I'm sorry, it didn't quite stick the landing.

'Talk To Me' begins as a really interesting - & genuinely promising - exploration in to the all consuming nature of grief, showing how in the desperation of loneliness (loss is isolating & pain is something felt personally, perhaps even somewhat intimately; a feeling capable of being expressed, but not truly shared), it's easy to lose ourselves in the limitless void left by someone's unexpected absence - & thus, to fill that empty space & sense of longing created as a consequence (for something - anything to compensate), people, in those times of weakness (fallible as they are) are especially susceptible to harmful things offering brief, fleeting, blissful moments of escapism from reality (a heavy handed - no pun intended - metaphor for addiction, I get it); hence, the concept plays upon a mourner's desire to reach out to those they weep for, pleading with the dead to "talk to me" so they may offer comfort to the living who've been deprived of the answers they need, in order to move on etc.

On paper, it sounds great; visualising forthrightly the destructiveness of these traumatic emotional experiences (a family unit is destroyed in the wake of such profound hurt), cynically exploited for entertainment by juveniles - without thinking (which is totally believable)... But then we reach the third act & it's like the creators at the helm didn't really know what to do, say or how to communicate the points they were attempting to potentially articulate - tying up loose ends or drawing established narrative threads together, cohesively - & thus, instead of endeavouring to at least try & pay off story beats satisfyingly, they succumbed to implementing generic horror tropes, in the hopes of - by mere fluke - cleverly adding to the genre, tacking on a rushed, underdeveloped ending... Therefore, although starting off brilliantly, the finished product squanders the original formula designed - since very little is done with it, in the idea's eventual execution.

I liked the movie... I just wish the piece had ironically spoken to me, you know?