Research tells me that Plush had a budget of $2 million dollars, and a reported gross of $3080 dollars. My Outcomes Based Education mathematics abilities (I used a calculator) goes on to tell me that this is about 650 times less than they needed to make back their money. And while they probably made a bit more from DVD sales, and while money should never be used as the final indicator of how good something is, I think $3080 is quite generous. Maybe now Director Hardwicke can be reminded that she used to be good, and that this film is most assuredly not.
The plot features Hayley (Browning) a rock musician who has recently hit some difficulties. Her beloved brother OD’s, and her subsequent album is a flop. Against all these problems, her new guitarist, Enzo (Samuel) begins to display some tendencies towards her that are bordering on disturbing.
Plush tries to capture teenage angst in a most boring way, using rock bands as a vehicle for all the cries of “you just don’t understand me!” that have ever been screamed by a brooding gothy teenager to their well-meaning parents. This on its own would make for a boring movie, but it in and of itself is not even carried through to its conclusion, because the plot shifts to the even more boring stalker/thriller feeling carried by Enzo, who is, I’m sorry to say, a very uninteresting and unthreatening antagonist.
The bigger problem with this is that the director has captured the feeling of teenage ennui and dissatisfaction with conventional society in a much better way in one of her earlier movies, Lords of Dogtown. She was also the director of Twilight, which did the teen-gothy thing too, and was probably the best of the Twilight-franchise movies. Plush just comes across as a disappointment in view of that capacity.
There’s really no reason to watch this movie, and that’s the best that can be said of it.