Someone convinced Tony Todd to cameo in their home movie, and they attempted to splice an alien invasion film around it. To be fair, he acts the hell out of this performance, and earned every penny of whatever woeful paycheck this movie might have budgeted. Everything from the acting to the catering appears to be amateur hour. There are no effects, no scares, no horror beyond a disquieting existential notion of having your will usurped by ‘the changing’, and some poor attempt at allegory for groupthink and cult mentality. There’s a long of boring conversations to make up for lack of action, and few in the cast are up to bouts of extended acting. On the whole, there’s little to recommend here beyond Todd’s committed performance, and the scariest thing this film has to offer is a gross lingering suspended droplet of saliva in the aftermath of a slow-mo kiss.