What happens when a group of college friends with unprocessed baggage reunite for a pre-wedding party where one of them brought a magic body-swapping machine? In Itâs Whatâs Inside, you get an absolute mess. Netflixâs coked-up, neon-tinted new horror movie, which first premiered in Sundance Film Festivalâs Midnight selection this January, is an instant-classic entry into the âparty games from hellâ subgenre. But as trippy as this film certainly is, it couldâve been even freakier if it had resisted the allure of a fun but unnecessary final-act twist.
From the moment we meet our ill-fated college buds, itâs clear theyâre in for a terrible time. Our central couple, Cyrus (James Morosini) and Shelby (Brittany OâGrady), are a relationship nightmare: Heâs masturbating to an influencer while sheâs supposed to be out for a run, and meanwhile, sheâs in the bathroom making herself look just like that same influencer (whose persona she clearly envies) before surprising him with sex. Too bad Shelby catches Cyrus and his screen, which casts an awful funk over their drive to the reunion party. When they arrive, we find out that the influencer is actually their friend Nikki (Alycia Debnam-Carey), who is also in attendance. Woof.
If you can believe it, the awkwardness only intensifies from there. Reuben (Devon Terrell), the groom-to-be whoâs gathered all his friends at his late motherâs house, has a crush on one of his guests, the wannabe hippie Maya (Nina Bloomgarden). Brooke (Reina Hardesty), the artsy one, is fawning over Dennis (Gavin Leatherwood), the stereotypical fuckboy. And back in college, Dennis hooked up with the high-school-aged younger sister of the creepy nerd Forbes (David Thompson) â who got expelled from the school after authorities found out that he got that same younger sister drunk at the party where she hooked up with Dennis (who, by the way, was dating Nikki at the time).
Phew! So, given all this, erm, history, why does anyone in this group think itâd be a good idea to switch bodies? The first time around, they donât know what theyâre doing; Forbes shows up late with this new, top-secret invention he and his âteamâ have been working on, plugs them all in, and surprises them with the out-of-body experience of a lifetime. The rush is apparently so fun that they just have to try it again. Then, Forbes introduces his favorite party game: Everyone swaps bodies and tries to guess whoâs who. Cyrus figures out that Forbes is up to no good when he realizes that Forbes lied about which body heâs jumped into during the first round of the game. This foreshadows the twist to come: Forbes isnât even Forbes. It turns out, itâs his sister, Beatrice (Madison Davenport), who stole his body to get her revenge after that awful night in college, and the lies the group told afterward, got her sent to a mental hospital.
Putting aside the stickiness of using the age-old âmental hospitalâ trope â a beloved, if dated hallmark of the horror genre â the real issue with this twist is that it robs us of even more potential drama. Itâs Whatâs Inside does a brilliant job of establishing the interpersonal weirdness of this friend group during their body-swapping shenanigans, and really, it would be even more shocking to find out partway through the proceedings that Beatrice is catfishing as her brother. When shoehorned into the end, the revelation feels a bit more like a last-minute shrug than the stunning game-changer it really is.
We do get some foreshadowing throughout the film that âForbesâ is not playing an honest game. When he first shows up, he seems oddly quiet, offering only tight-lipped smiles while everyone spews their life stories at him. Weâre meant to assume that Forbes is just an off-putting, Zuckerbergian kind of dude, but retrospectively, his sinister silence makes even more sense. Then, âForbesâ takes Dennisâs body during the first round of the body-swap game while making everyone think heâs in Reubenâs. In the next round, Forbes actually does take Reubenâs body to further throw people off the scent. And finally, when shit really starts hitting the fan, Forbes (a.k.a. Beatrice) coaches Shelby on how to successfully deceive everyone and manipulate the game for her own benefit.
Beyond its dramatic plot and fraught character history, Itâs Whatâs Inside has the most fun with its stylistic tricks. Before everything goes down, Brooke shows her friends some sketches sheâs done that appear different through various color filters â and when everyone swaps, we occasionally see the real person lurking inside their friendâs body through different light filters. Certain hidden crushes only come out after people have switched and start making out in one anotherâs hijacked bodies. One of these hook-ups, between Brooke and Reuben (inside Dennis and Mayaâs bodies) turns deadly when they fall off a crumbling balcony. The chaotic climax begins when everyone finds out that at least two people canât return to their old, now dead, bodies. Whose will everyone take?
As it exists, the movie centers its suspense around Shelby trying to usurp Nikkiâs body for good because sheâs realized that Cyrus is crazy about her. We only find out that Beatrice was Forbes in the aftermath. But what if we knew that detail a little sooner â say, from the time the second body-swap round begins? That would add even more suspense as viewers wonder what the hell sheâs done to Forbes, whether heâs still alive, and whom sheâs come to kill: Dennis, Nikki, both of them, or everyone.
If done right, revealing the switcheroo earlier could also lend some much-needed dimension to Beatrice, whose characterization feels two-dimensional at best. Sure, itâs somewhat satisfying that Shelbyâs decided to let Cyrus take the fall for their friendsâ deaths and rot in hell in jail for lying to her about being into Nikki. But how are we meant to feel when we discover that Beatrice has driven away in Nikkiâs body with the machine in tow? The film frames this as a triumph, with a smirk on Beatriceâs face and her new bodyâs long, gorgeous hair blowing in the breeze, but given how briefly (and glancingly) weâve known Beatrice, the moment feels empty. Itâs hard to shake the feeling that this intoxicating trip couldâve gotten us even higher.