Five minutes in, Neil Sandilands, AKA The Violator, gets cornered by a SWAT team and hit by lightning while holding the drone he stalks women with. He gets struck by lightning the way Charles Lee Ray did, in Child’s Play, to transfer his soul, but Neil’s incantation sounded something like “0010100101". If you aren’t rolling your eyes by now, this movie is for you.
What this film does best is address everything fun, risky, good, and bad you can do with a drone. It has the budget for it. It may be relatively easy flying a drone, but how do you then film the drone? That’s Jordan Rubin’s job as a director. He’s competent. The editing is lousy, though. The score is mediocre. This is one of the cheesiest horror movies of 2019; a blessing and a curse.
John Brotherton plays a sympathetic douche bag, Alex Essoe his wife, gaslit by the evil drone, and Anita Briem plays the “naughty neighbor” who probably won’t make it to the third act. All other characters are peripheral, unless you count the dog. And the drone. The drone, of course probably needed some CGI to come alive, but also a flesh-and-blood pilot, every other scene. Gimme a sequel!