Review – Piñata: Survival Island

I’ve got to start paying closer attention to video boxes. Around midway through watching this stinker I grabbed the box, and yes there it was, the word “piñata,” in smaller type than “Survival Island” but nonetheless unmistakably there. We rented this at least in part so a friend who wanted to be able to claim he’d seen every Jamie Presley movie ever made could move one step closer to his goal. And on that front, mission accomplished. Beyond that, however, there’s not much reason to sit through this stinker. The acting is abysmal, the script almost nonexistent, and the production so cheap that they actually had to use video effects to make it look like an ATV was on fire rather than just setting an ATV on fire. I expect it probably goes without saying, but I’ll go ahead and say it anyway: the killer piñata is about as scary as, well, a piñata made menacing by bad video game graphics. It’s not quite bad enough to be funny, but it does come close. See if desperate