This movie lacks even a modicum of tension which drags it out. The consensus in my house is that this is what hell must be like if you never wanted for anything your whole life. The "survivors" (if you can call a week before rescue surviving) have power, news, food and locked doors. But one of them is diabetic!! OMG! I hope the govt ships them insulin. Oh it does? Well at least they are down to their last bottle of "we are all gonna die now" liquor which is Woodford Reserve. They are swigging high end liquor in a well lit warehouse with plenty of food and the necessary mirrors and razors to keep their rakish douche-beards coifed. Tense? No. Well acted? Meh.