Whistle

Whistle‘s writing is standard and mediocre, typical of films about summoning death with percussion. However, horror fans will appreciate the creative deaths, solid acting, and an ending that leaves you wanting a sequel. https://www.giantfreakinrobot.com/ent/horror/whistle-review.html

With “Primate” it was a chimp, with “Whistle”, well yep - it’s a whistle. Otherwise there isn’t that much to distinguish the two. This did have an intriguing premise to it: an ancient Aztec artefact that when aroused serves to over-ride the fates themselves and alert death to the whereabouts of the blower. It’s basketball player “Horse” (Stephen Kalyn) who first demonstrates the demonic power of this bronze article, and then when it is found in his school locker by new girl “Chrysanthemum” (Dafne Keene) it gains a new lease of life with her, her classmates and their unwitting professor (Nick Frost). Luckily, they do have someone on hand who can interpret the writings on the gizmo, but any chance she can thwart death’s relentless and bloody search for their bodies and souls? Aside from the concept which is a bit different, this is an entirely procedural and formulaic story and of course we have the now obligatory girl-on-girl romance that now seems to be the norm. When are we ever going to get one of those horror dramas where it’s the boys who get it on, instead of them getting slaughtered early on?  Anyway, there is nothing new here, just the gradual and set-piece removal of the mostly deserving characters and you do have to ask: if you found an ancient and grubby old thing in your locker, would you blow on it? Hmmm - standby for "Whistle Too"?

Just another dumb leftist movie with its propaganda as usual. It is a prime example of a production that prioritizes a forced social agenda over coherent storytelling. The movie presents a cast of "misfit" protagonists who are written with zero depth beyond their compliance with modern identity politics. By centering the narrative on these hollow archetypes—while portraying a youth pastor as a cartoonish, drug-dealing villain—the film reveals its obvious bias. It replaces genuine suspense with predictable tropes, using a shallow plot about an ancient artifact to lecture & poison the audience rather than provide actual entertainment. It is a disjointed and transparent attempt at social engineering that fails to offer anything original or meaningful to the horror genre.

Drull. Boring. Blase'. It's been done over and over. And these actors who have aged out of high school by about 10 years need to quit playing high school students, it stops new talent from coming up and getting their name out there. The long and short of it is I liked it better when it was called, 'Wishmaster'.

For whom the bell tolls This is pretty soulless, a corporate cashgrab because of a novelty item. Sort of like the countless movies about a ouija board being a gate to horrors. This is a worse variant of that, or It Follows, in a sense, but it does not have the heart of It Follows. The protagonists are lackluster, the direction flat, and end of characters just boring (with one violent exception), and the ending/s... I just want to sigh. I don't think it could be more predictable. I cannot recommend this, even if it looks pretty.