only thing available.
6. I hate shock for the sake of shock and endings that depress me. I always mention the movies Within (2016) and the Eli Roth produced, written and starred in, Aftershock (2012), as proof of this distate I have. I abhor the idea that just because I like horror, some people think I'd actually praise a movie that lets you think the "Final Girl" just made it through the night, only to slap her in the face with a tsunami.
7. We are big time animal people. I mean, if I could, I'd have an elephant, a bear, a zebra, a penguin, an otter and a meerkat, living with me. Seriously though. We have 2 dogs right now and 2 cats. Both cats we picked up when they each came to our front door hungry. And both dogs we got from 2 different sets of neighbors. Both who, unfortunately, don't know how to care for pets long-term. But they're happy and healthy now!!
8. Revisiting my love of horror, one of the above cats, my cat, is a little black guy named Church. Because Pet Sematary. His middle name is even Pascow. To give credit where credit's due, the name was DJ's idea. But he loves horror too!
9. I'm big into art. Along with movie posters and an Anne Frank quote, I have some actual paintings on my wall. I really think Dali paints beautifully when he wants to. And if I don't get to see Michaelangelo's Pieta in person some day, I will be very disappointed.
10. Lastly, I find Emily Dickinson's poetry intriguing. I took an elective course about her as well. But do you know I injected horror even there? I was given a poem to dissect and I picked one on death, of course. Then, I researched old "Death Photos" and even printed out copies for everyone in the class. They were so interested in looking at them that it stopped them from all looking at me, and I was able to deal quite well with my stage fright. Haha
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