A group of friends on a weekend camping trip find themselves being picked off one by one when one member of the group refuses to abide by the urban myth that you can breathe in evil spirits when passing cemeteries.
Erin Marie Hogan
Mike and Matt own nothing and share everything, including their life's work, a screenplay which seems to be their only escape from the harsh reality that is the Hollywood machine. Mike and Matt's friendship is put to the test as they fight to maintain their integrity amongst Hollywood's biggest temptations; money, greed, and slutty ex-girlfriends.Written by
There is a current vogue for movies about ugly, geeky kids who for some inexplicable reason are romantically irresistible to the drop-dead gorgeous leading lady of the picture. For proof of this watch almost every movie that Jessie Eisenberg or Micahel Cera have ever made. Without wanting to sound like a bigot I wonder if this has anything to do with the fantasies of 90% of Hollywood's power-brokers who before attaining their positions as producers, directors and agents were ugly, geeky kids of a certain ethnic/religious persuasion who were anything but irresistible to the beautiful girls they fantasized about in school while getting straight "A"s and having their lunch money stolen by the football team. This movie is yet another one of these geeky kid fantasies. It might be believable if the "geek" had a dynamic personality, amazing sense of humor or perhaps some superhuman power or Love Potion No. 9 in his backpack but no. In this movie, surely one of the most beautiful women to have ever walked the planet (Maxim readers have my back on this opinion by the way) can't take her eyes of the beady-eyed, rodent-like features of Cameron Fife's pathetic character when she sees him at a toga party and before he has even spoken one word. They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder but come on! Add to this the fact that metaphorically his character has all the fizz and personality of yesterdays unfinished beer, It is all to ridiculous for words. The only nerd who could ever seriously get away with this "beauty and the geek" nonsense was Woody Allen - and Cameron, you sir are no Woody Allen.
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