Casey is not ready for marriage. A realisation that becomes all the more clearer when a bite from her Costa Rican vacay begins to transform her into some form of insect-human hybrid. And this creature does not like company…
Casey is the ideal candidate to descend head long into such a gruesome metamorphosis. What does she have to fight for? The mother figure who can’t stand her? The best friend who has no regard for her well-being? The future husband she can’t commit to? To top it all, she’s an unremarkable selfish nobody that does not even have the fight in her to spare the one friend who genuinely cares for her. This isn’t character development. This is the exact opposite.
Due to the Casey-monster’s instincts her apartment becomes her nesting ground when her transformation is too far gone. It also houses thousands of her unhatched offspring. Unfortunately, although it does fit the creature’s habits, the self-induced confinement still works against the movie’s progression, plummeting this intriguing body-horror into a level of predictability that rivals even the least imaginative of slasher sequels. Her victims may as well come courtesy of a conveyor belt.
I would urge anyone who picks this movie up not to be fooled by what have to be significantly over-exaggerated reports on just how gross this move is. Of course, different things effect different people in different ways but I doubt any well-worn horror fan would even blink at this movie. However, this shouldn’t detract from what the special effects team has accomplished here. It’s gory. It’s gross. It’s beautifully made. It’s just not enough to incite a repeat of the first Exorcist screenings…
LAST WORDS:
Bite is a victim of anticipation. And anticipation can usually turn out to be a real bitch. But I guess it’s better than having your face melted off by acidic insect bile…