3/10
Vewy vewy poor. Seriously.
24 July 2015
Warning: Spoilers
On a remote Caribbean island, a research facility seeks to create a cure for the Cabin Fever virus from a bloke who appears immune to it (Sean Astin, in a career-worst performance. And film). Crashing into this set-up, which is already going pear-shaped, come a bachelor party comprising likable and sensible groom-to-be Marcus, his obnoxious and annoying idiot partner Dobbs, his brother Josh, and Josh's girlfriend Penny with whom Marcus had a bit of a thing a couple of years ago, and quite why she's along I have not the faintest idea, other than to swan around in a bikini to my daughter's annoyance. Chaos ensues.

This was in Poundland, and it even had one of those embossed outer slipcases, so it must be good, right? Wrong. This is perfectly dreadful. Not in every way, mind you - it is technically competent - but creatively. It is poorly written, directed and acted, and almost all of the second half is composed of that stalwart of horror movies which have running time to fill and no idea what to fill it with - yes, that's right, creeping around in unlit tunnels by torchlight, a section which is so badly executed that you're never quite sure who is creeping where and what they expect to achieve when they get there.

I don't recall ever having seen a film quite so bad featuring an actor with anything similar to Mr Astin's track record.
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