This isn't the Reese Witherspoon movie, but a horror movie that came out the year before. Imagine a psychology student taking his friends out to his secluded childhood home in order to hold a study on phobias. His first move? To bring out a guy in a Spirit store costu- I mean, to bring out a life size wooden dummy that has been in his family for some reason or another. Some of the stupidity in this movie includes our lead heroine assuming that since one of the women was sexually assaulted, that the campus rapist came with them - a fairly random and unnecessary plot point. Because we all know that there's only one of those on every campus and that there couldn't possibly be others out there not attached to a college campus, right?

It should come as no surprise that the cast is made up of the biggest movie cliches ever. Sassy and overtly sexual black woman? Check. Prissy main heroine? Check. Wimpy lead male who has to confront his own demons via a puzzle given to him by his professor (played by Wes Craven)? Check.