Obviously, Kirsten is the more pleasant of the two companions, while Jill is somewhat catty, and anxious to film ungainly, perhaps even outrageous minutes. Right from the earliest starting point, “Bite” is drawn from the “preventative” type of blood and guts movies that show us that on the off chance that we would just never leave the security of our lounge chairs, everything would be OK. What’s more, in case you’re going to be sufficiently insane to go such a distance out of the nation for a single girl gathering, don’t be sufficiently imbecilic to go out of the way. That is the thing that the young ladies do one day, swimming in a lovely tidal pond when Casey gets bit by something. “It’s only a little bite,” she says. We know not.
At the point when Casey returns home, the inadequately drawn characters become the overwhelming focus for sufficiently long to sink the film. We meet Casey’s life partner, Jared (Jordan Gray), and her awful forthcoming relative (Lawrene Denkers). Jared is the sort of two-dimensional character truly planned simply as something else for Casey to stress over.