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b"I don't know what to say about this movie. If there was a single moment of this thing that wasn't dedicated to incriminating some random character it might be a movie. But it is, instead, a collection of scenes of people doing bizarre and threatening things to prove that they are capable of murder, capped off with an ending that simply makes no sense. Somehow what should have been a by-the-numbers slasher is literally one of the most confusing movies I have ever seen. \\xa0So gas up your motorbike, put on your Isotoner murder gloves, and join Matt and Tristan as they stick their heads into the brain-surgery cyclotron that is, Happy Birthday to Me."