When a simple homage becomes the premise for an entire film, you might want to take a step back and re-evaluate things. Entire plotlines, characters and camera shots raped from their original celluloid homes and haphazardly spliced into a discordant mess of parts a la Frankenstein's monster is a fairly harsh yet not wholly inaccurate description of Who's Camus Anyway? As a group of college students struggle to prepare for the first day of filming on a collaborative film project, hearts, dreams and camera equipment are broken over the course of a single week. Albeit filled with great acting and cinematography, the continual reliance on filmic references and recreations ruins what could have possibly been a fantastically surreal film.