Should you see it? If you're not at all squeamish, there's some sick laughs to be had.
“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds."
Saturday, March 29, 2014
Cannibal Campout (1988)
How bad is it? It gives new meaning to "amateur."
Should you see it? If you're not at all squeamish, there's some sick laughs to be had.
This shot-on-videotape p.o.s. proves that, in the 1980's, anyone could buy a camcorder and make their own gore movie. And anyone did. And this is the result. It follows every cliche' of horror films, so you can have fun predicting scenes: "that girl gets away, and she does it by..., and then she runs straight into..." and you'll be right every time. The acting is abysmal; the main cannibal turns his annoying crazy man dial to 11, while others just stand around. The gore effects are actually surprisingly good, given the few hundred dollars they must have spent; the axe to the face, the messed-up face of the "retard" who wears a helmet with dark visor and the coup de grace gross-out fetus eating, are better than I could do. But should that be the standard?! For the right viewer, in the right frame of mind, this can be entertaining.
Should you see it? If you're not at all squeamish, there's some sick laughs to be had.
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