Law student Cherie (Ella Balinska) lands herself a job at a prestigious firm. When she books a business meeting for her boss at the same time as his anniversary dinner with his wife, Cherie steps in and meets the client - suave millionaire Ethan Sacks (Pilou Asbæk). The pair hit it off, and the evening turns into a date, but when Ethan invites Cherie into his house for a nightcap, he attacks her. Cherie runs for her life, relentlessly pursued by Ethan...
I was fully on board with this film while it was a simple fight for survival against a seemingly unstoppable maniac, even when it became apparent that Ethan was more than just an ordinary man. Balinska's terror was more than credible and the cat-and-mouse action was handled reasonably enough by director Shana Feste. But then they had to turn the film into a piece of feminist claptrap claiming that all evil on the Earth is caused by men (the male sex personified by Ethan, presumably the devil himself), who have conspired for millennia to keep women subservient by any means necessary.
I'm all for a spot of female empowerment, but this is pure sexist garbage. I knew the film was going off the rails with the introduction of a group of irritating girl-power ravers (who thankfully don't stay alive for too long) and a female dog that conveniently turns up to scare off the bad guy (who, for some reason, is afraid of mutts), but it keeps on getting worse and worse, leading to a preposterous finalé in which Cherie defeats the devil, helped by a secret society of women dressed in karate outfits.
Having kicked male butt, Cherie returns home to her infant daughter, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she has a gaping hole in the middle of each hand that would require urgent medical attention.
3.5/10, rounded down to 3 for the fact that Cherie somehow managed to use a stranger's iPhone without the need for a passcode.
