A group of friends—Noah (Bryce Draper), Kylie (Stephanie Danielson), Desiree (Laura Jacobs), Billy (Grant Alan Ouzts), and Mia (Lauren Francesca)—emerge from a swamp having narrowly escaped from unseen assailants. Stumbling upon a deserted house, they break in and try to survive the night, Noah phoning his cousin Troit (Lachlan Buchanan) for help, who arrives with friend Chandi (Puja Mohindra) in tow.
Muck is not so much a horror movie as it is an excuse to fill an hour and a half with hot, firm, nubile young women in varying states of undress. Barely a minute goes by without a flash of T&A, writer/director Steve Wolsh missing no opportunity to home in on the girls' impressive attributes; for this I am grateful, because without the constant supply of eye candy, Muck would be an almost unwatchable mess of a movie, with a wafer thin plot, dreadful performances and virtually no gore, most of the deaths occurring just off-screen. Wolsh also opts for some really irritating editing techniques during his so-called scary scenes; thankfully, the excessive visual gimmickry is not used whenever the lovely ladies are undressing.
As if to further prove that Wolsh had no agenda other than to show sexy women in their scanties, he offers up zero exposition, leaving the origin of his attackers a total mystery and ending the film with a cliffhanger that suggests a distinct lack of ideas.
Muck is not so much a horror movie as it is an excuse to fill an hour and a half with hot, firm, nubile young women in varying states of undress. Barely a minute goes by without a flash of T&A, writer/director Steve Wolsh missing no opportunity to home in on the girls' impressive attributes; for this I am grateful, because without the constant supply of eye candy, Muck would be an almost unwatchable mess of a movie, with a wafer thin plot, dreadful performances and virtually no gore, most of the deaths occurring just off-screen. Wolsh also opts for some really irritating editing techniques during his so-called scary scenes; thankfully, the excessive visual gimmickry is not used whenever the lovely ladies are undressing.
As if to further prove that Wolsh had no agenda other than to show sexy women in their scanties, he offers up zero exposition, leaving the origin of his attackers a total mystery and ending the film with a cliffhanger that suggests a distinct lack of ideas.