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From the opening voiceover to the out-of-their-heads party scenes, it's utterly generic.
The perennial problem with party films is that the viewer is made to feel a wallflower, looking on from the sidelines, and director Karl Golden does nothing to dispel that sense of distance here.
You don't feel a time and a place have been captured with much detail.
Weekender isn't a very original film but at least the music score sounds authentic and director Karl Golden keeps the pace going.
It's rammed with cliches and silliness and conforms to a lot of stereotypes, the most suspect being the obligatory scene in Ibiza whose only purpose is to show loads of young women with no tops on.
A poor man's Human Traffic.
It's hard to not get caught up by the smoky, strobe-filled excess of easy money and ecstasy-enhanced raves.
The script is all over the place and the lacklustre direction ensures that it never quite delivers the rush you're hoping for.
A dead party with too few tricks up its sleeve.
A bang-on soundtrack will make the hairs on ex-ravers' necks stand up. The plot will have the opposite effect.
The leads gurn gamely, Ben Batt's villain oozes menace and Golden directs energetically, but the climactic twists are as convincing as pills made of washing powder.
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