This is a terrible example of how not to write a story. Are we supposed to feel sorry for, or root for, a mental person on a mass murder spree, because of his "motivation"? It might have worked as a movie if the lead focus had shifted once the "big reveal" had played out. But, it didn't. We kept following him trying to murder as many people as possible. Justifying it with him talking to his own imagination. The ending felt tacked on to try save some sort of "happy ending" for a couple of the "supporting actors". I had high hopes for this movie. The premises of a world where your only way to survive is to stay "blind" is great. This movie kind of just ruined it all.
Review of Bird Box: Barcelona
