First director Joe Berlinger admits to an absolute loathing of the original Blair Witch Project ... and then goes on to reveal his own character faults with such a stunning lack of self-awareness that you'll probably find yourself screaming in incredulity at his disembodied voice. I have never before been so unintentionally entertained by anything else in my entire life. Do not, however, bother subjecting yourself to this stool specimen of a flick in its unadulterated form. Every ounce of hatred Berlinger harbors for his film's predecessor manifests itself in his story line's slimy proto-teen characters. In short, I wouldn't whiz on these kids if it was the only means of saving them from their self-induced flamings. There's more heart in a pop-top can of sandwich spread than in this soulless, spineless little spin off.