I don't write reviews. This one made me. I cannot in good conscience allow any coherent individual to suffer through this hot mess. Sometimes you read a review of a movie that is so bad, you want to watch it to see just how bad it is. Please don't with this one. Grass. Yelling. Grass. Screaming. Cal. Becky. Travis. A rock. Darkness. Chanting. There. That's it. You're welcome.