The man who directed the immortal Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-A-Rama, David DeCoteau was responsible for this mess. He throws in a record number of just-for-the-heck-of-it slow motion shots of chiseled males swimming as well as enough homoerotic shower scenes to qualify this as the Best Gay Themed Horror Movie since Beaches. I mean the girls in this movie never even think about removing a stitch of clothes! Oh well, thank God for small miracles because at least the guys keep their undies on in the shower.
DeCoteau used to make fun movies filled with blood and tits. Now I’m afraid he must have taken some of the steroids from the movie because it seems he’s lost his balls with this movie.