Review: Alyce Kills


Alyce works in a dead end job with a bitch as a boss. She lives in a shithole apartment with her landlord breathing down her neck. Her only friend thinks she has a Single White Female complex. Yeah, Alyce is a postage stamp away from going postal.

When Alyce and her friend Carol go out on the town for a night of drinking and partying, they find Carol’s boyfriend cheating on her. Distraught and looking to forget, they score some drugs, nearly have a lesbian tryst and end up on the roof where Alyce accidently, maybe, possibly pushes her friend off. Presuming she is dead, Alyce makes up a story to the police that Carol committed suicide. But Carol isn’t dead. She’s just seriously messed up and in the hospital. 

This bit of information sends Alyce into a semi-delusional state where she buys drugs from a sleazy drug dealer with sex, sees her friend in a dead state at her kitchen table, loses her job and does even worse deeds to her friend than before. Unfortunately, that’s the extent of the majority of the film with little to no horror elements happening until the last act.

Obviously, the trouble with Alyce Kills is that it moves slow. Painfully slow. Alyce’s decent into madness, which is the focus here, is plodding with little interest, zero scares and a host of psychedelic imagery or weird drug-related illusions. Plus there are just random bits of oddities scattered throughout such as:

  • Necrophilia boob touching.
  • War masturbation.
  • Random Russian roulette.
  • Hugging the dead.
  • Bat phobia.
  • Nipple lancing.
  • Weird sex fight.
  • Arm in a microwave.
  • Arm in a blender.
  • Arm in a garbage disposal.

When the final act arrives, we finally get the payoff that we were expecting from the outset of the movie – considering the title you’d think it would be more prevalent. However, Alyce Kills has moved at such a snail’s pace that at this point we don’t care and it seems like an easy way out to have her go full blown mental in the last 15 minutes – despite the fact from the get go that’s where we knew it was going.

Had some of this violent aggression been shown at the beginning or at least hinted at, instead of spending two-thirds of the movie with strange imagery and Alyce trying to deal with the accident involving her friend, then maybe it makes sense. Again, it is an easy out.

While the acting is decent, the production is pretty good, the storyline leaves a lot to be desired and probably makes it a Netflix option at best. 

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