Rarely have I laughed so hard at a film, even if it's not intentionally funny. The Skulls is a badly shot, badly dialogued, and badly plotted film, and it still tries to portray itself as being deep and probing. It seems likely that the film was written while shooting, which might as least begin to explain the endless cliches and plot loopholes. The characters are mostly motiveless, moving about to the tune of tired old characterizations, which aren't even carried out particularly well. If you can't call the final fate of at least half of the characters within five minutes of their introduction, you've got problems. Still, worth watching just to see it try to take itself seriously.
Review of The Skulls
