Chernobyl Diaries is basically The Hills Have Eyes. Except it sucks. Although, the premise is interesting and believable; too bad the writing and acting ruined all of that.
Chris, Amanda and Natalie (Chris's girlfriend) are travelling through Europe. They see all the usual touristy stuff then head to Kiev, to visit Paul, Chris's brother. After that, they plan to visit Moscow. However, at breakfast, Paul describes something called "extreme tourism," which, as soon as he said that phrase, I imagined some twenty-something slamming a Mountain Dew and exclaiming, "I saw the shit out of Big Ben!" As it turns out, extreme tourism is simply a flashy term for touring places that one would not think of touring. For example, Chernobyl. Paul met a gentleman named Uri, who runs such a service and he describes it to the others. They are reluctant at first, but via Paul's charm and whimsy, eventually agree to go. Two others, Michael and Zoe, join them on the tour. They arrive at the town where the families of the worker's once dwelled and are turned away by the guards. Uri finds another way in that is unattended. The group's interest and fascination increase as they explore a lake and empty buildings, but after a bit of a scare, decide it is time to go. Only the van will not start. Then all kinds of crazy Russian ghosty things start to occur.
