If I had known this was a "found footage" type of movie, I would have never watched it. Unfortunately, once I start watching a movie, I have to watch all of it. Rarely have I hated this compulsion more.
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The movie starts with some narcissistic putz paying more attention to his camera than to his surroundings with the result that he and his pregnant wife are in a car accident, his wife loses their baby, and he loses an eye. In the accident scene, his right eye is obviously injured. In the very next scene, he has a patch over his left eye. Over the next five to ten minutes, the injury goes from right to left and back again a few times. One would think that someone involved with this production would have jotted something like "it's the right eye, idiots" on a post-it note or maybe the actor would have realized that something was amiss, but apparently not. This pretty much set the tone for the entire movie.
Obviously not having learned the dangers of ridiculous levels of narcissism from the accident that killed his unborn baby, the guy makes a prosthetic eye camera -- complete with epoxy and strands of ... stuff! Bet that felt good in his raw socket. He, the Mrs. and four friends then take a trip to a cabin in the woods. Overused cliché, anyone? Oddly enough, everyone seems perfectly content with letting the one person in their group without depth perception do all the driving.
What followed was a display of overacting rarely seen outside the confines of late night infomercials aired only on the really cheap channels, as our heroes raced back and forth through the woods and corn fields, cameras a-shaking', while aliens grabbed at them from the dark and took their clothes. Apparently this was an attempt at communication. Why beings capable of interstellar travel would be limited to the meager communication options of stripping people naked and leaving cryptic crop circles isn't explained. I would think that such an advanced species might realize that a simple, "I say, ol' chaps, that thing you found is ours, and we would like it back," would be more effective.
The final thing that made me groan was near the end when the guy was reviewing the video from his camera eye and came across footage of the accident at the start of the movie. You know, video from a time when both his eyes were real (although one was a bit deflated). I suppose he could have copied the video over to his eye from the camera he was using at the time of the accident, but why?
I would have given this movie one star, but the dog in it was really cute and gave a better performance in his thirty seconds of screen time than any of his human costars.
**** Spoilers ****
The movie starts with some narcissistic putz paying more attention to his camera than to his surroundings with the result that he and his pregnant wife are in a car accident, his wife loses their baby, and he loses an eye. In the accident scene, his right eye is obviously injured. In the very next scene, he has a patch over his left eye. Over the next five to ten minutes, the injury goes from right to left and back again a few times. One would think that someone involved with this production would have jotted something like "it's the right eye, idiots" on a post-it note or maybe the actor would have realized that something was amiss, but apparently not. This pretty much set the tone for the entire movie.
Obviously not having learned the dangers of ridiculous levels of narcissism from the accident that killed his unborn baby, the guy makes a prosthetic eye camera -- complete with epoxy and strands of ... stuff! Bet that felt good in his raw socket. He, the Mrs. and four friends then take a trip to a cabin in the woods. Overused cliché, anyone? Oddly enough, everyone seems perfectly content with letting the one person in their group without depth perception do all the driving.
What followed was a display of overacting rarely seen outside the confines of late night infomercials aired only on the really cheap channels, as our heroes raced back and forth through the woods and corn fields, cameras a-shaking', while aliens grabbed at them from the dark and took their clothes. Apparently this was an attempt at communication. Why beings capable of interstellar travel would be limited to the meager communication options of stripping people naked and leaving cryptic crop circles isn't explained. I would think that such an advanced species might realize that a simple, "I say, ol' chaps, that thing you found is ours, and we would like it back," would be more effective.
The final thing that made me groan was near the end when the guy was reviewing the video from his camera eye and came across footage of the accident at the start of the movie. You know, video from a time when both his eyes were real (although one was a bit deflated). I suppose he could have copied the video over to his eye from the camera he was using at the time of the accident, but why?
I would have given this movie one star, but the dog in it was really cute and gave a better performance in his thirty seconds of screen time than any of his human costars.