P2 is just another cliche ridden, Hollywood manufactured piece of crap. It's the type of movie that screams "Gimme money!", but it's not earning any. Why does Hollywood continue to manufacture these little turds? It's still a mystery.
The plot of P2 could never be more simple. A woman (Rachel Nicholson), who is possibly the least likeable character ever, gets stuck at her job on Christmas Eve when a parking attendant (Wes Bentley who has quite honestly seen better days) kidnaps her and keeps her in the security office. The characters and story is very black and white; it's way too simple for any audience.
P2 is the kind of movie that didn't need to be gory, but is anyway. Although Alexandre Aja produced the film possibly contributing to the level of blood, it still was unecessary. Aja clearly demonstrated in High Tension that he could use blood to his advantage, but here, not so much. A guy gets hit by a car so hard that his guts completely spill out of him. Gross and not plot essential at all. Our main character reaches for her cellphone and loses her nail in the process. Idiotic and senseless.
The movie moves and an extremely slow pace. This is a mainstream horror film so you would think it would be very fast because the audience can't handle a slow pace. Well, it isn't that way. Nothing happens for a long half hour and the movie is only an hour and half. What gives?
P2 is one of those movies you see once and vow never to see again. I came, I saw, I slept, I laughed. The poster may claim to reach "a new level of fear", but I think I just discovered a new level of boredom.
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