Movie Review: Black Creek Slightly Suffers From Cliche and Amateur Acting.
Black Creek begins with a number of disparate (yet oddly connected) story lines including; a missing girl going Satan-eyed and offing and/or possessing some teenage deer hunters, a gaggle of high schoolers doing that tried and true ‘teen partying’ at their emo pal Mike’s (who is a P.H. Native American…trust me, that will be important later) murder house (hey, just because folks died there years previous doesn’t mean you can’t go B.D. into the hot tub), and a young couple gettin’ their horny on in the woods…woods decked out in dream catchers…but wait my creeps, the plot sickens… Before long our hot tub lovin’ youths head out to that ol’ hoary chestnut, ‘the cabin in the woods’, to lay emo dude’s father’s ashes to rest…and drink…mostly drink…and fuck…and emo it up…I don’t know…aaaand bad dreams and possession by evil Native American spirits ensue! Can Mike come to grips with his heritage and the loss of his father and save his
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