A van-load of some truly unfuckable 20-something's drive up to a vacation home out in the woods where they elect to sit around and tell campfire stories. The first one is about a creature that stalks a stranded couple out in the woods. The next on concerns some college kids staying in a haunted asylum as a frat initiation and the third is about a chick who defends herself from a date rape, via stabbing, and goes on to stab to death her roommate for borrowing her shawl...
None of the stories are remotely imaginative or have any kind of clever or creepy pay-off while the bland 'wrap-around' material pretty much takes up the majority of the movie, with such riveting discussions as; 'who is going to run an errand for more lamp oil?' and, 'who is paying for said lamp oil?' and, of course, 'John should really stop scaring the girls'. And then the house implodes... Picking the best segment from this flick is difficult, as they were all so fucking tedious that, with each one, I found myself having a hard time focusing due to the terribly slow pacing. Just avoid this one.
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