Jada McGowan

The film drifts between characters and moments, more interested in mood than resolution. There’s a quiet sadness underneath it all, a sense that no one really knows what they’re doing or where they’re going. It’s messy and distant, but undeniably atmospheric — a soft, melancholic portrait of growing up when nothing quite feels real.

It’s hypnotic in its repetition: break in, steal, party, repeat — until the emptiness becomes the point. Emma Watson is especially fun to watch, fully leaning into the absurdity. It doesn’t dig deep emotionally, but that’s kind of the idea. A sleek, eerie portrait of a generation chasing fame with nothing underneath it.

Unhinged in a way that almost circles back to entertaining, The Crush plays like a thriller that doesn’t fully realize how funny it can be. The premise is wild, the tension is there, but some of the execution leans more accidental comedy than genuine suspense.