Director Jeff Wadlow, nephew of Katie Couric, made this movie for a million dollars, yet it's almost indistinguishable from dozens of other Hollywood horror movies that cost tens of millions more. But Robert Rodriguez, he ain't. In a private prep academy, teenagers (portrayed by actors in their twenties) conspire to create a fictional serial killer to see how many people they can fool. Only problem is that the killer becomes real . . . or does he? This was a better movie back when it was called Gossip . . . oh, wait, no -- that one sucked too. An orange ski mask just isn't that frightening. And putting glasses on Jon Bon Jovi does not make him look like a journalism professor. Wadlow should have saved the money on the gratuitous helicopter shot and hired a decent writer; as is, this is one of those movies that requires the villain to be able to predict the hero's every move, even when said hero is completely unknown to him.