maxwelldrake

This film had no idea what it wanted to be. In the end it isn't good at being any of the things it was aiming at. It trys to be a horror film but is neither scary nor solid enough to draw the audience into the film in order to engage them. The plot lacks context. We don't know where the characters come from, what motivates any of them or how we are to view them. Sometimes this works to unbalance the audience and looks stylized. Here it just comes off as a poor production dressing in artsie drag to disguise it's huge list of flaws. The acting (especially the mother character)is sub-highschool pagent level. The quarkieness of the film trys to tap into a style akin to some of Troma's releases from the 1980's (Toxic Avenger etc), but the substance, humor and acting aren't present in this film to make it or it's characters at all worth investing our attention in. These characters would have been interesting if they lived in a film that had a story to tell. You will be left wondering what the hell you just watched.

This movie was made to cash in on the success of the 2006 remake of "the Hills Have Eyes".

Not since Kurt Russell portrayed a jungle boy on Gilligan's Island has someone done such an amazing job of not looking like a primitive. The Cannibals in this movie are pathetic. They engage in what can only be described as "Ooga Booga" acting. It takes more to be threatening in a performance that simply slipping on a leather coat which was bought from a Salvation Army used clothing store, rolling in the mud, and yelling, while waving your hands in the air. The nylon wigs, and halloween makeup show more of an effort than many of the "movies" produced by this production company / video mill, but all in all there is very little meat on the bones of this cannibal film. The violence and gore will satisfy those that are purely into graphic scenes, but if you need plot or logic in order to suspend your disbelief forget it. Issues like why there are cannibal, how they got there, and why their victims arrive in the desert in the first place are not addressed. What the director obviously didn't realise is that when it comes to horror less is more. This is especially true when you have actors that are so over the top in their depictions that the cave man in the Pauly Shore film "Encino Man" seems like something put together by anthropologists in a documentary. We almost see more interaction of the cannibals relating to each other than we do the victims to whom we are meant to relate. The post-nuclear valley girl-looking cannibals brutally kill their victims and than daintily eat the body parts off a licence plate like canapays. At one point you can even hear the director tell two of the cannibals "Ok, now lick your fingers" as they gently nibble away on the flesh as if Miss Manners herself was standing off screen as a technical adviser instructing on etiquette. If you can look past the fact that the cave in which they live is lite up like a Macy's Christmas tree, you are left to wonder where the cannibals got the vanilla candles that burn in the knooks and cranies of the cave from time to time (Peir One?). Basically, what you have is a film that contains scenes of violence and brutality which are rendered ineffective by all the rest of the films content.

If jaws had you afraid to get into the water, this film will make you afraid to pee in the woods.

This is probably the roughest entry you'll find in the classic cinema-de-sasquatch genre. While it doesn't manage to be very creepy, or overtly scary, it does manage to be gory (if you can get your hands on the uncut version). Frankly, it is what it is, and if you like B-horror films of this time period, or are a Bigfootiphile, you'll enjoy it. however, if you are looking to truly be frightened, I'd move on.

With themes like castration and bestiality, it deserves a remake!