Not a COMPLETE waste of time. It is predictable and trite, but I managed to sit through it's entirety. It is almost one of those movies that you love to hate. Almost. In this film there are a few people upon whom I wish ill, and things with which I had serious issues:
High school students? Not believable. College students would have been less of a stretch.
D-Bag kid whose uncle is the chief of police? I wish I could punch people through the internet. His D-Bag girlfriend as well. I was glad you died.
Uncle Chief of Police? Could you make me roll my eyes any harder with your over the top portrayal? I think not.
Lou Diamond Phillips? Your character deserved to die. I liked you in Young Guns and The First Power. This one, not so much.
The parents? Oh. My. God. How can one's performance be simultaneously wooden AND over acted? Think Crispin Glover in "Back to the Future": "Hey... You... ...Get... Your... Damn... Hands... Off... Her." Thanks, Mom. Dad, grow a pair. Seriously. I *did* think of a fitting demise for the pair, though. Dry well, about 40 feet deep. Spikes at the bottom. Mom and dad are tied together with about 20 feet of rope. Mom gets tossed in, and at the rate of 32.2 feet per second, Dad has a little more than a second to actually do something. Which the movie quite clearly established he won't. So, she's impaled, and he gets to die thinking about how he did nothing once again.
This was one of those movies where it is actually more fun to have these sort of discussions during and after. Watch it if you have someone who is amused by your rants.
High school students? Not believable. College students would have been less of a stretch.
D-Bag kid whose uncle is the chief of police? I wish I could punch people through the internet. His D-Bag girlfriend as well. I was glad you died.
Uncle Chief of Police? Could you make me roll my eyes any harder with your over the top portrayal? I think not.
Lou Diamond Phillips? Your character deserved to die. I liked you in Young Guns and The First Power. This one, not so much.
The parents? Oh. My. God. How can one's performance be simultaneously wooden AND over acted? Think Crispin Glover in "Back to the Future": "Hey... You... ...Get... Your... Damn... Hands... Off... Her." Thanks, Mom. Dad, grow a pair. Seriously. I *did* think of a fitting demise for the pair, though. Dry well, about 40 feet deep. Spikes at the bottom. Mom and dad are tied together with about 20 feet of rope. Mom gets tossed in, and at the rate of 32.2 feet per second, Dad has a little more than a second to actually do something. Which the movie quite clearly established he won't. So, she's impaled, and he gets to die thinking about how he did nothing once again.
This was one of those movies where it is actually more fun to have these sort of discussions during and after. Watch it if you have someone who is amused by your rants.