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Okay, so as is my usual habits, I rented this movie and then read the reviews and message boards while opening credits were rolling. For the most part, everybody was in agreement that this movie sucked something fierce, however, I don't really share their opinion. Now as a rule, I WILL give a movie a bad review if it deserves, but in this case, I don't think it does. Essentially, four women end up alone in a deserted resort that has a bloody, ugly past where evil spirits still reside. What makes this story work is A) Interior Mexico is a damn scary place and B) The resort, even in the daytime is creepy as hell. Agreed, the acting isn't top bill Hollywood fair. None of the girls are ugly, but a few are hotter than Georgia asphalt. I wish they'd made the movie a little longer and given a bit more story to the back story, but that's just me. Overall, I thought it was a decent B flick. Don't expect Tarantion or Polanski and you'll be pleasantly surprised.

Well I can't really compete with the comments below that rate this movie as horrible. The fact is, they are all quite correct. What I can tell you is, this movie was MADE for the Satellite of Love. I mean, this is a true match made in heaven. Mike, Crow and Servo could probably get TWO episodes out of this movie without flexing any real muscle and probably three with just a bit of thought. The dialog alone is enough to leave you in stitches. Apparently, elite military units just kinda ramble around, shooting randomly from no cover at people with bows and arrows. Yea, it's THAT kind of movie. If you're a fan of the first one and you just HAVE to watch this, gather up some friends and spring for a case of cheap beer. Better that, than suffer alone.

I gave this a three out of ten. The three is only posted due to the fact that I now have an unflagging faith that myself and four of my stupid half-wit drunk friends can make a movie and release it directly to video. And then follow up with a sequel. There is apparently no prerequisite exam to becoming a director. Okay, enough ripping. Down to business. First and foremost, the damn thing was filmed in Grainavision or something. It looked like they sanded the lens before they shot. In addition, it didn't appear that the production crew cared to waste any money on Steady-Cam. Also, periodic wacky camera angles, reminiscent of the old Batman series litter this cinematic train wreck. As to whether they are intentional or not is a point of conjecture. But wait....it DOES get worse. I can live with two dimensional characters. Good actors are expensive. I'm down with the sound. But they could have at least had the common decency to memorize their lines and not spit them at the camera. I've heard better deliveries from the recorded 411 information. Will I watch the sequel? Oh yea, I will. I carry the Ever Burning Torch of the Satellite of Love. There is of course some redeeming qualities. First of, the story line could have gone somewhere. It really could have. If it had been polished a bit, it could have carried the movie. I like the premise very much. Also, even if they ARE amateur actors, eye candy abounds.