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 Being the rabid slasher freak I am, I sometimes find myself defending all sorts of movies. I can usually find a far-fetched excuse which will explain why the victim-to-be took a flashlight instead of a gun. But once in a while I�ll come across a movie that cannot be defended. One such title is Don�t Go in the Woods.
You may find yourself tempted to rent this movie because of its eye-catching cover art and the misleading synopsis featured on the back of the box. Ah, to have been a copywriter in the 80s! A challenging job, for sure�
A dim-witted group of campers (I won�t bother telling you their names as it just does not matter) head off for a weekend of open air and oneness with nature. Little do they know that in this desolate part of the forest, there is a killer in their wake.
A simple enough formula done with such incompetence that it makes The Prey look like pure genius. I�m not actually sure what the filmmakers were shooting for, but I think the thought process was to splash so much of the red stuff that we don�t notice how bad the rest of it is. And yes, though there are several victims, the blood shed is so poorly shot; you spend half the time wondering where the grue is actually coming from. It�s probably of note that the killer, who looks like he just woke up after a Mardi-Gras blowout, can actually throw various small objects with such force it will slash your face to ribbons.
Don�t Go in the Woods is the kind of movie that makes you want to rub the director�s nose in the box and scream �No! Bad Movie! Baaaaad Movie!�
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