The film is so enamored of its shimmery, background-effacing nighttime photography that it can’t be bothered with delivering a competent genre set piece.
The brooding main characters in James M. Hausler’s Kalamity take indulgent suffering to another level.
College is the nadir of homophobic frat-boy humor.
The actors bring authenticity to what is otherwise a hysterical, Dynasty-style vision of Cuban-American experience.