Keaton and Robin take their friend Gideon on a Bourbon Trail pub crawl for his bachelor party. Gideon's other acquaintance, Wayne, is along too, but they don't pay him much attention. Gideon isn't really enjoying himself, because he's in Alcoholics Anonymous, and suggests they look for some famous bootlegger's buried treasure instead. One that is supposedly jealously guarded by the descendants of said bootleggers.
It's not a movie about some idiots from the city being hunted through the woods by dangerous country people. It's mostly about something that's been fermenting inside Gideon for 10 years, a mixture of insecurity, guilt, self-pity, entitlement, anger. The movie plays coy about it for a while, that there's some tension between he and Robin, that Gideon is a "Nice Guy" type. But he also mentions he was drafted during Vietnam, so you wonder if that's it for a while.
By the end of the movie I was disappointed that one of the three main characters survived. I didn't think any of them really deserved to. I had kept hoping Gideon would pull out of his tailspin, but at a certain point, had to abandon that hope. Keaton and Robin are terrible friends. It's obvious this thing has been eating at Gideon for 10 years, and equally obvious that when he's tried to bring it up, they basically said, "Let's talk about that later." Spoiler alert: later never arrived.
Of course these are also the same two idiots who brought an alcoholic on a drinking tour of distilleries for his bachelor party, so it's pretty clear the friendship with Gideon is conditional on not interfering with their fun.
It's not a bad movie, though it isn't really tense because I'm not too invested in whether anyone survives. It's mostly just depressing, in a variety of ways.
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