Imagine a remake of one of the most disturbing movies of the 70-es, Deliverance. Done in 2004, in the middle of the neo-Victorian era, with the exposure of Janet Jackson’s breasts being item of scandal. That can’t be good news, right?

Without a paddle misses all the major points of the original: there is nothing of the duality of city dweller vs. country folk. None of the ideological reasons for the original trip. The rawness of the original is unmatched. The desperation is just not there.

Instead, Without a Paddle tries to be teenage-funny. Three friends decide after a fourth friend’s funeral to finally do the trip the recently deceased wanted them to do. A treasure hunt, in Oregon. The three leave town, get themselves canoes and go for the river.

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