SnakesOnAnAfricanPlain As ridiculous and as smile inducing as one would hope. A real grizzly bear trying to look mean, a guy in a bear costume trying to look scary. A film where the token black guy is called Mr. Brown and the fascist Nazi is called Mr. White. It's subtlety like that you just got to love. I really enjoyed the practical effects, and the fact that the bear could rip off your head by simply stroking it. The serial killer sub-plot is a nice red herring and allows for a bit of action during the suspenseful build-up. Morshower's talents are way above this, but he isn't too pretentious or up himself to think so. He gives it his all and has fun along the way. Rodriguez is simply beautiful and Brody the Bear has a bright future ahead of him. A B-Movie I shall be revisiting again and again when I have some beers to get rid of.

ebiros2 There's not much action in this supposed thriller.This is one of those movies that you hardly see the antagonist, but lot of people shots to fill the time. Hardly anything happens until the very end, but even then it's just silly action that looks so fake. The real bear scene in this entire movie is less than one minute. There are many movies of this type that is about nothing but watching people being scared for the entire length of the movie. This is one of them. The quality of production and acting are mediocre at best. Asides from that, I don't see any motivation on the bear's part to take the action. Not even hungry bears destroy a cabin to have its meal (unless it was guided, but then the motivation is so vague). The characters in this movie weren't so nice, and didn't get you emotionally involved in any ways.And what's that music in the end roll? Surely the producers are mocking at everyone who've paid to see this movie.Best avoid this like a plague.

Woodyanders Eight rowdy, unruly, and unrepentant young adult troublemakers are assigned to do community service at a remote California forest preserve under the strict supervision of the no-nonsense Ranger Bob (a fine and credible performance by Glenn Morshower). However, there's not only a vicious escaped serial killer on the loose in the immediate area, but also an even more deadly and ferocious grizzly bear stalking the grounds as well. Writer/director Tom Skull relates the delightfully inane story at a snappy pace, handles the blithely absurd premise with a sly sense of deadpan self-mocking humor (the surprise ending in particular is absolutely gut-busting), delivers a handy helping of graphic gore, and makes the most out of the gorgeous sylvan scenery. The eager and attractive cast have a field day with their stock juvenile offender parts: Randy Wayne as swaggering gas-huffing white supremacist Michael "Scab" White (the scene with White confronting the grizzly while stoned is simply sidesplitting), Emily Foxler as sweet and ditsy bimbo Bebe, Shedrack Anderson III as smooth dude Ty, Zulay Henao as scrappy'n'sultry street gang moll Lola, Julie Skon as sexy'n'snooty rich tramp Candy, Kavan Reece as smug and stuck-up wealthy preppie Ryan, Jelynn Rodriguez as the brassy Kiki, and Trevor Peterson as sarcastic smartaleck Trickster. Popping up in nifty bits are Rance Howard as the folksy Ranger Howard and Susan Blakely as a fierce castigating shrew. Matt Cantrell's polished cinematography boasts lots of neat prowling camera shots and a few sweeping helicopter shots of the beautiful woods. Anthony Marinelli's twangy and harmonic score hits the flavorsome spot. A good deal of amiably inane and campy fun.

aeon_static I've come up with a new term for anyone involved in art who seems to think that the amount of money they spend will somehow buy him talent. I call them "gearsl*ts". They're everywhere. A guy who buys the absolute BEST camera and thinks he's a great video producer now. A guy who buys the absolute BEST guitar and somehow thinks that earns him respect as a good guitar player.The writer and director of this film is one of these people. I can tell. Because he's surrounded by talent that completely outshines him, but his part in this project was so miserably sub-collegian that nothing could save the film. The photography was great. The sound was top-rate. The acting was B-class but marred by a terrible script that made the job difficult for the newer actors to deliver.The money was there. He bought out all of this talent around him. But like Uwe Boll, that can't save him. This is by far one of the worst screenplays I have seen come to life with so much talent laboring desperately to make it in any way adequate. Well, it didn't work.2/10