Sunday, November 3, 2013
Blood Runs Cold
I don't know much about this, other than it's one of the new B-movie releases on Netflix. The plot is far from original: friends go to a cabin in the winter time to have sex and get drunk, only there's a crazy psycho blah blah blah, you know how this is going to go. Except the actual delivery of the film is nothing like how it's described. We start with some female singer songwriter that goes to an empty cabin to clear her thoughts and write new music. Her manager is a jerk (for whatever reason), and wants her to also do interviews with the press to generate buzz for her nonexistent album. After 15 minutes of her exploring the house with an expression that makes Kristen Stewart seem over-dramatic, she goes to a local bar.
There, she finds her ex that she dumped for "fame and fortune", and his friends Captain Douche and Miss Forgettable. They have the bright idea to go back to the cabin, and we're treated to 2 of the most boring 10 minute sex scenes. The next day comes, and all of the singer's guests are slaughtered like pigs. I mean, there is bloody everywhere, ear piercing screaming, and quite a bit of property damage. Now, most people with half a brain would say oh shit and get the hell out of dodge before they become the next victim. What does our "heroine" do? Cleans up the blood, fixes the damage, and starts writing songs. You read that correctly.
Another 20 minutes of her hearing noises, and she finally meets the killer. I should probably mention that towards the end we're lead to believe the killer is some supernatural force. I was willing to accept it until she stabbed him, and a cloud of dust along with a fart noise came out. So what is this guy? A ghost? Demon? Immortal? I don't know. No, I really don't know. He's presented as some...thing that kills and eats people, and he can't die. The end.
This whole thing is a case where whoever made this did not give a shit. They got some funding, convinced 2 chicks to get naked, and got to spray blood everywhere. And it's stuff like this that pisses me off. It's 85 minutes I can't get back, and that time could've been devoted to watching something that's actually worth the celluloid it was filmed on. This gets a zero. If you want to see a cabin trip from hell, look for Cabin in the Woods or Donner Party.