Five twenty somethings are chosen via email to compete for $50,000 in a reality tv show. They are told to meet at a dock in a bayou area. Creepy hillbilllies pick them up in their boat and drop them off in the middle of the swamp.
There is no one waiting to meet in them, not at the dock or where they’re dropped off, but they assume this is part of the show. There is no food, supplies, or instructions. Just an old camcorder which they assume is to do their point of view shots. Oddly enough, they ask no questions about how it’s going to be recharged, even though they made fun of one of the kids for bringing an iPod and not having a way to charge it.
It seems like these kids should be more suspicious. But then again, they were duped by an email. They haven’t met anyone or signed a contract. The five characters are: small town girl who can only talk about her fiancé; weird loner who hopes to use the money to record a demo with his band; guy who lost his scholarship after blowing out his knee; shallow girl who wants to be famous; and arrogant buff guy who wants to be a model.
Thankfully one of them has some knowledge of how to make a fire and what’s safe to eat in nature. The next morning, the weird loner is gone. Did he wander off? Did something sinister happen? Did he quit because he couldn’t take it? And why isn’t anyone questioning their situation and how they are to claim that $50,000?
As you do when someone disappears and you’re in a creepy place, they split up to look for him. People start dying, they find a cabin in the woods which has candles burning in it. They aren’t concerned about who might have been there and who might be coming back. Then the hillbillies come a-calling. Oh kids, stop looking for fame and money on reality shows.
Ridiculous dialogue
I used to do landscaping so I’ve had my shares of splinters.
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