32 minutes and 42 seconds of my life that I'll never get back. And yes, I stopped this cinematographic massacre before it was over.
A plot worthy of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, acting worthy of good old 90s porn, ... I don't want to be too harsh, but I think you'll get a lot more pleasure from having your gluteal cleft waxed with a blowtorch than from watching this movie diarrhea.