This thing was dope. Starts slow but don't let that fool you. It turns into a white knuckle ride!!

The allegorical premise of GREEN RUSH concerns the primal preeminence of female-plus-fetus in her primordial habitat. At intervals, we hear about the lioness and other predators of nature deep in their Darwinian writhings and to not apply these broadside hints to the obvious intricacies of human interaction as related to reproduction in GREEN RUSH would be doing a disservice to this finely-wrought parable. Early on, Maria goes so far as to applaud the killing of the male plant's seedpods in order to enhance those of the female, for God's sake, do you have to be literally hit over the head with a metaphor? This film is a veritable forensic feminist manifesto with all it's gleeful Bram Stokian gore and torrents of toxic homoerotic masculinity. There's plenty of fodder here for the #me too brigade as well! A real pretzelodian twist on the everyone-dies genre; I was on the edge of my seat for an entire hour. And it sticks with you beyond its running time, so relatable is this motley crew of stoners, rednecks, refugees, and ex-cons. So much for prison reform! These people feel like the exact braindead bunch of bunglers that we all grew up with. The house itself is a blueprint for every single serious stoner's crashpad that ever was and I loved that just about every single one of the blockheads could have been the father. By the end, one hardly cared if Maria fell victim to a cougar or not. Nice touch--leaving it open to speculation. Butter wouldn't melt in HER mouth either way.

I saw the bad reviews, and as I had nothing better to do, I watched this anyway. Yes, there's a problem with the sound. Too much muffling and background noise to understand what's been said. But, this isn't a film that requires every word to be heard to make sense. But the acting was good. The story was good. And I would watch this again. I'd have given it a 7 if the sound was of a good quality.