Camp Blood 8: Revelations

I don't think this movie even deserves one star. One of the worst I've seen. Terrible acting, plot is awful.

Okay, so truly appreciate the majestic horror of Camp Blood 8 you really need to see numbers 1-7.

Just kidding... I don't even know if there is a 1-7, but if there is I would fully expect them to be much the same as 8... schlock, pure and simple. Terrible acting, effects, plot, cinematography, lighting, costumes, sound effects, characters, really badly done gore, cheap boob shots in the spirit of pure exploitation, all set in run of the mill roadside green strips and living rooms... a truly B-Grade flick all the way. But that is completely what it sets out to be, so even as I give it a generous 2 rating as a movie experience, if you want a truly terrible B Grade flick (which to be honest is what I expected when I watched it... I mean come on... CAMP BLOOD... 8???), then you might give it a 5 for what it is.

As a trash B title it deserves a 5, I suppose. It isn't uproariously funny but it is ridiculous enough to be worth a laugh here and there... often for more unintentional reasons that intended ones. Even for B movie fans this one might be too much of a weak showing, but different strokes for different folks as the saying goes. Maybe it is the B flick for you. If you are looking for a good movie, though, steer far away from it. But I am sure I don't have to tell you that though.

I mean come on... CAMP BLOOD... 8???

From the opening scene of hotties attempting to play volleyball backed with the amazing song called "Kill yourself" by the Lobotomommies to the end credits with a even greater Lobotomommies classic "New Moon" ( a song about moon cheese, moon gerbils, Richard Gere and learning to do the moon wiggle and moon boogie which are two different dances) it is nonstop, pure unadulterated, cinema genius.

The acting was on point especially from Emilyrose Morris whose bubbly, energetic portrayal of Brandy was instantly likable and infatuating. Rowan Denis did a great job as a aspiring stand up comedian/part time volleyballer and had some killer jokes, Laura Dromerick's song about Sally Mullins mammaries was lyrical gold.

M. Night Shyamalan could take a few lessons from the original and dare I say shocking twists and turns this beautifully written Shakespearean-esk play takes us along.

I am ashamed to admit I haven't seen the whole series, but if they are anything like this masterpiece I am definitely in for a treat.

Seeing that this is apparently the 8th film in the franchise and not having watched any of the previous seven. Expected nothing based on the cast and overall plot of the film. Right from the start we see how low the budget is with its camera angles, picture quality and subpar acting. Has the feel of a homemade movie. The poster art of the film looks decent enough but doesn't represent the quality of the film.

With these low budget slashers that attempt in being serious. It is hard in taking serious considering how bad the effects are and how amateurish the acting in. An instance of the clown using a machete slightly attacking one of the women resulted in her head being complete taken off. Other stabbings looked very tame. Their deaths looked weak as they would just fall down slowly.

The highlight is possible the lead woman. The clown is completely unscary or terrifying in any way. Entirely one dimensional. There are plenty of these type of films out there that are far superior and offer anything of substance.

If you expect nothing and you will get what you want