This small scale British film was partially funded with Lottery money, and has certain elements of the right-wing press frothing at the mouth for the way it portrays young British people.
I have to say that it's not a nice film. But that doesn't necessarily mean that it's a bad film, or an unenjoyable film.
Three young women from the north of England go on holiday to the Mediterranean. They accept an invitation onto a boat crewed by four young men. What follows is an evening of drugs and sex, culminating in the donkey punch of the title - a mythical sexual act invented by one of the men and foolishly put into effect by one of the others, as a result of which one of the girls dies. The four men and the two surviving girls then have to decide what to do about the dead girl, and the various different personal agendas and deteriorating relationships lead one to wonder if they will all survive the night (it's probably not a spoiler if I say that they don't).
It's fair to agree that the early part of the film doesn't paint the young people involved in a creditable light (with the exception of one of the girls and one of the lads who are somewhat more restrained than the others). It would be foolish to deny that this sort of activity goes on, albeit it may not be as widespread as Outraged of Guildford might think. The final two-thirds, though, after the set-up, are a decent thriller of the "last man standing" variety, livened up by the fact that we aren't waiting for the killer to catch them all one by one, it's more a matter of who is going to do in who.
It's also fair to say that it has the look of a very polished movie from its first-time director, it plays well on the claustrophobic nature of its location (where, of course, it is far from alone), and its young cast certainly go for it in every way - they are all very good.
As something of an old right-wing git myself, I wasn't outraged - I was gripped all the way through, and rather enjoyed it.
I have to say that it's not a nice film. But that doesn't necessarily mean that it's a bad film, or an unenjoyable film.
Three young women from the north of England go on holiday to the Mediterranean. They accept an invitation onto a boat crewed by four young men. What follows is an evening of drugs and sex, culminating in the donkey punch of the title - a mythical sexual act invented by one of the men and foolishly put into effect by one of the others, as a result of which one of the girls dies. The four men and the two surviving girls then have to decide what to do about the dead girl, and the various different personal agendas and deteriorating relationships lead one to wonder if they will all survive the night (it's probably not a spoiler if I say that they don't).
It's fair to agree that the early part of the film doesn't paint the young people involved in a creditable light (with the exception of one of the girls and one of the lads who are somewhat more restrained than the others). It would be foolish to deny that this sort of activity goes on, albeit it may not be as widespread as Outraged of Guildford might think. The final two-thirds, though, after the set-up, are a decent thriller of the "last man standing" variety, livened up by the fact that we aren't waiting for the killer to catch them all one by one, it's more a matter of who is going to do in who.
It's also fair to say that it has the look of a very polished movie from its first-time director, it plays well on the claustrophobic nature of its location (where, of course, it is far from alone), and its young cast certainly go for it in every way - they are all very good.
As something of an old right-wing git myself, I wasn't outraged - I was gripped all the way through, and rather enjoyed it.