An Exercise in Screeching

Rating: 2/10 (20 February 2012)

I am going to be very incisive in my review.. so be fore-warned..
So we have a bunch of hens with an attitude problem - they try out death-defying feats, to prove their physical fitness and prowess. They also guzzle beer, gossip, console each other, and frequently, screech at each other too. Fine.
In due course of time, they decide to explore a tunnel in the Appalachian Mountains (in case you didn't know.. these mountains were made famous by 19th century author, Washington Irving, who based many of his eerie stories in the Catskills, an extension of the Appalachians in NY state). After much screeching and beer-guzzling, this group manages to enter a tunnel, and promptly get lost inside, because the tunnel had not been explored earlier.. and the guide book had not been brought inside (purposely). After more screeching, twists and turns in the dark, damp crevices, they come across strange hairless beings, whose only preoccupation seems to be biting these unfortunate friends of ours. Must be really hungry, these fellows. The way these subterranean creatures crawl all over the the roofs and walls of the tunnels would put Spiderman to shame.
More screeching and bloody killings later, the film ends abruptly. By this time, I was too bored and sated with all the bloodshed, and did not feel like rewinding the end, just to see if I had missed anything. Surely a film cannot be so fatuous and pointless? Apparently, it is.