Savage water (1979)

From wikipedia:

Drone music is a minimalist musical style that emphasizes the use of sustained or repeated sounds, notes, or tone-clusters – called drones. It is typically characterized by lengthy audio programs with relatively slight harmonic variations throughout each piece compared to other musics.

Savage water is probably the equivelant of drone music since all I could think of while trying to survive the aural and visual drones of this movie was Jet lag. My mind kept shouting to me "YOU! SLEEP! NOW! YOU MUST GO TO SLEEP!" while using large portions of my brains energy trying to shut everything down. I kid you not, this movie is exactly that boring.

Of course, if you really like watching amateur rafting instruction movies then Savage Water is a dream come true. There is a lot of talk about this being some sort of protoslasher but it's not. Yes, people are being murdered on a rafting trip but most of the time is spent watching people raft, eat and sing horrible songs. And let us not forget all the "interesting" and existential dialogue that the cast barely are able to spout.

Paul Kener only made two movies, this one and the überdull abomination that is Wendigo and both are excrutiatingly boring and inept. That is one hell of a legacy Kener left behind. Two of the dullest movies of all time.

And I would buy it on blu-ray.