I found it to be strangely sad. The first half to two-thirds, you're strangely sympathetic to the horrible homicidal monster. There's something very sad about how he lumbers about, not sure where to go, killing anyone he sees at random for no reason other than because they're there. The scene where he finds, stops, and momentarily plays with the toy car attached to the keychain was weirdly humanizing; it makes you realize that this is just an angry child in a monster's body lashing out at anyone he sees, regardless of who they are or whether or not they had any direct involvement with his death.
The kills here are similarly sad; none of these people deserve to die the way they did, and their murders are more depressing than horrifying, especially the girl drowned in the lake and the "hero" ranger. The ranger's in particular was so drawn out and unpleasant and slow, it's like, why? Why did he deserve such a fate? It felt so personal. The killer didn't just kill him, he paralyzed him, then slowly and meticulously showed how he would kill him before doing the deed. It felt extremely deliberate and planned.
The yoga girl, sure she was annoying, but the way she died was so sad, and the killer just kicks her body off the cliff like she was a piece of garbage, the film lingering on the shot of her body slowly falling and getting caught half way down. This was a deliberate filmmaking choice.
I was never horrified or scared while watching this. There are some creepy moments, but they're very few and fleeting. The overwhelming feeling I got for this film was sadness. Not sure if that was intentional or what it means exactly, if anything, but that's what the film conveyed to me.
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