Seven strangers are picked to live in a house, have their lives taped and find out when happens when people stop being polite and start getting real. Wait a minute. That sounds very familiar. Anyway, someone has taken their love of reality tv one step too far. Wait a minute. Never mind. So it turns out there is a killer in the bunch who begins picking of the cast and crew. Soon fear and paranoia erupts and no one can trust anyone else. As the battle for survival continues through the night, the numbers dwindle. Which of the cliche cast members could the killer be? The gothic gay. The narcissistic slut. The innocent virgin. The black guy. The racist, homophobic misogynist. Or is it a rating’s hungry producer. Who cares? Reality Kills is a mixture of The Real World and Big Brother with a lame killer thrown in the mix. All of the usual reality tv characters are present and for the most part portrayed poorly. There are more than a few dud actors in the group, but reality tv usually has bad acting so maybe it was intentional. Of course, like on any reality show, everyone is so damn annoying. You’re rooting for them to be killed. Unfortunately, most of the deaths are the same and totally stupid. First, the victim is shocked with some kind of taser and then given a lethal injection. It’s hard to even call Reality Kills a horror movie. There’s no suspense, no tension, no thrills and chills, and no horror. So some people die. Big deal. Someone dies in Terms Of Endearment, that doesn’t make it horror. So what kind of movie is Reality Kills? Well, it’s not funny so it can’t be a comedy. It’s not heart-wrenching so it can’t be a drama. There’s bad language and nudity so it’s probably not a family movie. I don’t know what the hell it’s supposed to be. Ultimately, I vote to evict Reality Kills.
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