WRONG TURN

During the late Seventies and into the early Eighties we had what was called the \"Golden Age of the Splatter Film\". Films with titles that were warnings, like Don\'t Answer the Phone, Don\'t Look in the Basement, Don\'t Go in the Woods, etc. Wrong Turn should have been titled Don\'t Get Lost in West Virginia.
This flick makes Deliverance look like a tourist board commercial for the South. Hapless young adults get slaughtered by \"...cannibalistic mountain men, grossly disfigured through generations of in-breeding.\" The cast is so generic you could have just about anyone in the roles. Supposedly, the star of this vehicle is Eliza Dushku, who only seems capable of playing total bitches in every flick of hers I\'ve ever seen. You\'ve seen it all before, and the same rules apply: have sex, you die; do drugs, you die; blah, blah, blah.
It\'s interesting that, between this flick and its nearest disfigured relative, House of 1,000 Corpses, cheesy, gory splatter flicks are making a comeback. I just wish they would have some new ideas.
Is Wrong Turn worth seeing? Only if you\'ve been dreaming of something new along the lines of those halcyon days of the early Jason and Leatherface flicks-- but you\'ll probably be disappointed.
I\'m sure all you Buffy heads out there want to know is if you get to see Eliza\'s Dushku in this flick. Well, sorry to tell you this, but in current splatter flicks they don\'t seem to like to show off naked girls. They apparently don\'t like to objectify women before ritualistically slaughtering them. The only flesh you see is being hacked apart or strangled with barbed wire. Only under Bush\'s reign is this considered the politically correct thing to do.
Wait for this one to come to the library, and rent it for free.