CheerupSilver Very Cool!!!

Dotbankey A lot of fun.

2freensel I saw this movie before reading any reviews, and I thought it was very funny. I was very surprised to see the overwhelmingly negative reviews this film received from critics.

Brooklynn There's a more than satisfactory amount of boom-boom in the movie's trim running time.

Wuchak but with ambiguous creatures instead of a witch; and a side of pro-veganism. That pretty much sums up 2006' "Feeding Grounds," a micro-budget horror flick about eight bickering youths in Southern California who get stuck in the desert and encounter the unknown.To get anything good from "Feeding Grounds" you have to be able to acclimate to its low-budget style and limitations. I did and was able to find some rewarding elements, but it's mainly a tedious and one-dimensional barely-a-budget horror flick. Despite the lack of funds, there's some evidence that the filmmakers have talent. Parts of the movie have an eerie, arty ambiance in a good way. So the filmmaking is noticeably better than the do-it-yourself amateur (non)tone of the similar "Delirium," which came out just after "Feeding Grounds." There are a couple of things that make the movie worth investing in, like the voluptuous redhead in the opening act, Rachel (Rebecca Gannon). Unfortunately, it's just a glorified cameo and you have to endure an eye-rolling lesbian romance sequence to appreciate her. Secondly, and more importantly, there's a notable rock/metal song that plays during the end credits. While the credits list the five or six songs that appear on the soundtrack I was unable to pinpoint which is the one that plays during the final credits. It's obviously a no-name band, but it's outstanding; very creative.The eight youths that make up the cast are diverse and believable in their roles, not spoiled college kids, Just ordinary people, but they're only so-so interesting; and mostly not. If the script was tweaked they might be more compelling. Plus there are no real babes aside from the aforementioned Rachel from the brief prologue. Still, I appreciated the distinctions between the characters and their overall realistic portrayal.As for the attackers or creatures, it becomes clear that they have a way of initially infecting the victims via some kind of bite or sting (or whatever) which makes them sick, semi-drugged ripe prey. Now and then you'll hear a radio broadcast that provides info on what may be happening – unknown disappearances in the desert and the theorizing thereof, which is reminiscent of the occasional TV broadcasts in 1968's renowned "Night of the Living Dead." A few plot holes: Why do the creatures allow the police to come & go without attacking them? Why does one driver refer to the lack of "exits" on the highway when it's a two-lane road, not an interstate? Speaking of the road, why is it paved with people occasionally driving by and then mysteriously morphs into a dirt road and (I think) back again? The film runs 82 minutes and was shot in Southern California.GRADE: Borderline C- or D+ (3.5 out of 10)

Deep-Thought A motley group of young people head for a remote desert cabin where they plan to kick back for a couple of days, which means drinking even more, and using even more drugs, than they're consuming before they get to the cabin; and where the guys plan to put the move on the girls, except, of course, for the clearly defined sharp-tongued Plain Jane. Naturally, something hungry is lurking out there in the desert; something that makes an awful lot of noise chewing and swallowing.The average episode of SpongeBob Squarepants has better writing and acting, and more depth and complexity, than this dreck. It's as if the cast, director and crew who are making this movie are out there only as an excuse to do for real BEHIND the camera what the actors are pretending to be doing in FRONT of the camera: namely, cursing, drinking cheap booze, and taking a variety of drugs, while the guys haplessly strut about putting the moves on the girls, who act suitably coy, until they get tired of acting coy, and so of course suffer the usual fate of pretty young women in movies like this, which is to be devoured a minute or two after foreplay has started. (Actually, calling them "actors" is being generous.) The filmmakers did themselves and their film no favors by naming their production company Brain Damage Films.Actually, now that I come to think about it, this dismal dog of a flick has improved my life, because watching it, I had to confront the question of whether I really, truly, absolutely, positively have nothing better to do with my time than to watch drivel like this.

Woodyanders A group of young adults venture into the remote desert for a weekend vacation. The group get themselves seriously lost in the stalking grounds of a vicious predatory monster. Director Junior Bonner, working from a crafty and engrossing script by Alex Ballar and Jamie Gannon, not only ably evokes a strong feeling of dread and dismay, but also milks plenty of nerve-wracking suspense from the tense premise, makes excellent use of the isolated dry'n'desolate desert location, and creates a grim and despairing tone that becomes more increasingly dark, bleak, and hopeless as the gripping story unfolds towards a startling conclusion. While the characters aren't totally sympathetic, they are nonetheless all distinct, well drawn, and believable as hapless individual beings stuck in a dire situation; it's genuinely upsetting to see these folks succumb to panic and turn on each other. Moreover, there's a pleasing and intriguing ambiguity to the film which adds immensely to the overall eerie atmosphere (for example, we never get a clear look at the beast). The uniformly sound acting from the capable no-name cast rates as another significant asset, with especially stand-out work from Ballar as the nerdy Stephano, Gannon as the obnoxious Marcus, Kiralee Hayashi as sensitive, yet resilient Vegan Mary, and Kathryn Ely as the sarcastic Rhonda. Tarin Anderson's crisp and agile cinematography makes inspired dynamic use of a hand-held camera and offers plenty of cool artsy angles. The shuddery score by Robert Hawes and Eric Lindsay does the spine-tingling trick. Well worth checking out.

Clinton Rushing If I could give this a -1, we would be in the ballpark. First review for a movie online ever. It was very special indeed. Please for the love of all that is holy, if you like horror, b horror, bad movies ala mystery science theater do yourself a favor and save yourself the time. A few of the women were mildly attractive, other than that, absolutely no redeeming qualities what so ever.All of the other reviews I've seen say something positive about the "film", which is why I had to write this. The acting was non-existent. As was the cinematography and special effects. I'm at a loss for words as to how to describe how unbelievably cheated I feel of my time here.and you are welcome. Have a great day, hope you got to this before watching the movie, provided you could sit through it.