it be the early morning of our discontent and and some friend of mine and i have just get through watch the wind . truly a disaster film . not in the sense of force of nature wreak havoc on an unsuspecting populace and but rather an awful movie wreak havoc on an unsuspecting audience . to give you an indication of how frustrating it be to watch this particular bomb and i will give you an example quote during my first pained viewing . if give the choice of watch this movie for a second time and and say and boil myself and i be afraid to say the choice would not be an immediate one . but rather than simply rant ad peliculam with lousy one liner and i be go to get specific a to why exactly my friend and i pan this particular film . to start this off and i like low budget horror flick . i even like artsy and low budget horror flick . i like cold heart and midnight mass and jugular wine and etc . film that be ambitious and daring and even if they be lack in production value and execution and even act . generally and an interesting premise and unusual camera technique or merely just a well do scene or two will save a movie that be run a little rough around the edge . with these proviso in mind and i would like to say conclusively that i hat the wind . the movie be probably most disappointing in the sense that it be incredibly frustrate to watch . from the action of the main character and to the flow ( . ) of the plot and to the big portent hint at by the opening which ultimately aspire to dust ( and do not even attach themselves logically to what transpire in the remainder of the film and and leave the viewer and expect something more and with a sense of much ado about nothing ) . the dialogue be spotty at best and woodenly deliver and completely unrealistic . by this i mean and no one in any of the situation that the character be in would have react the way the character do and or say the thing that they say in the way that they say them . there be an obvious lack of vision and direction that would have correct this problem . character interaction and development be abysmal . claire and the lambent sex goddess and or so the aggravating and passive aggressive lamesters in the movie thought and be so overt in her manipulation she may as well have pull a gun on the character . nevertheless and she be the shining high point of the film . the other main character ( with the exception of mick milfy mom and who be not terrible ) be so indistinct that they may as well have be portray by the same actor . let see if i miss anything represent borderline personality and co submissive goon with profound feeling of sexual confusion and inadequacy and spur to fit of puerile rage through the artless orchestration of a loose lipped bimbette suddenly and unmasterfully turn caligari . no and i think that about cover it . lack of scope be also problematic . how do those involve with the making of this film expect the casual viewer to derive that this be the beginning of the end of the world from this amateurish and unbelievable and poorly portray lust pentagon ( well and what would you call it . ) that occur largely in the wood in the middle of nowhere . there be no witness to the atrocity present . there be no witness anywhere in this film . the believability problem stem from this lack of attention to detail be rife even from the point where the plot begin to sicken . case in point represent if that guy bob take that route through the wood to come home from the gym and and here the key and every day and there a jolly good chance that someone else would have be around to see something at some point afterwards while the perpetrator argue vociferously about the crime scene . one would think that with the murder of a young man in the wood and say town would have be in an uproar and the character would have be question and etc . but instead and there wasn not a witness in sight ( other than earl and the closet psychopath with no inner monologue ) . we suggest that there be no witness for this film and either . a for the quasi homosexual meanderings present and i do not have a problem with those either . it not a if they come a a surprise and consider we have be shout a to the closet case stati of most of the male character since the second scene . again and not problematic in and of itself and but throw in for the wrong reason . it be utterly unnecessary and throw in for pure shock and or or dangerous art value and and neither shock nor dangerously artistic from any perspective . what we have instead be an awkward attempt to redeem a boring and clumsy movie with a boring and clumsy plot . the poorly hint at sexual tension and which be only hint at heavy handedly in anticipation of this flaccid snog scene and only push this film far down the totem pole from mediocrity warrant criticism to film suck so bad that it lack the inherent grace to suck enough to properly mock and harangue . so it be with most of the film and a lot of artistic fumbling and very little meat and a lot of aggravation . it not that we do not get it . oh and we get it and alright . we just do not want it . look and the very fact that we be cheer the bludgeoning in the final scene a the only tableau that make sense on it face be an indication that something be terribly wrong with this film . rather than move briskly along a it name implies and this movie ooze languidly forward like the sweat trail work it way down the side of your nose while your hand be full . argh . that sensation pretty well sum up the gut wrench frustration realize while watch this train wreck . there be no breath of fresh air with regard to this movie and only the stale miasma of bad idea poorly realize and putrefy before come to fruition .