Apparently if you want me to see a movie, call it Aftershock. I love disaster movies, but Aftershock doesn’t fit into the disaster movie genre. Aftershock fits the sadistic horror subgenre of the unwitting tourist thrust into chaos, danger and destruction in an unfamiliar land genre. I did not know until after I saw Aftershock that it was inspired by events from the 2010 earthquake in Chile, which would make any viewer lose all hope in humanity. Aftershock is divided into two parts. In the first innocuous part, two international groups of friends come together looking for the most authentic, unique party scene in Chile. If the characters weren’t partiers, and there was no earthquake, the first half could have easily been an entry in the mumble core genre. In the second part, they desperately try to survive mother and human nature (a phrase that I stole from the poster). Aftershock’s second half is unrelentingly though somewhat predictably pessimistic. I haven’t seen, but felt like it visually borrowed from High Tension. I have seen The Hangover and imdb message boards noticed the resemblance between various characters. I was invested in Aftershock while I watched it, but by the end, I would be giving it too much credit to call it torture porn since the shocks are bad, but not groundbreakingly horrific like French or J-horror. I would also be falsely elevating it by calling it an extreme examination of existential angst. I think that the creators of Aftershock had a good time together, found a great excuse to hang out and do what they loved. If you like Eli Roth, see it otherwise totally skip it.