Oh, Hi! 2025 Movie Review
Recently, I had the opportunity to attend an early screening of a film that, to be honest, I now wish I hadn’t seen. Going into the theater, I had moderate expectations, hoping at the very least for a compelling narrative or standout performances. Unfortunately, what unfolded on screen was a sluggish, disjointed, and ultimately disappointing experience that left me more frustrated than entertained.
From the outset, the movie struggled with pacing. The story trudged along without a clear direction or sense of urgency, and scenes often felt stretched far beyond their purpose. It was as though the filmmakers were trying to build tension or depth, but instead, they created a slow, meandering plot that failed to hold attention. Instead of drawing me in, it made me painfully aware of each passing minute. I’ve had dreams more compelling and coherent than this film’s storyline-and that’s not hyperbole.
The core plot was muddled and, worse, problematic in several key areas. One of the most concerning elements of the film was its depiction of domestic violence and how that subject was handled. Rather than thoughtfully exploring the complexity of this issue, especially as it affects men-who are often overlooked and underrepresented in these narratives-the film seemed to ignore the reality of male victims. Instead of offering a nuanced or empathetic perspective, it left the impression that men are either not believable or not worth supporting when they come forward. This is not just an oversight; it’s a dangerous message to send.
As the film progressed, any hope for resolution or depth in its treatment of serious themes evaporated. By the end, there was a strange sense of forgiveness and closure that felt entirely unearned. The characters seemed to brush past major trauma and complex emotional wounds with little to no reckoning. It gave the impression that the writers were more concerned with wrapping things up neatly than dealing with the gravity of what had unfolded. This approach felt not only unrealistic but insensitive.
The film also dipped into elements of witchcraft and the supernatural, which might have been intriguing in a more cohesive or stylized narrative. Instead, these elements felt out of place and poorly integrated. Rather than adding to the atmosphere or offering symbolic weight, they seemed like distractions-poorly executed attempts to spice up an otherwise flat script.
As for the performances, the actors did what they could with the material they were given. It’s clear that the cast tried to bring some life to the lifeless script, and at times, there were flashes of genuine talent. But even the best acting can’t save a film burdened with bad writing, weak character development, and unclear thematic intentions. In this case, the cast was ultimately let down by the script, the direction, and the overall lack of coherence in the story.
The movie also contained multiple sexually explicit scenes, most of which felt gratuitous rather than meaningful. Instead of serving the narrative or deepening the characters, these scenes seemed thrown in for shock value or filler. Combined with the other tonal inconsistencies and underdeveloped themes, they only contributed to the film’s overall feeling of confusion and lack of direction.
In the end, it’s difficult to imagine this movie surviving long at the box office or leaving any kind of meaningful mark. Between the poor pacing, the troubling thematic choices, the lackluster writing, and the uneven tone, there’s little here to recommend. I walked out of the theater not just disappointed, but genuinely concerned about the kind of message this film sends-especially regarding sensitive issues like domestic violence.
