Reviewed Jul 01, 2012
Egads what a temp of 103 can do to one desperate to get out of the sun. Heat stroke would have been preferable to this monstrosity of confusion, poor writing, amateur acting skills, and tedium. Usually I can at least describe the nature of the "ghouls" in a film and what the purpose of their activities are (usually mindless mayhem). Here they try to tell us that the "ancient ones" demand sacrifice or they will end the world. Poor Sigorney Weaver has to trot out and explain this to the survivors of the carefully planned ritual. The film makes no sense and deserves to be sacrificed to the ancient ones --they'd never ask for another sacrifice after that one arrived.