Innocent

plotting, and cringe‑worthy execution that fails to deliver either genuine laughs or meaningful commentary. The direction lacks rhythm, weighed down by repetitive scenes and contrived conflicts. Attempts at social critique—particularly on corruption—feel superficial, undermined by absurd coincidences and predictable resolutions. Marketed as a satire on viral shaming and systemic apathy, Innocent instead reveals its own shortcomings through immature dialogue and hollow messaging. Scatological humor dominates, alienating viewers in search of substance. Cameos and reel‑addict stereotypes gesture toward relevance but come across as lazy filler. The script is riddled with plot holes, the humor repeatedly falls flat, and the reliance on distasteful toilet jokes only amplifies the chaos. With direction unable to salvage the mess, the result feels less like a feature film and more like an overextended, poorly written sketch.