Some films are born from original ideas, others from books or urban legends… and then there’s Dear David, which comes straight from a Twitter thread. The premise was promising: a horror story based on supposed real events, with a modern "digital terror" twist that could have really worked. But in the end, what could have been unsettling turns out to be a soulless retread. The movie has its moments—there are a few jump scares that do their job and an atmosphere that initially seems to be building toward something serious. But it quickly becomes repetitive, with a plot that doesn’t really scare, intrigue, or hook you in. What’s most frustrating is how seriously it tries to take itself, losing what could’ve been its best card: the absurd, mysterious nature of the original viral story. The characters don’t help. It’s hard to empathize with them, and the story, which should build tension, just slowly fizzles out. By the time the ending rolls around, you’re left feeling like this was better suited for a short… or honestly, best left on Twitter. Neither fans of classic horror nor those looking for something different will leave satisfied. It’s watchable, sure—but only if you keep your expectations very low. A shame, because Dear David had all the ingredients to at least be an intriguing experience.