Two Australian men introduce three American backpackers to the legend of Lemon Tree Passage, where a ghost warns young drivers to slow down.
After seeing the ghost, they uncover a force that haunts the area, and starts to shroud them.
Isolated and miles from home, the tourists find themselves caught in an evil force much more hideous than the stories that have been told....
What could have been a nice little Antipodean horror movie, gets bogged down by it's own cleverness, and poor acting from the cast.
It starts off well enough, two parties on the beach exchange stories, and go on to pursue one of the stories, but instead of going down the straight horror 'gorenography' route, which would suffice for a low budget movie, the makers have decided to be clever and do something a little different.
sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't, and this is a prime example of the latter.
When you start to question a movie, and find yourself saying 'I would have settled for a below par I Know What You Did Last Summer', which this sets itself up to be, you know you are losing interest rapidly.
What we get is a twist on the myth, the original story is wrong, and we get a sort of weird Woman In Black revenge film.
Which bored me senseless, mate.