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Student Marc (John DiMino) has known for weeks now that his final
paper's due tomorrow - but he has left everything to the very last minute,
and pretty much freaks out that he now has one night to do the whole
paper. Finally trying to put in the work, he doesn't even notice he's been
locked into the library, until much too late, but then he falls asleep
over his laptop, and everything he has done so far gets somehow erased.
Plus, he has the feeling he isn't alone anymore, and actually catches a
couple having sex in one of the aisles, a couple that then evaporates into
thin air ... and suddenly everything's gone, his notes, his laptops, the
books he needs, just everything - and then he's gone and comes to at a
party where he's treated to weed-laced cookies by the hostess (Jane
Bradley) ... and suddenly he's back in the library, only it's a different
library lorded over by the Master of Books (Brandon Burton) - and this
master is less than impressed by Marc's efforts and lets him feel just
that, in a rather painful way ... Now quite honestly, I don't
think my synopsis does Cram much credit, as this is just a very
unusual film, a mix of horror and fantasy rolled into, of all things, a
cautionary tale about not to leave things to the last minute - but not so
much in an in-your-face but rather an allegorical way, with the film over
time more and more taking on the logic of a nightmare, and associative
storytelling eventually taking over. And an atmospheric directorial effort
that has its eye on the ball throughout keeps the film from falling apart
while an ensemble playing it straight throughout carry the thing rather
well, making this a rather cool and slightly trippy cinematic experience.
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