An ancient cave far off in the woods inspires archaeological reckoning, as a professor cautiously descends in search of long lost cherished loved ones (Andrew Wilson as Professor Hopper).
His students become concerned when they don't hear from him for days, and decide to locate him themselves at an inquisitive social gathering.
Unaware of germane legend or even folklore or tale or myth, they enthusiastically head out with bold wherewithal and primal bearings.
Following a handy rope, they jabber nonchalantly, intent on freely exploring their clandestine cavernous confines.
Nothing is discovered at first and they settle in to quizzical discourse, embracing feats of daring athleticism, with instinctual guttural accord.
Yet after a short time passes they discover a distressing sight, a team member who stayed with their vehicle has fallen and broken his neck.
But even more disquieting, somewhat shocking and eerie what have you, the video he's taken on his trusty cellphone reveals a rupture in space-time itself.
For Furby (Max Wright) had been waiting for days even though they entered the cave quite recently, the resultant uncanny discrepancy as unnerving as it is provocative.
They soon learn they've entered a realm as temporally discordant as it is eternal.
The centuries rapidly pass.
Enlightening elegiac entropy.
Time Trap adventurously swells and ahistorically acculturates through inductive exhibition, high spirits and impressionable disbelief curating quandaries and quarrels encloistered.
Like a chaotic bewildering immersion in multivariable synthesized anthropologies, intergenerational mutated millennia remonstrate, reproach, and reify.
I thought the pacing was well-suited to perplexing accidental endeavour, like uninhibited postmodern inclinations transformed into vigorous atemporal search & rescue.
Perhaps time passes too quickly, however, and some of the cave-dwellers are too inhospitable, but it does make for some riveting sci-fi, with an honest portrayal of global warming.
It's great to see North American legend entertainingly brought to life, and even if there may never have been such a thing, its hypothetical import still secretes heartfelt wonder.
Like on Twin Peaks, there must be so many Native legends to cinematically explore.
While respecting contemporary consultants.
I'm a fan of the sci-fi touch.
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