The rustic coitus though is interrupted when one of the dim-bulb interlopers falls into a creek after trying to sneak a closer look.
We’re suddenly in the midst of a heated college classroom debate on the morality of taking a human being’s wife, then a ballet tryout to the strains of Beethoven’s Fur Elise. In Baker County, U.S.A., the low to highbrow transition to “ivory tower shit,” as one coed puts it, is as jarring as an “eh” casually dropped in the middle of Tennessee by an ostensible American.
That’s how we’re introduced to the usual assortment of college student stereotypes planning a weekend getaway to the woods via, of all things, an access road, which is all but a guarantee there’ll be three quarters of ‘em who won’t be making it to class the following semester.
We’re Trapped here in a film directed by William Fruet: He’s the man responsible for the excellent revenge flick, Death Weekend (aka The House by the Lake) and best known north of the border as co-writer of Goin’ Down the Road, even better known as a popular spoof on SCTV featuring John Candy.
In these woods, in as ramshackle a shack as you’ll ever see – chickens running about, a bunch of unconvincing southern “shee-it” cussing – we find the hunter again.
The guy’s wheels are shot out, he’s wrested from his escape vehicle, dumped into a cellar and eventually killed. To celebrate, the hunter demands the townsfolk break out their finest corn whiskey and everyone drinks out of mason jars while the soundtrack serenades with banjo joy and he paints the man’s back with scalding asphalt.
Soon, the college kids are on the scene and…you know the rest. Or so you’d think, as there are a few surprises.
Henry Silva (The Manchurian Candidate and Alligator) is menacing as the inbred hillbilly Tennessee backwoodsman.
If you’re a fan of Canuxploitation, do yourself a favor and double bill Search & Destroy and Death Weekend.
*** (out of 5)