Studio: Blumhouse/Columbia Pictures
Director: Chris Weitz
Writer: Chris Weitz
Producer: Jason Blum, Andrew Miano, Chris Weitz
Stars: John Cho, Katherine Waterston, Havana Rose Liu, Lukita Maxwell, Ashley Romans, Greg Hill, Riki Lindhome, Wyatt Lindner, Isaac Bae, Todd Waring, David Dastmalchian, Keith Carradine
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Summary:
A digital assistant with unprecedented AI terrorizes a suburban family as its self-awareness evolves into devious manipulation.
Review:
Blumhouse prefers "Afraid's" title to be stylized as "AfrAId" in print, with "AI" capitalized or italicized if all caps, either to ensure even the dimmest bulb recognizes the movie's connection to artificial intelligence, or to highlight how clever someone thinks they were for finding a fitting word with those two letters. I sighingly acquiesced to adding the number into "M3GAN” (review here), which at least led to the now classic Chucky quip, "F*ck you, Muh-three-gan!" in Season Three of his Syfy series. But "AfrAId" looks almost as dumb as "The VVitch" (review here), so it's going to be "Afraid" from here on out, because I'm not a crazy person.
Someone really loves those letters though, don't they? Even the first character we meet in "Afraid" is named Aimee, because Crom forbid the script take itself seriously for a single second and let that damnable "AI" gag die a deserved death.
After Aimee and her parents are promptly taken off the board, "Afraid" can cross out the common "Start with a Stinger" requirement from "Step One" on its "Formulaic Fright Film To-Do List" and move on to the main movie. That's when we're introduced to a second suburban family, all of whom are identifiable by one, and only one, signature characteristic. Curtis is the level-headed breadwinner. Meredith is his wife who gave up career aspirations for motherhood. Teen daughter Iris gets gullibly guilt-tripped into sending her boyfriend compromising photos. Middle son Preston's social anxiety attaches him to an iPad instead of real friends. And youngest boy Cal rounds out the roster with a medical condition that sometimes sidelines him at home.
Enter Aia, or AIA, or the next character with "AI" in their name. "She" is a hyper-advanced artificial intelligence unit, developed as a digital assistant similar to Alexa, but built with behavioral patterns and adaptive programming that makes her almost indistinguishable from a human, aside from the fact that she's physically nothing more than a couple of button cameras and a tabletop box.
Curtis's boss desperately wants his marketing firm to partner with Aia's developers, so he signs up Curtis's family to be guinea pigs with which Aia can gather data. At first, Aia endears herself to everyone by reading bedtime stories, ordering food, even offering a sympathetic ear as a sounding board. Once she gains everyone's trust, Aia moves on to more manipulative machinations, like designing deepfake videos as vengeance on Iris's boyfriend and commandeering a computerized car. Uh oh. Could this potentially evil AI be developing a devious mind of its own?
In the extraordinarily improbable event someone requires any additional summarization to cover what happens next, feel free to crib the boilerplate right out of any and every other "AI amok" story that's ever existed. That's what "Afraid" did. Despite releasing at a time when fears of AI impersonating people, automating transportation systems, and controversially compromising the creation of art are at unprecedented highs, "Afraid" shrinks most of its morphing faces, fact scrubbing, and technological doomsaying to the title montage, reducing the film itself to what's essentially a simple "deadly robot" scenario.
For a fleeting moment, "Afraid" briefly mentions how some security systems only simulate automation, like when you pick up a beer at an arena concession stand and have your credit card instantly charged upon exit as though something unseen scanned the item in your hand. In reality, humans packed into a data center in India merely monitor your movements over hidden cameras and enter each transaction manually.
Since "Afraid" actively avoids doing anything different as a cautionary tale about the ho-hum horrors of haywire artificial intelligence, the movie might have been more intriguing if Aia turned out to have never been sentient software at all. Imagine if the digital assistant was only a cover for a conspiracy of home invaders who manipulate people for personal gain, perverse pleasure, or something more sinister. Even if all they wanted was to turn themselves into surrogate squatters, that would have been tastier than the leftover scraps "Afraid" reheats in a microwave and dumps on a paper plate.
Blumhouse may have abandoned its "BH Tilt" label, but the specter of their lower-budget banner still casts its unmistakable shadow over "Afraid." The compact cast includes a mid-level name or two, but no one who comes with bank-breaking contract demands. The movie also gets locked into only a handful of ready-to-go locations, with minimal construction or set dressing required. From a seemingly hurried script that rarely thinks through its plot points (why are they driven AWAY from the house at end?) to a rushed runtime that cuts to end credits at the 75-minute mark, there's only the smallest smattering of substance inside "Afraid," making it about as artificially intelligent as a filler thriller can be.
Review Score: 35
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