
The Ruins is a horror movie with little horror and, even worse, little plot. A group of four friends on a Mexican vacation decide to take a break from the beach and margaritas and explore an off-the-map Mayan archeological dig site. They end up getting more than just a break from the ordinary. The four-some are college-aged students who act like they are in elementary school and look like they are in their mid-thirties. The characters have no redeeming qualities, which makes it hard to sympathize with any of them when they meet their fate.
Once they four-some arrive at “The Ruins” the plot quickly goes from weak to just plain awful and never manages to dig itself out. There is no rhyme or reason behind any of the events taking place. They meet a group of indigenous people whose main focus is to destroy the unwanted visitors. Why? Nobody knows. After being trapped atop the giant Mayan Pyramid by the indigenous people our four-some begin to discover that the ruins themselves may have an agenda of their own. Once again, no explanation, no reasoning; just mindless banter among the group, blood, cussing, girls in their underwear, etc.
This movie was the worst kind of horror film and serves as a perfect example of how not to make a horror movie. It wasn’t scary, it was hooky at best. Blood doesn’t equate fright and screaming and cussing doesn’t mean good horror movie acting.
Missy Cinema Score: D
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