Lincoln (Ronen Rubinstein) is a disaffected youth, tormented by his drunk father and bullied by his peers at high school. When he finally defends himself against the school bully, he’s packed off to a boot camp for wayward teens. There he finds that the hierarchy of torment is no different from school, and he comes under attack from his fellow campers. Making an oath to no one in particular, Lincoln inadvertently summons up the vengeful spirit of Moira (Sierra McCormick), a young girl who killed herself at the camp. Moira falls for Lincoln and begins to despatch his tormenters. Having neither asked for this kind of violence or endorsing it in any way, Lincoln seeks the help of another camper, Kaitlin (Grace Phipps).
As horror movies go, Adam Egypt Mortimer’s Some Kind of Hate isn’t going out to deliberately offend. In fact, within its blood-saturated cocoon, there’s an anti-bullying message ready to burst forth. However, there’s a good chance that someone might take umbrage with it. In her previous life, Moira was a self-harmer and, seemingly as a result, her supernatural powers are focussed around this trait. Sporting a necklace made of razorblades, the pain that she unleashes upon herself is visited upon her victims; she hacks at her arms and they bleed to death. Visually, it is striking, but the idea teeters on the edge of tastelessness. A self-harm scene mixed with a resemblance of sexual pleasure is equally eyebrow raising.
That aside, as a feature debutante, Mortimer presents a confident grasp of the genre, and Some Kind Of Hate bristles with the kind of energy that makes you sit up and take notice. It’ll be interesting to see what he can do with a larger studio backing him.