Parents' Guide to #AMFAD: All My Friends Are Dead

This slasher movie is about as dumb as they come, with irritating characters, stolen ideas, awful visual effects, and—despite its title—virtually nothing to say about the state of social media. After a twitchy prologue, which is more confusing than anything, #AMFAD: All My Friends Are Dead begins with a group of friends—who don't have much in common with each other and don't seem anything at all like real friends—climbing into a van. When they get to the murder house and divide up the Seven Deadly Sin shot glasses, the movie's major flaw becomes clear: The characters have been created to match each of the sins so that they can serve the plot, which prevents them from becoming actual characters. (Some of them border on flat-out offensive.)

From there, the only amusement is predicting which of them will be next on the killer's list, all in the knowledge that, of course, Sarah will be last. But the movie keeps on going, with a handful of final "twists," some of which involve the only other humans who appear in the movie aside from the seven obnoxious partygoers, and few of which actually add up. If David Fincher's Seven is the high water mark for this kind of thing, then #AMFAD: All My Friends Are Dead ranks somewhere around minus seven.