Founders Day

The intended satire [is] feeble, while the relatively straightforward horror aspects register just middling effectiveness in a standard slasher vein.

A couple of pedal-to-the-floor melodramatic twists suggest that “Founders Days” might’ve been a bolder or just meaner genre movie, but its toothless satire, like its timid horror drama, sadly doesn’t cut it.

The checklist of Eighties slasher cliches here is insufferably long.

If you’re a longtime devotee of the horror genre, and a particular fan of slasher films, you’ll find a small-scale whodunit packed with love for all the movies that came before it, and you’ll find that love is infectious.

Founders Day is like Thanksgiving’s quieter, more polite younger brother but takes enough decent stabs at the genre to ensure it’s worth your vote -- for at least one term.

Brothers Erik and Carson Bloomquist ... are trying to blend the conventions of the slasher genre (red herrings, multiple suspects, mutilated teenagers) with campy political satire. ... Founders Day pummels us with the obvious. 


It's a bit all over the place and struggles to nail a consistent tone, but when it works, it works.

With a disjointed script and feeble performances, what could have been a timely metaphor for the upcoming—and dreaded—real-world election cycle unfortunately doesn’t exist.

It's boring, it's cheesy, but still not fun or funny. It did not have engaging characters.

Bloomquist thinks that by making a self-aware film that’s intentionally bad, the movie is beyond reproach. It’s like someone trying to meme their own photo - it just doesn’t work when you try to make yourself the butt of the joke.