Specifically: the entire premise of the film is that there is a community of rich white people who steal the bodies of young black men. That’s the level of a Twilight Zone episode, not something that can be sustained for a feature run time.
The silliness of the plot is multifold. First, the doctor’s daughter is the recruiter. We see a box of photos at one point that are the men she’s duped. There are dozens of them. The way it works in the film is that the daughter gets a boyfriend and eventually brings him home to meet the family. In the real world, how long does a couple date before that happens? 1 year minimum? So the daughter has been recruiting boyfriends since she was 3, since we saw about 24 photos, and if she sticks to the schedule it’s one year in, then it would immediately be out to find the next one within a week or two.
Despite social media. And apparently this girl has zero friends or even work acquaintances who would notice the pattern, or ask when each of her boyfriends suddenly disappears. We see one of these black men stay after the transfer, but where are all the others? Presumably the white brain/soul now in the black body abandons their entire family and goes out to live a new, second life. None of these boyfriends have any friends *** either, who would have met this girl and grown suspicious when their friend disappeared and she takes up with a new boyfriend.
***the friend who saves the day is ultimately a ridiculous reshoot idea. More later.
So that’s the way it’s supposed to happen. To even try to think how this would work in the real world is a waste of time, but it would involve something like: the daughter moves to a new city or state each time with a brand new identity. Despite being intimate for months (years?) each time she is willing to essentially kill her boyfriend so her daddy can use their body for one of her daddy’s friends.
Why does she do this? Does she need money? Seems like she spends the bulk of her existence recruiting boyfriends and getting them to the stage of meeting the parents. It’s not a one-off, but basically her job. You’d have to expect the girl’s father to be cool with this idea of fecking as many dudes as she can to get one on the hook, repeat as necessary.
The movie did not show that the couple were shy of social media, left no digital fingerprints, or were otherwise loners. Therefore someone would have figured it out, as someone did in the movie. Why this final time instead of all the others? Unknown. The wise-ass buddy in this film was rewritten for a new ending. Initially the main character ended up in prison with no one believing his story. The new ending has his buddy (a security guard?) randomly driving hours on a whim to magically show up in the woods at heroically the right moment to kill the crazy white bitch, who has transformed minutes earlier from a normal strength woman to some kind of raging killing machine. It’s a cop out, almost literally in this case, and it’s stupid and insulting to an audience.
I found the acting to be very arch but that could be down to taste. I like Bradley Whitford. I like Daniel Kahlua (whatever his name is). Everyone else was a ham sandwich. Special mentions to the glue-sniffing brother who also happens to be a skilled anesthesiologist and OR nurse, the slap happy buddy, Whitford’s cronies, the therapist, and the daughter. They all acted as if they were in different movies from each other, like the only pages of the script they received were ones they were in, and so had no idea what the rest of the movie was about. I’ve heard it described as a comedy, a horror, a horror-comedy, and a suspenseful thriller. It was none of those things. It was supposed to be some damning indictment of white America (which could use some damming indictments, but this was not it), or social satire, or some bitter criticism — but I found it lazy and underdeveloped.