I wanted to like it.
It’s got a spooky setting out in the foggy Irish forest. It’s got cute girls. It’s got whiny young people who desperately need an axe to the face. It’s got a somewhat cool premise.
Some American kids fly to Ireland just to hang around in the woods and trip out on the mushrooms that grow there. However, some people say that there’s a killer nearby who sometimes shows up and hacks up all the druggies. 
The problem is that the kids start gobbling shrooms early on in the film, so when creepy stuff happens and weird characters turn up and people start dying, you’re not sure if it’s real or if these morons are just hallucinating the whole thing. The film is deliberately ambiguous about that, but director Paddy Breathnach isn’t up to the task of making it compelling. So you stop caring. You think about something else. You think about what you need from the grocery store and whether or not your library card is still valid. At some point the movie ends.
On top of all that, none of the girls even get naked.
Softball movie. Recommended for wimps only.