I am fully convinced this film was a front to launder money. I do not know which government agency handles cinematic fraud, but I am going to be on the phone with someone.

Let's state the bare facts: Quarantine 2: Terminal exists. Real human beings acted in it. A studio actively paid money to produce it. But to call this a "movie" feels like an insult to the medium.

As a massive fan of the zombie genre, I have seen more than my fair share of undead media. Even the worst zombie flicks usually have a rhythm—a phenomenal opening that falters in the third act, or a sluggish start that redeems itself with a chaotic finale. Quarantine 2 breaks new ground by flatlining entirely. It sucks from the opening credits to the final frame. There is not a single redeeming moment in the entire runtime.

The plot revolves around an infected passenger forcing a flight to land, leading to a lockdown in a dirty airport terminal. In a baffling creative decision, the director completely abandoned the claustrophobic, found-footage style of the first Quarantine, opting instead for standard camerawork that exposes the atrocious acting and nonexistent tension.

The runtime is a staggeringly short 86 minutes, yet it manages to feel like a life sentence. It is an exhausting, hollow void of entertainment. I am genuinely sorry you even had to read a review about it.