My quick rating – 4.5/10. I thought the trailer looked decent, so I popped on Hive. It opens with a scene that will make you side-eye every playground you ever drive past. Kids are happily going to town with sidewalk chalk, drawing away in total innocence, when a bleeding woman stumbles into frame like she just escaped a much better horror movie. Instead of helping, the little monsters just keep sketching as her fate quite literally gets drawn out in front of her. Broken bones, blood, and an immediate reminder that horror movies have spent decades warning us about creepy children for a reason. Kids are evil. Cinema has spoken.
After the credits, Hive shifts its focus to Sasha, played by Xochitl Gomez, a tightly wound, anxiety-fueled teenager who gets dropped off by her brother Marco (Aaron Dominguez) for what should be a simple babysitting gig in one of those rich suburban gated communities that practically screams, “something awful happens here after dark.” The first red flag comes almost immediately when Sasha is given one very specific rule: do not take the kid outside. Naturally, within what feels like five minutes, she takes the kid straight to the park. Scholarship recommendation? Apparently unimportant.
From there, Hive settles into a strange blend of suburban paranoia, body-snatcher weirdness, and what feels like a not-so-subtle satire of hive-mind neighborhood culture. The kids at the park are genuinely unsettling, and honestly, they steal the show. Their performances do most of the work when it comes to fright. Victoria Firsova’s Zaley absolutely nails the snobby, unsettling rich-kid energy too, making every scene she’s in feel just a little more off.
The problem is that once Hive gets past its strong opening setup, it starts failing pretty hard. The concept itself has some promise, but the film never really explains how any of it works in a satisfying way. The hive force, the infected behavior, and especially the sugar weakness all feel pulled out of a hat. Regular sugar is the weapon of choice here, which raises some deeply important scientific questions. Are we dealing with an alien fungus that forgot to manage its glucose levels? Is this the first horror villain defeated by pantry staples?
A lot of the choices feel like writer/director Felipe Vargas had a cool visual idea first and then worked backward to justify it later. Some moments are undeniably stylish, and credit absolutely goes to the direction and cinematography (Carmen Cabana) because there are flashes of genuinely solid filmmaking throughout Hive. Unfortunately, those moments are trapped inside a story that asks its characters to make one baffling decision after another.
And wow, these characters make some choices. Horror movie logic is one thing, but Hive often feels like its leads are actively sprinting toward danger as a lifestyle decision. Escape routes appear, logic briefly enters the room, and then everyone collectively decides to do the exact opposite.
In the end, Hive mostly survives on atmosphere and sheer weirdness. It’s not particularly scary, the gore is limited, and the story doesn’t land nearly as hard as I wanted. Still, if you enjoy strange suburban horror with creepy kids and a few unintentional laughs, there’s just enough here to keep it watchable.
