
In exchange for a princely sum of cash, Animal’s job is to ensure Lisa's direct-to-video debut is her last starring role. Her co-star is the sociopathic, leather-clad, testosterone-fueled 'Animal'. The director's taking this one all the way. But this is no Hollywood dream-come-true production. Someone has paid an awful lot of money to get beautiful, young, vibrant Lisa Miller as the star of their own personal movie. Just when things can’t seem to get worse, the door to her motel room is kicked in and she's dragged off to a fate worse than death.

She and Brad practice Family Law, not Criminal, so all she can do is contact Brad’s parents, call a criminal defense attorney friend from home, and wait. Weekend ruined, Lisa retreats to the local motel alone to brood. Arrested late Friday afternoon, Brad’s bound to spend the weekend in the local jail until the judge hears (and dismisses) the case Monday morning. She couldn’t be happier…until they’re pulled over on the highway by a cop who claims Brad was driving recklessly. After five years of endless fertility treatments, herbal remedies, and everything else under the sun, something has worked. Lawyers Lisa and Brad Miller are on their way to a romantic weekend getaway in San Simeon, California, where Lisa plans to reveal the good news. But while The Resurrectionist dishes up its plot with a heavy dose of the supernatural/paranormal serving as catalyst for the ensuing chaos, Survivor is grounded 100% in the real world-no ghosts, no weird powers, no divine intervention or demonic influences, just depraved assholes who ignore the Golden Rule in favor of the Celluloid Rule: 'Do Unto Others In Front of the Camera.' White “really liked it” given the subject matter of this disturbing-as-all-hell story.

If I had to sum up everything you need to know about Survivor in ten words, they would be: ‘Wrath James White gave it 4 out of 5 stars.’ If you read my review of The Resurrectionist, it should come as no surprise Mr.
