A drug-fueled break-in escalates into a violent hostage situation in the unremarkable thriller Junction.
Four meth addicts catch a break from their easygoing dealer (Anthony Ruivivar): All they need to do for their next fix is to bring back a TV, “a nice one.” For the jonesing quartet, breaking and entering into a mortgage-ad-ready home is easy. Leaving, however, proves impossible when they discover child pornography within.
Reliving a childhood trauma, one of the addicts, Donald (Neal Bledsoe), vows to protect the little girl who lives in the house by killing her father (Anthony Rapp). Cue the father’s entrance. Donald tackles him, ties him to a chair, and rams a spike down his throat.
Shortly after, the girl (Danielle Kotch) and her mother (Sharon Maguire) arrive home, precipitating a fight among the foursome about what to do and how to do it. Donald is determined to finish the job, but his friends remind him that they’d pay for his crime, too.
The addicts — three scab-faced guys and a woman (Summer Crockett Moore) who looks like she’s cried herself to sleep every night of her life — are certainly sympathetic, but rarely interesting.
Bledsoe leads an impressive cast, but there’s only so much the actors can do with writer-director Tony Glazer’s underdeveloped script. Like the wound from the palm-sized strip of skin Donald peels off his neck to illustrate that he’s unraveling, the dramatic material from the characters’ shifting alliances in this loud but unintelligent chamber drama is rather superficial.