Okay, here's the deal. A low budget movie doesn't earn a pass exclusively because it was made with little cash. It deserves whatever review it gets based on how engaging and entertaining it is. Enter the indie demonic horror flick "Let's Not Meet". This dude Ryan Callaway had an idea for a film. Then he wrote and directed the damn thing. Yeah, so it's not gonna be nom'd for an Oscar. However, it is also not a total piece of crap.

The no-name acting troupe is not entirely devoid of talent, the subversive plot can't be roundly dismissed and the get-your-kicks quotient is not nearly negligible. Which, let's be real, is a helluva lot more than you can say about FAR too many multi-multiplex mega money mediocre to miserable big budget a-BOMB-inations.

So there.

What a pile of, well you know. God that was bad. Hollywood has no writers. It's a curse

There were enough good and bad reviews about this film to catch my interest, and going against gut instinct, I decided to watch. I should have gone with my initial instinct.

Why is it in these movies, there's always one idiot who singlehandedly makes every bad decision possible in a survival situation, and makes them all in one fell swoop? Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you Brittany, who decides to leave the relative safety of shelter, and numbers, to wander off alone and weaponless in the dark, in the woods, while being stalked by a sinister figure whom she knows has bad intentions.

Low budget. Slipshod plot. Below average acting. Typical idiotic behavior by the victims. Do yourself a favor and pass on this flop. The negative reviews were right.