She’s not got perfectly lacquered eyelashes or a winking one-liner to pitch as she stabs Buck in self-defense. And when she knocks him and his brother to the ground, she knows there’s no time to race back to her car, and so hides.
The fight is quick, leaving both sides bleeding. When he puts himself in between her and her car door, Sawyer fucks politeness and doesn’t wait for him to strike first. But when Hollister invites her back to theirs, she declines. So when a smirking Hollister and scowling Buck approach her SUV, she’s polite in the way women are taught to be when alone with strange men. On her way to Washington D.C., Sawyer’s traveling in simple sweatpants, a sweater, sneakers, and a no make-up look. With a restrained tone and matter-of-fact production design, McGowan makes Rust Creek feel like a true crime story unfolding before our eyes. Meanwhile, a police investigation brews that threatens to bring an explosive end to this backwoods drama. Though confused by his actions, Sawyer forms an unexpected friendship with Lowell as she helps him cook meth for his Hollister’s upcoming deal. He’s an enigmatic rescuer who chains her to the wall of his trailer, but hides her from her would-be murderers. Instead, she’s taken in by this gruesome twosome’s cousin Lowell (Jay Paulson). But Sawyer’s scurrying about the woods doesn’t take up much of the runtime of this unique thriller. The heroine here is stalked by a similarly dangerous duo, Hollister (Micah Hauptman) and Buck (Daniel R. She’ll fight back, flee, and do whatever it takes to survive, even if that means making a shaky alliance with a meth-cooking recluse.Īt first, Rust Creek reminded me of Killing Ground, a 2017 horror-thriller in which a young couple gone camping are hunted by a merciless pair of gun-toting rednecks. But college athlete Sawyer (Hermione Corfield) refuses to be a damsel in distress or see her story end in a shallow grave. Did you hear about the girl whose GPS turned her down a dangerous back road through a cruel Kentucky forest? When she stopped to get her bearings, she was accosted by a pair armed and leering locals.
Afghanistan, Africa, Albania, American Samoa, Anguilla, Azerbaijan Republic, Bahamas, Bahrain, Bangladesh, Barbados, Belarus, Bermuda, Bhutan, Bolivia, Botswana, Brazil, Brunei Darussalam, Cambodia, Cayman Islands, Central African Republic, Central America and Caribbean, Chad, Chile, Colombia, Comoros, Côte d'Ivoire (Ivory Coast), Democratic People's Republic of Korea, Djibouti, Ecuador, El Salvador, Falkland Islands (Islas Malvinas), Fiji, French Guiana, French Polynesia, Gambia, Guam, Guernsey, Guinea-Bissau, Guyana, Honduras, Iraq, Jamaica, Jersey, Kuwait, Laos, Lebanon, Libya, Lithuania, Macedonia, Madagascar, Malawi, Maldives, Marshall Islands, Mayotte, Mexico, Moldova, Mongolia, Montenegro, Morocco, Nauru, Nepal, New Caledonia, Nicaragua, Pakistan, Palau, Papua New Guinea, Paraguay, Peru, Republic of Cuba, Reunion, Russian Federation, Rwanda, Saint Pierre and Miquelon, San Marino, Senegal, Sierra Leone, Somalia, Sri Lanka, Sudan, Suriname, Svalbard and Jan Mayen, Swaziland, Syria, Tajikistan, Trinidad and Tobago, Tunisia, Turkmenistan, Tuvalu, Uzbekistan, Vanuatu, Venezuela, Virgin Islands (U.S.Rust Creek begins like a cautionary tale that might be whispered in hushed tones at the fraught end of a long girls night.
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