Monsters in the Woods

Somebody out there got hold of a video camera, and like Mickey Rooney in the 1930s said, " let's make a movie." Amateurish acting, an incomprehensible script, and silly make up add up to a total waste of 84 minutes; root canal would be preferable.

The editing and story structure is horrible beyond belief. The "Blair Witch Project" started a style of low budget filmmaking which Monsters continues. The creatures in this mess look like puppets created at the Jim Henson studios, although Kermit the frog would have made it more interesting.

The evil muppets come out of a cave containing the portal to hell which must be sealed to save the earth from ruin; I have no idea what the people who created this garbage were thinking. It's not funny or scary.

I can only advise any potential viewer to avoid " Monsters in the Woods" at all costs; trust me; it is horrendous.

This movie is so dull and boring that even The Asylum or Troma might be embarrassed to release it. The plot in a nutshell is : a bunch of wanna-be film-makers venture into the woods to make a bad horror movie and are set upon by the afore-mentioned and barely-seen rubber-masked assailants. The movie is horribly 'color-corrected' into green-tinted nonsense. The 'FX' are not bad enough to be laughable or good enough to impress anyone. There is virtually no gore or even any nudity of note, but they DO toss in an impressive amount of 'Wilhelm Screams' and Commodore Amiga-caliber gunshots. O and there's a cave that looks like a menstruating vagina.

This movie was God awful started with a man and woman having sex which I really don't understand why horror movies have to throw sex in there it doesn't make it any better for me if I want to see a sex movie I'll rent a porno I don't get it anyways this movie went no place after about 30 minutes I couldn't handle it anymore I took it out I will not watch this movie again I hate when they try to make documentaries like this and they go no place simply awful do yourself a favor don't ever buy this movie the movie I bought with came with 10 movies some are really lame some are so so. This one had terrible active I could have acted better myself just awful.

Glenn Plummer has never been an A-grade actor though he has been in some pretty good movies in his career. This unfortunately doesn't fall into that category. Mr. Plummer must be broke to allow himself to be associated with a film of this calibre.

I really can't stress enough how terrible a movie this is. A terrible script executed terribly by actors who seem to have been stopped on the street and asked if they'd like to star in a monster movie. And speaking of the monster; Imagine fifties B-movies if you will. Now imagine a particularly bad one. That's what you get with this movie. Throw badly shot and badly directed into the mix and you get something I would call a C-movie. So poor as to be impossible to enjoy.

Yes, I know thirty grand is nothing for a movie budget but I'm sure that more skilled film makers could have conjured up something better with that money.

Whoever it was that rated this movie as a 10 must have either been involved in the making of it or having a laugh.

I am as capable of enjoying B-movies as the next person. Some are even favourite films. But I couldn't in good conscience recommend this movie to anyone. This movie is a must miss.

A film crew working on a creature flick finds themselves pursued by real creature and must fight to survive. The film stars directed by Glenn Plummer, who is a solid actor with a proven track record (Pasttime, The Corner, Things to Do In Denver When You're Dead, South Central,), but this is as poorly a directed film as Plummer himself has helmed (VooDoo Curse: The Giddah, 7 Deadly Sins failed to garner a rating higher than 2.6). Plummer must be on the outs with Hollywood's bigwig directors and now has been confined to "the goony leagues" of film actors, where actors' careers go to take their final breath. This film has it all-all bad, that is: Third-rate cinematography, f/x, acting, writing, pacing... sheesh. Director J. Horton has the nerve to flaunt to the world that this version is the Director's cut. At least he had sense enough not to use his full name, though he might've been better off passing this off as an Alan Smithee joint. This is 96 minutes of raw, fecal-scented sewage. If this were graded on an A-F scale this film would've earned a G-rating, and not because its palatable to General audiences.