A professor flies to an isolated archaeological site to do a report on a discrepancy. Work at the site has uncovered a structure that predates anything that should be there and odd things are starting to happen.
After showing the professor around, the group has dinner, talks, and later goes to sleep. In the morning they wake to find the Native American workers have walked off in the middle of the night. No one is sure why or where they went. But when they follow the footprints, they discover they’ve all gone in the opposite direction from their village. There is nothing in that direction. With no relief from the harsh elements, they’ll end up dead.
As if that isn’t strange enough, people are starting to hallucinate, hear voices, and spew black liquid when sick. There is a deer outside that speaks and one guy suspects another is stock piling supplies so he can leave. Their communication is out, they’re fighting amongst themselves, and the supply delivery is days over due.
The set up of an arctic, isolated, research community with something odd happening has overtones of The Thing. This is about psychological discomfort. It’s an okay film, but I’d have liked the ending to be less vague. The one thing that I found puzzling was they were worried about running out of gas, but still were powering everyone’s cabin. Wouldn’t it make more sense for everyone to start bunking in one or two cabins so they could save their fuel?
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