Written by Halie Todd, Glenn Withrow, & Ivy Withrow
Directed by Glenn Withrow
Richard...Thomas Wilson Brown
A group of tech-addicted teeniebopper girls are enlisted into a special program to help them overcome their dependencies. They are taken on a wilderness getaway down the river to learn how to manage day-to-day life without their gizmos and gadgets--how to write instead of text; how to look at the scenery instead of record it; how to play board games instead of those new-fangled vidya games. That sort of thing.
They set up camp along the shore the first night, earning the ire of a couple of rough hewn river rats. Cut off from society and with no means to call for help, the girls spend the next couple of days being hunted and terrorized.
It's not an especially original plotline, though the setup is a novel way to explain away the horror movie conundrum of "why don't the call the cops!?". This is about the one millionth variation on The Most Dangerous Game, and while each one offers its share of thrills, nothing new is rarely (if ever) brought to the table. Had a little Lord of the Flies been tossed in as well, I may have been slightly more impressed.
The cast does a surprisingly good job at playing a bunch of spoiled teenage girls, though maybe it's not that surprising since they actually ARE teenage girls...not a bunch of 25-year-olds pretending to be teenagers as would be seen in a Hollywood production. Much of the dialogue was improvised, it seemed, but mostly came off as natural--either the result of good acting or good editing. However, there were so many of them that it was difficult to pick out any individual characters as they all just seemed to blend together.
Although slow moving at first, it picks up significantly after 40 minutes or so, but the violence that unfolds is rather tame, a lot of it obscured by darkness or occurring off-camera. Whether this is a case of less-is-more, or just less-is-cheaper is up to the viewer, but I was kind of disappointed.
It's a competently made indie and worth a watch, but don't expect your socks to be rocked.