Prior to their tenth year reunion, a group of friends gathers at one of their homes to catch up with each other. Their host is nowhere to be found, so they start without him.
On the wall are large copies of their yearbook photos stating what they were voted most likely to do. Oddly enough, everyone in the graduating class was named Most Likely something. Not sure if that's something schools actually do now. When I was in school, there were specific categories for senior superlatives and a different section of the yearbook for those who won.
The group sits around talking about their successes or analyzing their own faults. None are that interesting. One guy is a famous actor who brings his model girlfriend, which makes things very awkward since one of the others is his high school ex still nursing a broken heart. Yikes! She still isn't over it, and doesn't trust anyone. You see, that's why she's bad at poker. Yes, really. She's a poker player but manages to blows every good hand due to the trauma of being dumped in high school.
Talk turns to their time on the yearbook staff which leads to how they took the senior photo of one of the school losers, scratched out his eyes and mouth, wrote die on his forehead, and gave him the title Most Likely to Die. Oh it was so hilarious - until one of them managed to slip it into the final proof and it got printed in the yearbook. They never intended for it to be printed, but hey those were good times, right? Right?
The group parties it up while the creepy caretaker watches. Old creepy graduated with them and the rich hockey player who they're visiting gave him a this job. Um kind of weird, but okay. Is it any weirder than inviting your high school friends to a party at your house, and not inviting the guy from high school that lives in your house as a caretaker?
When the killings start, their first thought is it's old creepy. caretaker guy. Each time someone dies, a read X marks the yearbook photo on the wall, and their death is in a manner corresponding to their Most Likely To quote in the yearbook. And there you have it. It's a fairly typical slasher with unsympathetic characters.
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