Photographer Tyler Shields' debut feature Final Girl is a beautiful-looking whiff. Both Shields and his cinematographer Gregory Middleton have taken great care in shaping how the movie is composed and lit and very little care in the story it is attempting to tell. This is the work of a filmmaker with a terrific eye but no idea what he wants to say.
Final Girl is basically two movies slapped together, neither one of which is all that good. The first is the older-man-trains-younger-girl-assassin movie, recalling La Femme Nikita and Leon the Professional and Kick-Ass and, most recently, Barely Lethal and Gun Woman. The second half is an extended sequence in which Veronica faces down a group of raping, murderous assholes in ways that are neither interesting nor satisfying. The two halves have little to do with one another except that she's able to do the things she does in the second because of what she learns in the first. It's almost as though it's the result of two completely different scripts combined into a single feature. Only both scripts are bad.