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Four friends ignore the warning of the film’s title and get their camping on. While partaking in the boredom a day in the woods entails, someone is thinning out the populated forest of annoying idiots. Local law responds to some missing people alerts and do the absolute least they can to investigate. A title song (which, unfortunately, does not get much play) and a very husky sheriff scores some points for this ambling slasher flick but the parade of expendable meat just leads to boredom that a splatter film this early into the boom doesn’t really earn. Even if it’s attempting to come off as a black comedy, it’s all just kind of agitating instead. Well, at least Utah is pretty and the violence is the right kind of corny. The killer looks like someone the clan from The Hills Have Eyes rejected but he does manage to wipe out a whole bunch of morons, so take that ya desert freaks! Our hero accidentally murders a hiker and apologizes profusely, the mountain-man maniac lives in a real crap-shack, some of the murders are shockingly nasty and nearly every damn character really needs to shut the fuck up. A little oddness, that very large sheriff, a whole lotta fake blood and the title track (even though it’s not much of one) save it from a spot in horror oblivion but only just. The less said about the score that sounds like the unholy union of a Moog synthesizer and a busted washing machine the better.
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