Alter Me: A Review

Netflix's recent rom-com film is an insubstantial story about a little-known subculture.

Aimee (Jasmine Curtis-Smith) is a grumpy HR manager with social issues. Aimee's newfound best friend (Via Antonio) thinks that it must be the stress from work. So she recommends a "release" via alter.

Alter or the "alter world" is the people's go-to place to meet-up or hook-up. It's like Twitter, but wilder and bawdier.

It is the place where Aimee meets the bubbly escort, Uno (Enchong Dee). Uno turns out to be Aimee's college batchmate and his secret first love. Things got more complicated when Uno agrees to help Aimee fix her many issues.

"Alter Me" promises a compelling thesis on contemporary relationships. It embraces topics such as sex, love, and loyalty with confidence and intrepidity. While also exclaiming how technology makes romance easy and complicated.

But it turns out that "Alter Me" is another run-of-the-mill movie. It fronts as an introspection into a subculture never before seen by the audience. Yet, it hardly scratches what beneath its controversial premise. There are no takeaways or new learnings to indulge in after watching it.

"Alter Me" thrives by being edgy. There are plenty of scenes that are gratuitous and contemptuous. But still, the film seems to be persistent that it has some wisdom to impart. When in fact, it's hard to sit through the movie without wincing at its non-existent deepness.

To be fair, Dee and Curtis-Smith prove that they are good actors. Both of them went the extra mile to show their versatility and commitment. 

In summary, "Alter Me" fakes us all with a promising yet contentious narrative. The film, it turns out, all talk but no bite. It's a letdown; it deserves no like or shares for me. 

0.5/5