I will admit that I didn't get to the end of this movie (and I have a very high pain threshold when it comes to bad movies) one of the characters said "I'm not putting up with this sh*t any longer!" once too often and I agreed with him and went off to find some paint to watch dry.
The film is endless. Shot after shot of the same 7 or so actors standing in front of the same 5 walls talking talking talking endlessly bloody talking. Yadda Yadda Yadda all the time and saying nothing interesting*. When something does happen it happens so badly that you are left wondering "what was that all about?"; this particularly applies to the 'escape from the cells' sequence which suddenly, out of nowhere, is done with an under-cranked camera and 'comic' music a la Keystone Kops (complete with car horn honk as the guard is bashed on the head). The plot, such as it is (a bunch of semi-Punk semi-New-Romanticly dressed mall rat types try to get the bag of a stranded traveller), is thin and the whole thing sounds like it was written a 17 year old and made as a film school project.
It may be there are stunningly interesting plot twists in the last 20 minutes or so of this movie but they aren't worth the wait.
*occasionally the crew walk about in the background pretending to be extras.
