I really should make a point to read the fucking books... I'm a movie critic, people! Still, I'm sure there is subtle context in this movie that was lost in interpretation from the book.
I remember when this indie came out, I actually rented it on VHS at a Blockbuster Video (that's how old I am, people). It was sorta the first indie to really escape the Hollywood trap. Even The Blair Which was purchased and distributed by a major (while small) studio. Cube was the first movie I found out about on the 'World Wide Web.' For anyone under the age of 30, that's what the 'www' stands for. So yeah, I found out about this movie back in the days of message boards and AOL. I guess that kinda makes it the first viral horror movie. If this bad boy ever saw theaters, it was one of those privately owned theaters that plays artsy foreign garbage.
You know, I did a review of this movie way back when I started doing reviews, and it was part of the ramp up when I went professional with my reviewing as well as my writing. Basically when this film first dropped on Netflix, I was still largely focused on political commentary, and movies like Alien Abduction (2014) were part of my transition into taking horror seriously.
Anybody else get a rapey vibe off of Noah at the beginning of this movie? He just walks up to a complete stranger, who is with her boyfriend, and in a low and vaguely threatening tone is all like "I wanna dance with you." I swear you can hear fucking banjo after that. His next words should be, "I wanna hear you squeal like a piggy." The fact that this girl's friend gets misty over it says she ain't that much of a friend. More like the kind of friend who you'd ask to watch your drink, but would immediately hands it to the seediest guy at the bar.
Yeah, this was fun. As many of my readers well know, my wife watches a lot of horror movies with me, and one of our favorite things to do is riff the movie we're watching. It's one of the ways I know a movie has riffing potential. Of course this movie, being a shoe-string indie, had all kinds of riffable material. It's like the trope my wife coined "ForeCaging," (named after the hammy acting of Nicolas Cage) which means "Foreshadowing riff worthy material from the setup."