A rock band on the way to a desert festival detours in search of a spiritual journey to ignite their decaying already marginal career. Taken in the spirit of hyperbole about the casual daily brutality of being a hard rocking metal bad; i.e. as in Deathklok in the series Metalocalpyse you will see depictions of indifference to tragedy that in any other setting would be callous and repulsive but here is made amusing by the fact that "we're a rock band and we've seen worse". A band and their manager meet with a Native American dealer in peyote who offers them "The Sun". However the dealer has specific instructions that must be followed literally or else a curse will be unleashed on those who do not follow those instructions; do no harm to ANYTHING, not even so much as a tiny bug. Anyone knows that an organism as anti-social as a rock band will of course immediately defy those rules. Chaos ensues.
Tom Arnold did a fantastic job as the manager. He added a lot of much needed chemistry to the band; constantly berating them with frustrated jibes, insults and taunts to get them to do anything towards success. I generally don't like his roles but this one was perfect for this movie. There are other A-grade (A? It is hard to tell these days what is but I think many of them are A) celebrities in this movie which surprises me since the scope of this movie was so limited. I wonder why they all consented to do this film? Did the producer have dirt on them? Or did they just need to cool off and recharge with this film?
I didn't like this film because it featured giant ants; though that is why I chose to watch it. I wound up liking this film because of the casual dark humor that pervades this scenario; but not so dark as to be repulsive. Some folks die, the band somewhat nonchalantly grapples with giant ants; because they've seen worse while the normals with them crumple in fear. Also, it did it go into the realm of overdeveloping the characters; you got the sense they were going nowhere and becoming pathetic has beens but that's it; and that's all you need for this (and many) horror movies. Whoever wrote their dialogue did a great job as well.
The CGI ants fit the theme and while you could tell they were CGI they didn't look like cardboard cutouts. So, pretty expensive but not the most expensive. The set is minimal but the setting, a desert, certainly justifies this. The only thing that was obviously pared down was the festival but *shrug* a stage, speaker racks, gantry and toilets - it was all there and all that was needed.
I liked how they employed Michael Horse and Danny Woodman as a duo; they too had good chemistry and some scenes that struck me as funny. I don't understand their role exactly as they seem to be both the perpetrator of and follow up clean up crew to the problem of the giant ants.
So, despite this being a Hollywood thing, which is normally repulsive character drama trash when it comes to horror, I would watch this again.