"Much as everyone tried, there's nothing here worth saving."
Originality is fab. Australia had never had a teen slasher film before. Whether we needed one is open to debate. What we didn't need was to waste the opportunity to do something new and original with a script that is not even closing in on half-baked. Don't blame the actors, they gave it everything they had. Don't blame the soundtrack, that's all good. Blame the writer. Blame him a lot.A bunch of film students decide to finish an unfinished horror film that had been shut down when those involved started to die. Decent premise, but that's where decency takes a little holiday and is temporarily replaced by shoddiness.
The cast crank. No blame goes near them. Molly Ringwald especially comes in for some close kudos, in a role that completely thumbs her nose at everything she is *assumed* to be. In playing a stuck up B-grade American import actress, she unloads a can of ham that shows she can do comedy beyond the John Hughes level. Jessica Napier, only young but a second generation veteran of Australian acting, is not only gorgeous (I've got such wood for that girl) but nicely underplayed and scream-free (Jen Love Hewitt, take note).
The effects aren't awful at all and given a better platform to base things on, this crew hot off The Matrix could have made this one scary film.
But the writing. Dear God, who would leave their name on this screenplay? Okay, sure, perhaps some good stuff got cut, such being the vagaries of indie film (especially in Australia), but dear God, find an ending next time.Look, I wanted to support this film. I love Molly to death and love Jess Napier beyond that, but they're not at the wheel. Inasmuch as they've tried hard, the task before them is to fashion a pastry out of a wet, nutty dog turd. Good luck.