For best friends Sophia, Jessica, Beth, and Amber, one little night of drunk debauchery isn't enough for their bride-to-be friend Kathleen - no, they head off to Mexico for an entire week of bachelorette party fun. As you might expect, their party time soon turns into a nightmare, as four of them (minus the one that hooked up with some guy the night before) are driven out into the desert, robbed by their "tour guides," and abandoned in the middle of nowhere. With one of their number shot, the girls hole up in an old abandoned resort and hope that their other friend will be able to find and rescue them. They have no idea that their "last resort" is so tainted with evil that the locals refuse to go anywhere near the place.
It's not that easy to go wrong with a film built around attractive young women drinking and partying, but director Brandon Nutt and the three script writers manage to do just that. Except for the one girl being separated from the group early on, the story plays out quite predictably all the way through the final frame. We really don't see enough of what happens to the girls that night in the resort, either. Yes, we know how the cursed resort affects them, but no one even bothers to explain how it happens. We don't really get to know these characters very well, either - in fact, I had trouble remembering which girl was which at the end of the movie. As far as the acting is concerned, though, I don't think it's all that bad given the film's estimated budget of $155,000 - it's at least competent, anyway. It's pretty clear the filmmakers didn't invest in the most advanced video equipment, though.
The Last Resort probably appeals most to horror fans, but there's really not much here for a horror fan to enjoy. The film entirely fails to register on even the most sensitive of fright scales, and there isn't the slightest hint of suspense to be found anywhere. There is some gore, but it's of the bland "look what happened here" variety. When you come right down to it, there's very little here for a horror fan to embrace, and - aside from the hotness of America Olivo - there's virtually nothing about The Last Resort that will appeal to the non-horror fan.
