Yeah, so did this guy. Only Sacrilege is the rinky dinkiest, shallowest, grade-D knockoff of those films. Brought to you from England!
Four dingy chicks spontaneously decide to take a weekend getaway up into the woods to a remote cabin. One chick wronged another chick, so the two other chicks hate her. Let's invite her along! Offended I keep calling them chicks? I'd say all four are 30-somethings, constantly dressed for a flash aerobicize, act like giggly schoolgirls, come off as shallow and spoiled, and absolutely think they are funnier and more charming than they actually are. Cut me some slack.
One chick has to set time aside to create "content" for her social media feeds. This consists 100% of selfies of her face. In the car, in the bathroom, in the bed, outside while being leered at by the creepy groundskeeper. Wow... the content! I'm sure she's got one thrilling Instagram page. Modern horror alert: We have a lesbian relationship. They sleep together, and any shred of nudity is obscured. For that matter, the entire running time skirts the skin.
So they pick up a hitchhiker ("What's the worst that can happen?" is actually uttered), who talks them into going to some pagan ritual, where our stars become the town's latest sacrifices. This whole process starts when the girls submit their greatest fears (oh boy, these are some weak fears), and are confronted with them for the remainder of the picture. SPOILER: One girl dies via accidental CGI garden shears through the head, another is murdered via car grill antlers, and one girl drinks bleach(!) because she is spitting out ticks, and survives. I'm actually not sure this curse is built to kill off any of these victims. Sheer stupidity (and murder!) seem to be the common factors.
MORE SPOILERS: Just when you think things can't get any dumber, two chicks try to leave town, and are met by a small mob with torches. One chick fights her imaginary abusive ex-boyfriend, then shoots the town's mock deity with a flare gun, and the mob parts to let them through! How anything in this movie is plausible, well, you've got me. It's horror for dummies, made by dummies. Don't believe me? Check out the DVD interview with the director and producer. I thought this movie said nothing. These two give you, (not) surprisingly, even less substance, discussing all things trivial and dull, over 16+ minutes.
Four dingy chicks spontaneously decide to take a weekend getaway up into the woods to a remote cabin. One chick wronged another chick, so the two other chicks hate her. Let's invite her along! Offended I keep calling them chicks? I'd say all four are 30-somethings, constantly dressed for a flash aerobicize, act like giggly schoolgirls, come off as shallow and spoiled, and absolutely think they are funnier and more charming than they actually are. Cut me some slack.
One chick has to set time aside to create "content" for her social media feeds. This consists 100% of selfies of her face. In the car, in the bathroom, in the bed, outside while being leered at by the creepy groundskeeper. Wow... the content! I'm sure she's got one thrilling Instagram page. Modern horror alert: We have a lesbian relationship. They sleep together, and any shred of nudity is obscured. For that matter, the entire running time skirts the skin.
So they pick up a hitchhiker ("What's the worst that can happen?" is actually uttered), who talks them into going to some pagan ritual, where our stars become the town's latest sacrifices. This whole process starts when the girls submit their greatest fears (oh boy, these are some weak fears), and are confronted with them for the remainder of the picture. SPOILER: One girl dies via accidental CGI garden shears through the head, another is murdered via car grill antlers, and one girl drinks bleach(!) because she is spitting out ticks, and survives. I'm actually not sure this curse is built to kill off any of these victims. Sheer stupidity (and murder!) seem to be the common factors.
MORE SPOILERS: Just when you think things can't get any dumber, two chicks try to leave town, and are met by a small mob with torches. One chick fights her imaginary abusive ex-boyfriend, then shoots the town's mock deity with a flare gun, and the mob parts to let them through! How anything in this movie is plausible, well, you've got me. It's horror for dummies, made by dummies. Don't believe me? Check out the DVD interview with the director and producer. I thought this movie said nothing. These two give you, (not) surprisingly, even less substance, discussing all things trivial and dull, over 16+ minutes.