• Warning: Spoilers
    This is an oddball movie. While the camera work and directing seem decent at first and some of the actors were good, and others were hams, it had problems I couldn't overlook.

    This is a mystery whodunit. But the crime isn't a murder nor a rape. The crime is another student drugging his peers after parties. While the students are out cold and unconscious inside an Uber (Netcar), the driver stops at a predetermined location where the perpetrator (not the driver--the student) takes tattoos picture with his camera of the drugged students to be used as backdrops for their play. Like WTF? How is it that none of the "victims" noticed their tattoos on the backdrops during their student dance rehearsals? (facepalm) One of the girls who had pictures taken of her back wears blouses with the tat exposed. Why did the kid need to drug her if she shows her back tats in public? (facepalm again)

    The plot meanders in all of the wrong places. The director does get us to cheer-on "Sur" in her investigation even though we don't know at all what happened to her while she was unconscious . That's left to our imagination until the end when the "crime" is reveal. Another student victim had a picture of a scar on his arm taken. This is treated like an unspeakable crime with all of the victims traumatized by the violation (facepalm)

    The last act is totally bonkers. The perpetrator with two of his father's henchmen spray mosquito fogger to obscuring the view from the public and subdue and hold the victims against their will in the commotion while the perpetuating fruity loco kid with mercury fly wings sings out some theatrical nonsense. Then they leave the victims unharmed. WTH?

    Another reviewer said this film is about pedophilia. Seriously guy, which film did you watch because it certainly wasn't this one? There is zero mention of sex and the perpetrator is another student in the performing dance group. Where did you come up with that one?

    Anyway, even though the story is ridiculous, this film does have # metoo vibes. Except there are no sexual improprieties in the story (facepalm). The girls push up the large office Canon copier to the roof and make hundreds of photocopy pictures of their faces and elbows and a handwritten affidavit.

    Man, if this is the best film from Indonesia for 2022, bruh, we gotta talk?