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Feral isn't very good. 

 I try to treat every film I watch fairly. To this, I manage my expectations. If a film is billed as an erotic thriller, I don’t compare it to Citizen Kane. Instead, I ask how well it did what it set out to do.  If a film has a low budget, I don’t compare its FX to Avengers. I also look for something that makes the film worthwhile. Sometimes a movie isn’t very good, but there’s one thing in it that makes you glad you saw it. Think of Primal Fear, a terrible movie that deserves to exist because of an outstanding performance by a young Edward Norton.  Sometimes it’s top-notch make-up FX that I enjoy. Sometimes it’s an engaging subplot. Most movies have something. Feral has nothing.

You tend to expect any movie with a “name” actor in it to have a baseline level of competence. Feral fucks that expectation right up.  The plot is pretty simple. Three couples go on a camping trip in the middle of nowhere. One of them is attacked and killed by something. The others succumb to a sickness that turns them into wild zombie-like creatures one by one. That’s it. Further summary isn’t really warranted as nothing novel or interesting happens. Sure, then meet a man who lives in the woods and take refuge in his cabin, so that’s more plot, but by then we don’t really care. T

The attempts at character development are thin, and kind of cliché. There’s a romantic triangle that isn’t believable, mostly because the people involved seem less like actual humans and more like some novice screenwriter’s half remembered recollections of characters in other, better, movies.

The star is Scout Taylor Compton (who was good in Rob Zombie’s Halloween, and other films). Here she is wasted. The screenplay gives her no real character traits and nothing to do.  

The “characters” stumble about behaving almost entirely but not completely unlike humans.  They make stupid decision after stupid decision and eventually we start to forget which of them is which as they are all identical in their stupidity. The dumb is fractal. No matter how closely you look it is always the same amount of dumb in the same dull shapes.


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