A bunch of friends go on a road trip, deciding to let the roid-raging racist homophobic woman-beating meathead drive them, while he drinks beer, talks on his phone and, it turns out, doesn't even have a license.
Eventually this most unlikeable of characters hits and kills a child and, of course, they decide to dump the body and try to pretend nothing happened. They're stopped by a dope-smoking small town sheriff, who checks nothing but asks if they're making a porno...as any small-town sheriff would.
A man, the father, somehow knows exactly who did it and where they are, despite them driving for miles and miles in rural America; and inevitably goes on a gore-inducing revenge rampage.
A man, somehow, manages to survive being shot twice without any physical effects.
There are many other nonsensical happenings, plot holes bigger than the grand canyon and hilariously bad dialogue.
The film starts off with a threesome in which one of two unsatisfied girls decides to gorily bite off the man's genitals. Why? Who knows!? Just to tick off the horror nudity box I guess as it has nothing to do with the story that follows, that's for sure.
There's some kind of undercurrent about "country bumpkins" not liking these "city folk" invaders, but it's just a generic horror trope and just increases the mixed up storyline. There's no satisfactory resolution to the 'story', it's just a poor attempt at trying to replicate and blend I Know What You Did Last Summer, The Texas Chain Saw Massacre and Wrong Turn.
There were a few points where the script was so bad that it made me laugh out loud, which is probably not the reaction the filmmakers were going for.
I can suspend my disbelief for most films; they're rarely supposed to be 100% believable, especially horrors and low-budget horrors, but this takes the cake.
There's nothing new, interesting or actually enjoyable even for the most ardent horror fan. Crazily there's a sequel in production, but then it can't be any worse than the first attempt...probably.
