Film Review – Songbird

In a massive miscalculation of marketplace appeal, the producers of “Songbird” (including Michael Bay) have decided to offer moviegoers a chance to experience the COVID-19 pandemic while in the midst of our lockdown experience. Even better, the story is set in the near future, providing a vision of a country that’s become a living hell, with illness rampant, media omnipresent, and hope a thing of the past. I’m not sure who the target demographic is for the film, but it’s difficult to understand its creation. Co-writer/director Adam Mason (“Hangman”) tries to bend “Songbird” into a meaningful thriller concerning doomed lovers and obsessed maniacs, keeping things grungy and claustrophobic to best cover his minimal budget and thin story. What Mason actually creates is a fantastically unpleasant picture that doesn’t work as a nail-biter or an understanding of America’s future, and its release timing couldn’t be worse, best suited for masochistic viewers. It’s doom porn for dummies. Read the rest at Blu-ray.com