Directed by Stewart Hendler. Starring Leah Pipes, Briana Evigan, Jamie Chung, Rumer Willis, Caroline D'Amore, Margo Harshmann, Maxx Hennard, Julian Morris, Matt O'Leary, Carrie Fisher, Audrina Partridge. (R)
A stupid college prank goes extra stupid (and wrong, to say the least), resulting in a dead co-ed and five fellow sorority sisters with a dirty little secret to keep; you don't want to know what these twits did last summer, this summer, or any summer to come. Ostensibly based on 80s slasher flick, "The House on Sorority Row," but hardly resembles it; within the deluge of uninspired horror remakes of its time, possibly the lowest of the low. Opens with a camera shot that circulates a college party so obnoxiously crass, it immediately becomes clear that every character in the movie will be loathsome (even Evigan, who appeared destined for "final girl" status as soon as she was introduced). So nauseatingly constructed--frothing camera movements, gratuitous close-ups, grimy filters, edited with a chainsaw--that one begins to wonder if the direction was done as a sick prank similar to the one that occurs in the first act. Avoid at all costs, even those curious about what the heck Carrie Fisher is doing in this garbage--she's only onscreen for about five minutes, and is right to look a little embarrassed.
15/100
A stupid college prank goes extra stupid (and wrong, to say the least), resulting in a dead co-ed and five fellow sorority sisters with a dirty little secret to keep; you don't want to know what these twits did last summer, this summer, or any summer to come. Ostensibly based on 80s slasher flick, "The House on Sorority Row," but hardly resembles it; within the deluge of uninspired horror remakes of its time, possibly the lowest of the low. Opens with a camera shot that circulates a college party so obnoxiously crass, it immediately becomes clear that every character in the movie will be loathsome (even Evigan, who appeared destined for "final girl" status as soon as she was introduced). So nauseatingly constructed--frothing camera movements, gratuitous close-ups, grimy filters, edited with a chainsaw--that one begins to wonder if the direction was done as a sick prank similar to the one that occurs in the first act. Avoid at all costs, even those curious about what the heck Carrie Fisher is doing in this garbage--she's only onscreen for about five minutes, and is right to look a little embarrassed.
15/100