A group of thirty-somethings at a London house party discuss technology, finances, and NFTs when one of them randomly receives a pack of cursed NFT images and shares them with his friends. The cursed images take out the group one by one—but not fast enough—in this eye-roll of a concept and a slog of a movie.
NFT : Cursed Images (2026)
★ OF ★★★★★
“What if the VHS tape in The Ring was a cursed NFT?” is a question no one asked for. But here we are. Not only does the film fail to make me care about what an NFT is, it also makes me not care about anything else that happens in the longest hour and 13 minutes imaginable.
2021 wasn’t that long ago, but this movie definitely makes it feel like it was. Every word coming out of the characters’ mouths at their boring house party reminds you how much things have changed in the last five years. The conversation about how Gen Z has it so lucky and is going to make so much more money than the millennials preceding them comes off as so tone-deaf in 2026 that it’s hard to root for anyone to survive their stupid, self-inflicted curses.
For a film that takes place in this time period, it never once mentions the pandemic or the lockdowns—but it definitely feels like it was made in one.
All the actors seem to exist in a bubble where they’re the only people in London. I’m sure it’s partially due to COVID restrictions and a lack of budget, but it’s the unspoken element of the movie that no one wants to acknowledge—one that actually could have added to the tension the film desperately needed. It’s already the most 2021 movie I’ve ever seen, so why not lean into it?
That being said, the film does look decent for a low-budget production filmed mostly indoors. The makeup and design of the cursed spirits are fairly well done and saves the film from being comically bad.
But what really made me grow to hate the film is how it treats its only Black characters. One is described as a drug dealer and a “toxic boyfriend.” The other is the only one smart enough to quickly watch some YouTube videos and Google the easily found curses and how to stop them—only to be thrown under the bus by a white character the second he shares that information.
Had the film given more depth and distinct actions to develop its characters, it might have felt less offensive. In the end, there wasn’t a single character I wanted to survive. They all seem like people I wouldn’t want to be stuck at a house party with—and dumb enough to invest in NFTs in the first place.