The following contains major spoilers for the film Unsane. To read on and then get in a tiff about this story ruining the movie would be considered by most mental health professionals to be "nuts."
There's a big twist in Unsane, the latest swiftly produced indie from the one-man film virtuoso Steven Soderbergh. The movie starts like a thriller based in reality, one with a little bit of commentary about the state of American health care, until it takes a hard left. Then -- jump scare! -- it's actually just another dumb horror movie.
And when I mean dumb, I mean A Nightmare on Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors-level dumb.
But hold on a minute. Maybe that's the intention? Steven Soderbergh, the man behind Traffic and Ocean's 11 and The Knick and Magic Mike is widely regarded as something of a genius. The Oscar-winning director can film projects in secret (and on an iPhone, to boot), work around traditional distribution models and achieve picture lock on the same day he wraps production, and gives the impression that "the creator has a master plan." Surely any sort of foray into schlock is going to be an exercise in genre expectations, right? Right?