When a group of friends enjoying a bachelor cruise in the Caribbean stumble upon a research facility on a remote island, a deadly virus is unleashed. The group must find a way to survive before the flesh eating virus consumes them all.
The college friends Paul, Karen, Bert, Marcy and Jeff rent an isolated cabin in the woods to spend a week together. When they arrive, a man contaminated with a weird disease asks for help to them, but they get in panic and burn the man, who falls in the water reservoir and dies. The whole group, except Karen, makes a pact of drinking only beer along the week without knowing where the dead body is. When Karen drinks tap water and gets the disease, the group begins their journey to hell. Written by
Claudio Carvalho, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
Paul contracts the killer virus by having unprotected sex with Marcy. See more »
At the beginning of the sex scene between Paul and Marcy, the red pillow on the left side of the bed is virtually upright, pinned there by Paul's head and the white pillow. Towards the end of the sex scene it is suddenly laying flat on the bed. See more »
Hey, boy. Hey, boy. Hey, boy. Unn? C'mon, boy. Hey. Hey. Hey, fella.
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This movie rides a too little story, and to depreciate it, is the awful acting, one girl in a black bikini, sun baking on a lazy boy in an plague infested river, she might as well been a corpse. The hillbilly music at the end credits was another minus. Five college friends head off to the woods, where a flesh eating virus, found in the polluted river, turns our fun seekers, into flesh rotting corpses. As to keep the movie running at adequate running time, which seems almost to last forever, first they show small symptoms like fevers, coughs whatever, until the slow and ugly disintegration takes effect where they form into grotesque states of being, one by one, where it's kill or be killed. Two knowing their fate have one last sexual encounter in a barn, where the first victim was kept in a quarantine by the others. So really there's your movie, it's gore, and make up effects, great, but this isn't enough to sustain it from being a good quality horror film, to Roth's following, brilliant shocker, Hostel, which is still one of the most scariest horrors I've seen in I don't know when. The mains, most of them unknowns, excluding one who's star shone bigger, gave such incredulously bad performances, I was in a state of utter disbelief. It's like they weren't ever trying to act, where you think a Christian name like Rider could make you a big star. One plus if you can call it that, was the psychopathic hillbilly locals, who added some air of menace to this insubstantial debut. Fortunately Roth went onto a better class of stuff, superior to this backwoods drivel.
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