Kill Your Friends Movie Review :
When we initially meet Stelfox, it’s 4 a.m. furthermore, he’s doing crazy measures of cocaine with his messy colleague, Waters (James Corden), who may turn into his supervisor. Waters likewise will turn into Stelfox’s first awful casualty and make him the objective of a police examination. In this skeptical world, however, the criminologist doled out to the case (Edward Hogg) is a yearning artist who slips Stelfox a demo CD in the wake of putting forth a couple softball inquiries about where he was on that decisive night.His sharp secretary, Rebecca (Georgia King), likewise utilizes her suspicions about him to extort him for a superior occupation. Furthermore, Stelfox discovers he should be continually on watch for the person who ends up turning into his new supervisor (Tom Riley), an upstart A&R man who’s been acquired from an adversary name to sign the hot, new acts. (On the off chance that there is anybody in this film who’s really intrigued by the possibly transformative force of music, he’s it—so you know he’s stuck in an unfortunate situation.)That is the thing about “Execute Your Friends”: It has temperament and dull chuckles to save, however no genuine astonishments. Everybody is awful constantly—so when they do terrible things to each other, the outcome is a laugh instead of an awful nibble. The music business is vicious, we get it.
However, it’s the music itself that makes “Slaughter Your Friends” work when it works. Other than the propulsive score from Junkie XL (whose late work incorporates “Frantic Max: Fury Road”), the suggestive soundtrack incorporates sudden tunes from Blur and Oasis, and hits from The Chemical Brothers and The Prodigy. (Despite the fact that the utilization of Radiohead’s “Karma Police” as Stelfox achieves his most minimal point as far as discretion and substance mishandle is much too on-the-nose. He actually slithers staring him in the face and knees toward the TV as Thom Yorke sings on the video: “This is the thing that you’ll get when you disturb us.”)What’s more, the demonstrations themselves that Stelfox must juggle while attempting to shroud his desperate inclinations are a hoot—an extremely knowing cross-segment of the sorts of music that were prevalent around 20 years back. There’s a pompous, Swedish outside the box band called The Lazies; a self-ruinous, test rapper named Rage (Osy Ikhile); a misanthropic German DJ (Moritz Bleibtreu) whose greatest hit has a title that is so terrible, we can’t allude to it here; and an insane Spice Girls rip-off called The Songbirds comprising of four young ladies who can’t sing or move.On the off chance that we didn’t know from the film’s overpoweringly pessimistic tone that the music business is shallow and soul-sucking, these gatherings make that bring up boisterously and clear.