The best kind of horror is horror in spite of itself. This movie defines horror in spite of itself. It’s like Scream and The Truman Show got together and had a beautiful baby.
In fact one of the male leads could be Jim Carrey. If Jim Carrey smoked A LOT of weed.
Yes, unfortunately in some cases it must go to that great length of blood and gore to prove it’s point, but I forgive it. And if you don’t realize early on it’s making a mockery of itself–which could easily happen—it would be easy to dislike it.