Two women hear mysterious screams at night and try to track them down, leading to involvement with other “scream hunters”, many of whom have died suspicious deaths apparently at their own hands, and a mysterious crew of attackers who seem to appear randomly. The women find mysterious objects, they fight, they watch movies together, they run around filming things, and the whole thing was tough for me to follow.
I really want to like this movie, primarily because the leading, umm, players—I can’t call them actors, because they can’t act—seem really affable, despite acting stiffly and forcedly strange, and not being able to act. And one lead is so irresistably, extraordinarily pretty in this very plain, girl-next-door way that she kind of takes my breath away, visually at least (YMMV. I have my tastes; you have yours.)
Unfortunately the whole thing seems like a couple of kids got together to make a movie. The story is unusually labyrinthine for such an amateur effort, and swings wildly from surrealism to humor to gore and horror, with the only commonality being that it’s all really badly executed.