Wake up. Begrudgingly.
Shower. Stoically.
Put on one of the same five outfits...
...drive the same 32 miles. Hate job, hate life...for eight hours. Drive those 32 miles in reverse...
Come home, kiss my wife, hug my kids, momentarily
feel like a person. Eat. Workout. Go to
sleep. Then, guess what?
Wake up. Begrudgingly...
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| Aw, a cake? Really? You shouldn't have. Oh, and also, murdering me later? Too much! Stop! |
To a degree, we're all living our own version of
Groundhog Day, but the trick to repeating our days over and over again...well,
it's living to see the next one. In Happy Death Day, Tree Gelbman has found
herself in the unenviable/aforementioned spot of living the same day again and
again, but unfortunately for her, she keeps dying at the end of it. Like,
actually dying...not just a tiny piece of her soul every twenty-four hours,
like the rest of us.
If I remember correctly (and I probably don't),
Phil in Groundhog Day was doomed to repeat his day for the rest of his life,
while young Ms. Gelbman seems to have an infinite number of tries. See, when
she wakes up in the morning, she feels the ill effects of her murder the night
before. She doesn't look like she's been flattened by a bus during a sexy
catfight (redundant, no?), but she certainly feels like it. Basically, she's
gotta find the f--ker who keeps killing her before he does it...again. Good
thing the list of suspects is about yay long *makes grand gesture toward
crotch*.
While this flick isn't anything more than a
tame/lame ripoff of the 1993 Bill Murray classic, it's surprisingly
unoffensive. It's been almost 25 years since Ned Ryerson got hilariously
punched in the face (also redundant, I realize), but clearly, we've got
bigger cinematic fish to fry, bigger Hollywood injustices to be concerned with.
Hell, one of the characters flat out states that this story is a rip-off
of Groudhog Day, but Tree's a college girl. She's never f--king heard of
that movie (a moment that made me smile like an a-hole). So let's all chill the f--k out, you know?
