Jericho Crabtree is dead but he still has a plan for revenge. His daughter stands to inherit millions but first she has to make sure the six people that fucked her poppa over in life get what’s coming to them. A Russian conman, a greedy girlfriend, a crooked accountant, a snitching cop, a secret-stealing financial guru and the fiancée that abandoned him when he went to prison for insider trading all wake up in the woods with a tracking collar/explosive device around their necks and a bag full of food, water and money. They get a phone call from Desiree Crabtree who explains that they’re in a last man standing situation and there are weapons scattered along the wooded paths. She also has three highly trained mercenaries in her employ who will be keeping a watchful eye on everyone, making sure they adhere to the rules. As if the situation wasn’t already all shades of shit, the stretch of forest they find themselves in is home to the spirit of a raped and murdered young girl who returned from hell as a soul-sucking entity (maybe) called the Goocher and she is none too pleased her territory has been invaded. Two CIA agents are assigned to head to the woods and take out the Goocher, a ninja shows up quickly after the zombies make an appearance and there’s a crazy elderly hunter woman who kicks some zombie ass. A small group of survivors fight their way through an army of goochers and eventually run into an evil doctor who has some plans for our ragtag group of heroes. Filmmaker William Lee lovingly tosses a kitchen sink at us and leaves no moment wandering in dullness. What is the Goocher? Demonic spirit? Alien invader? Government sanctioned killing machine? Nuclear nightmare? Or is there a bigger secret at play? The answer is yes. It’s backyard insanity chock-full of low-budget effects and amateur acting but you better believe the manic enthusiasm is exploding out of every corner. Schizophrenic fun for anyone with low standards.
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