The film lacks character names, and it’s certainly no Clint Eastwood vehicle. We find Zac Efron relieving himself in the desert when he discovers an unusually large gold deposit. He and his companion, Anthony Hayes, attempt to move it, but its size proves insurmountable. Hayes then decides to go to a nearby town to try to obtain equipment for the job, leaving Zac to guard the treasure. Things proceed with a certain hesitancy, as Hayes doesn't hurry back while Zac’s food and water dwindle, leading to hallucinations, encounters with wild dogs, even a solitary Irish woman, and ultimately a loss of grip on reality. Efron delivers a decent performance portraying a man slowly giving in to despair and dehydration; however, the narrative progresses at an agonizingly slow pace for nearly eighty minutes before the final ten deliver an ending with a slight surprise. It’s positive that Efron is trying different kinds of roles—the makeup team deserves credit because I doubt even someone afflicted by a biblical skin condition would want to let him in their house. Nevertheless, the story takes far too long to gain momentum and feels like it inches forward. The production values are impressive; the desert photography has an almost natural sepia tone that highlights just how unforgiving the landscape is. There's something to be said for the narrative’s exploration of how deeply ingrained greed is in human nature, and the lengths people will go to acquire wealth. It might prompt some reflection, but it remains a rather exhausting experience, and I'm not certain I would revisit it.

Source on TMDB