Isolation Island doesn’t reinvent anything — it spots And Then There Were None, gives it a reality TV glow-up, and immediately throws it into the ocean.
Ten celebrities. Remote island. Big storm rolling in.
At this point I wasn’t asking what happens next so much as alright… who’s going first?
I gave up on names early and switched to a more practical system:
#2: definitely not making it
#5: corpse-in-waiting
#8: here for vibes, not survival
Much easier.
The setup is basically Survivor, but without boring things like safety rules, medics, or basic human oversight. Just a group of rich, media-trained adults happily signing up for dangerous, unsupervised challenges like liability law is more of a suggestion. Completely normal behaviour. No notes.
The cast feels like someone ordered the “thriller essentials” starter pack:
you’ve got the troubled protagonist, the walking red flag male, and — somehow — the influencers, who are annoyingly the most capable people on the island. Dark times.
Naturally, nobody explains their motivations, because we’re still pretending that hiding basic information counts as suspense. It doesn’t. It just makes everyone seem vague on purpose.
The first half drifts by in a soothing loop of:
find wood → boil water → question life choices → repeat
Less “tense survival thriller,” more “light bushcraft with existential dread.” It takes so long for the first death to show up I assumed it got lost on the way to the island.
When things finally do start happening, it briefly turns into a decent mystery… before remembering it only brought one twist and awkwardly shoving it into place like flat-pack furniture.
To be fair, the island is doing most of the work here — storms, creepy ruins, nice atmosphere — while the characters mostly contribute by being wealthy and mildly unbearable.
Logic, meanwhile, has fully left the chat. This isn’t suspension of disbelief so much as firing it into space and waving goodbye. No oversight, extreme challenges, wildly incompatible contestants… and not a single lawyer appears? Incredible. Inspiring, even.
The writing’s easy enough to read, though the tense shifts pop up randomly like jump scares, and the editing feels like it clocked out halfway through and never returned.
Final Thoughts
⭐ 2 stars — I finished it, which feels like a personal achievement given the circumstances.
At this point I’m convinced modern thrillers are built using a simple formula:
remote location + terrible people + light murder
Shuffle it, print it, done.
Much like me with this particular trope.