This movie has an interesting premise, but it's a hell of a mess. It all revolves around a couple of American tourists, on vacation on some beach in a Thai community, who have been chosen by a bunch of local fanatics, for some ritual from hell. The plot is easily predictable, although the suspense keeps the attention. The problem is that the director is weak, without ideas, unconcerned with any script logic or intelligent dialogue.
It seems to me that he tries to use the same drug on the spectators given to the protagonists and expects everyone to be hallucinated to endure the film until the end. So scenes overlap in no order, like a steamroller with no brakes, and you have to find a way to put things in place on your own. With 15 minutes to go, you finally get an explanation. But at this point all you want is a quick escape from this disaster. I'll spare the dedication of the brave Maggie Q, who in the midst of this mess does her best to get the message across that the film is somehow serious.
It seems to me that he tries to use the same drug on the spectators given to the protagonists and expects everyone to be hallucinated to endure the film until the end. So scenes overlap in no order, like a steamroller with no brakes, and you have to find a way to put things in place on your own. With 15 minutes to go, you finally get an explanation. But at this point all you want is a quick escape from this disaster. I'll spare the dedication of the brave Maggie Q, who in the midst of this mess does her best to get the message across that the film is somehow serious.
