Three friends embark on a riverboat trip-cum-treasure hunt.
Hollywoods diabolical matchmaker regularly produces films of the form X meets Y, but surely a couple have never been so obviously incompatible as this grim amalgam of Deliverance and Stand By Me.
Three friends embark on a riverboat trip-cum-treasure hunt; what ensues is an exercise in unimaginative bad taste (at one point, the characters spend five minutes flinging bags of human excrement at each other its an appropriate metaphor).
The trio are charmless and the screenplays idiocy seasoned with a toxic blend of schmaltz and boorishness, the only meniscus of pleasure being the anticipation of all three being subjected to a Deliverance-style violent anal indignity. In a movie as disappointing as this, it should come as no surprise that this moment never arrives.