Inhale
The ludicrous organ-harvesting thriller Inhale opens and closes with scary facts about the transplant business: Even in America, the ratio of needy patients to available organs is 10 to 1, which has opened up a thriving black market for illegal parts obtained by dubious means. It’s a case of Third World violation for First World privilege, and there’s a great movie to be made about the moral dilemma of wealthy people closing their eyes, plugging their noses, and choosing their loved ones’ health over the fate of an unknown, perhaps unwilling, donor. But Inhale falls in some terrible nether region between docudrama and pulp: In following one man’s violent misadventures through the Mexican medical underworld, it’s neither remotely convincing as true-to-life drama or lurid and propulsive enough to work as exploitation. It’s just bad.