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Synopsis: XX is a new horror anthology with a gender twist - all segments will be helmed by female directors and will star female leads. The directors have been given free creative rein within budget and time constraints, but all of the segments themselves will involve the horror genre.
Genre: Horror
Production: XYZ Films
  1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
4.6
Metacritic:
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Rotten Tomatoes:
72%
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Year:
2017
80 min
$30,611
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before the native Americans

be called native Americans?

Not necessarily.

Could be early homo sap

or homo novus,

depending on what theory

of history you subscribe to.

This is it, man.

It's just us and the stars

and the best hiking around

all weekend.

Yeah.

It's nice.

That glamping place

that I booked

in the... in the park,

that was also really nice.

That had showers.

And it had screaming children.

And paths where you can walk

and not get lost and...

Trail markers made of

crushed natural ice cans

from frat bros.

Exactly. Thank you.

This is

the best campsite around, okay,

and nobody even knows about it.

How'd you know about it?

I just know sh*t, man, okay?

I commune with nature,

and it shows me the way.

- It shows him the way.

Or he bribed the gas station guy

at the last stop.

And also that.

- What?!

- That's true.

- Are you kidding me? Paul!

- What?

It could be, like,

illegal for us

to be out here.

This is like a historical

heritage site, clearly.

- Ah.

- You know, we could

- get arrested for that.

- Oh, come on.

What? You think they want people

spray-painting d*cks

on those ancient murals?

Hieroglyphs.

Petroglyphs.

Hieroglyphs are Egyptian.

Oh, my god.

I hate you so much sometimes.

I don't think anyone's been

up here in a long time.

Maybe it's cursed.

It's not...

You think it's cursed?

What was that?

What was that?

- No, Paul, don't do that.

- I'll check it out.

No, no. Paul,

please don't do that. F***.

- Gretch, don't...

- Paul, please don't...

Oh, my god!

It's got me! Oh! Run!

Gretch, don't entertain him.

You're just encouraging him.

- I know. I f***ing know he's...

He's razzing me.

I got it. I know.

Paul?

Where the f*** did he go?

I don't know.

Paul, come on, dude.

I'm not...

I'm not coming to get you.

He does this.

You remember he did this

in the Adirondacks?

He, like, wandered off,

and then he, like,

broke his f***ing ankle.

- I was just kidding.

- Don't, Paul.

- That's not f***ing funny.

- What?

You love me.

Come on.

Okay, we're done

f***ing with her.

Seriously.

I'm going to bed.

What? No!

It's so early.

I was just f***ing around.

I'm not feeling good.

How's your hand?

- I don't know. It stings.

- Ohh.

You can put

some neosporin on that.

It might get infected.

Your face is infected.

Infected?

Okay.

Where's the neosporin?

I have some in my bag.

You want me to show you?

- No, I can get that.

- All right.

Sleep well.

Love you.

Wow.

Oh, man.

I got way too stoned, you guys.

Oh, no.

What the f***?

Gretch?

Gretchen, what are you doing?

Hey, are you okay?

Jay. We shouldn't be here.

Hey. Gretchen, what is...

What's...

What's wrong with you?

Gretchen?

You shouldn't be here.

What the f***, man?

- Jay, what's happening?

- Jay.

What are you...

What time is it? What...

Jay, what the f*** is happening?

I don't know! I don't know!

We have to go!

Where's Gretchen?

- Jay, what are you...

- Gretch?

- What are you doing?

- Jay!

What the f*** is going on?!

Say something!

Whoa! Stop, stop, stop!

Jay. Whoa, dude.

No, no, no, no! She's hurt!

Wait! Wait! Wait!

Get the f*** off me.

- That's my sister.

- Oh, my god.

Gretchen! Gretchen!

This is so f***ed.

We have to leave now, okay?

You can't go out there.

Why can't I go out there?!

She's f***ing hurt!

Listen. Trust me.

- What is your deal?

- Just trust me.

I'm not leaving

without Gretchen.

Okay.

Shh.

Please. Ah...

- Uh...

Open the door.

Open the door.

Okay. Okay.

No. No.

Gretchen, it's me.

It's me.

So you believe me, doctor?

You actually believe me?

I believe people have agendas.

This crazy world, I swear.

I'll go somewhere

they'll never, ever find me

or little Andy or Jenny.

Godspeed to you, Mrs....

No.

She's gone.

Come on. Come on.

Dumb beast.

You want anything special

for dinner tomorrow night?

Maybe I'll roast a chicken.

Doesn't make sense.

Sure it does.

I was born.

Now I'm grown up.

Almost grown up.

Give me one more day

to be your mom

before you get to vote.

You're just sentimental.

We could see that new movie

that dad is in.

Ohh. Of all the things

you wanna do for your birthday,

that's it?

Where has he ever been for you?

How can he be there for me

when we're always

hiding from him?

Ambition can be an evil thing,

honey.

He'd rather be

a Hollywood playboy

than a real father to you,

and we're hiding for a reason.

Not this again. I gotta go, mom.

He doesn't deserve

to have you in his life.

I'm meeting with

your teacher today.

Do whatever you want.

We need to talk

about what happened at school.

Go ahead.

See what they say.

Kipper?

What is it, boy?

Want your coupons?

- Might as well.

Can't beat

two-for-one tuna fish.

So, um, is Andy old enough

to let you out of the house

for a night on the town?

Well, that's...

That's a nice suggestion,

- but I don't think...

- I know.

You're too busy.

Ah, out of self-respect,

I have to try

at least once a year.

I just thought you could

use a change of pace, is all.

I appreciate that, Chet.

It's kind of you to think of me.

Seems like you

haven't had it easy,

and you've always

done good by your kid.

I'm late for my shift.

The incident was unfortunate,

but nothing

that we feel requires...

Unfortunate?

Sir, are you on drugs?

Now, there's no call

for that kind of

hostile language, Mrs. withers.

This is insane.

Your son tore

my daughter's fingernails off,

tore them clear off.

She had to go

to the emergency room,

her hands were

bleeding so badly.

I just don't understand

why he would do

something like that.

"Because I felt like it."

That's what he told Stacy.

He's just never been a violent

or cruel...

I hear the stories.

I hear about the things

he makes the other kids do,

all in the name of being

in the cool clique.

Mrs. withers, what about

Andy's side of the story?

I mean, who's to say

he wasn't provoked

at some point?

Are you suggesting

that this is Stacy's fault?

Conflicts like these

between hotheaded teenagers...

Stacy is on her way

to being valedictorian

at this school.

I would hardly call her...

are often

very complicated situations.

It's just not as black-and-white

as you're describing it.

I am at a loss.

He should be

suspended from school

or expelled.

What are you suggesting we do?

I think it would be helpful

if Stacy...

Takes a break from school,

vacation, if you will,

until the dust settles.

You can expect

a call from our lawyer

later this afternoon.

You've always been decent

to our family, Cora,

but your son needs real help.

And if you can't see that,

apparently so do you.

I apologize that you

had to witness that outburst.

You're...

Not going to punish him?

You have to do something,

or he's never going

to get the message.

No, we don't.

You see, Andy has sent

a message to us.

Over the course

of these past four years

at this school,

Andy has revealed himself

to be a truly remarkable

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Jack Ketchum

Dallas William Mayr (November 10, 1946 – January 24, 2018), better known by his pen name Jack Ketchum, was an American horror fiction author. He was the recipient of four Bram Stoker Awards and three further nominations. His novels included Off Season, Red, and The Woman, which were adapted to film. In 2011, Ketchum received the World Horror Convention Grand Master Award for outstanding contribution to the horror genre. more…

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