Whistle

With “Primate” it was a chimp, with “Whistle”, well yep - it’s a whistle. Otherwise there isn’t that much to distinguish the two. This did have an intriguing premise to it: an ancient Aztec artefact that when aroused serves to over-ride the fates themselves and alert death to the whereabouts of the blower. It’s basketball player “Horse” (Stephen Kalyn) who first demonstrates the demonic power of this bronze article, and then when it is found in his school locker by new girl “Chrysanthemum” (Dafne Keene) it gains a new lease of life with her, her classmates and their unwitting professor (Nick Frost). Luckily, they do have someone on hand who can interpret the writings on the gizmo, but any chance she can thwart death’s relentless and bloody search for their bodies and souls? Aside from the concept which is a bit different, this is an entirely procedural and formulaic story and of course we have the now obligatory girl-on-girl romance that now seems to be the norm. When are we ever going to get one of those horror dramas where it’s the boys who get it on, instead of them getting slaughtered early on?  Anyway, there is nothing new here, just the gradual and set-piece removal of the mostly deserving characters and you do have to ask: if you found an ancient and grubby old thing in your locker, would you blow on it? Hmmm - standby for "Whistle Too"?

Whistle‘s writing is standard and mediocre, typical of films about summoning death with percussion. However, horror fans will appreciate the creative deaths, solid acting, and an ending that leaves you wanting a sequel. https://www.giantfreakinrobot.com/ent/horror/whistle-review.html