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Florida-shot obscurity is a must for fans of regional horror flicks. Mike, a Vietnam veteran, heads into the Florida Everglades to stay at his recently inherited parents’ old cabin. He’s dragged along his wife, his best friend and his best friend’s ex-stripper girlfriend. Cautioned away by a less than helpful gas station attendant, Mike ignores the warning that the family cabin is in the territory of Bigfoot-like “blood stalkers”. Soon after the vacationing group arrives, they begin to perceive just how much trouble they are actually in. There’s unaccommodating townsfolk, homicidal backwoods poachers, a complaining wife, horrible humor, dopey dramatics, and indiscernible nighttime filming. There’s also some unexpected strong acting (to go along with your usual homespun awfulness) and an amazingly composed climax set to a choir singing Somewhere to Lay My Head. It may feel like a boring slog to some but I’ve always found Bloodstalkers to be a mesmerizing ninety minutes.
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