You know, I was really excited to get back into doing this cut. The holiday was over, I got my shit sorted, so I turned to Netflix in hopes that it would just feel the motivation and child-like energy I was ready to put back into this blog. Then it gave me Sendero. A film that moved slow and tried sooooooo hard to be edgy that all I could do was fart on the couch and count the minutes until I could play video games.
Sendero is set in Argentina and exists in some sort of time warp where I can't tell if it is the 80's or if it's modern times and this section of Argentina is so far behind that 80's style only just arrived. We meet a group of 20-somethings getting together for a road trip. For all horror films, this plot is fucking dead!
The group eventually encounter a woman sitting in the road, bleeding from multiple wounds. Another vehicle shows up and the two guys inside get out and wreck our co-ed New Kids tribute act. From here we meet the "family" of the two guys and some sort of mother-ish figure. I'm not really sure what she is because she seems close to the same age, if not younger, and just dressed older. This is where the ultimate fuckery begins.
We're treated to some confusing dialog, unnatural and excessive props (such as a web of chains keeping a guy chained to what I assume was a free standing window frame), and hyper-aggressive sexual displays. It's like they saw an Eli Roth film and thought "we can do that," and then got drunk while coming up with ideas of what's edgy.
Here's a great example. The guy chained the window is getting checked on by one of the two "family" guys. The family guy eventually whips his dick out and starts jerking it in front of the chained man. The other family guy, comes in and makes a scene about how the prisoners "aren't ours" and to never do that again, but then proceeds to bend the first guy over a chair and butt fuck him in front of the chained guy.
It's such a "man, this is fucked up, but let's make it more fucked up!!!" scene. It was things like this that made me roll my eyes. Add the fact that the subtitles were 1-2 lines behind what was being said onscreen made this film a goddamn knife to my eyes! I rolled my eyes right into a knife, then rolled knives around my orbital cavities!
I give Sendero 0 Argentinian flag out of 5... but also a million couch farts: