It's hunting season in the deep back woods for Three Finger and his family of hideously deformed inbred cannibal hillbillies! The fight for survival is futile and each successive killing is more gruesome than the last as the cannibals relentlessly stalk a group of attractive young hikers and a group of escaped convicts after their bus crashes on a remote country road.
Well, it doesn't waste any time: the opening sequence of Wrong Turn 3: Left for Dead
gets cracking with an eyeball-popping sequence of gory horror that signals the carnage-fest to come. (And the term eyeball-popping
is meant to be taken quite literally here.) This sequel in the crazed-inbred-hillbilly franchise places a group of hardened prisoners, and a few guards, in the midst of foresty mayhem, along with the lone survivor of the opening attack on river-rafting teens (Janet Montgomery). So after the first few minutes the entire film takes place at night in a thick forest, which leads to visual monotony despite the periodic attacks from insane rednecks and skin-lacerating booby traps. (In fact, the most heroic character deliberately leads the cons in circles in the forest--not the most exciting narrative device.) The dialogue is clunky and some of the peripheral acting is Z-movie level, but give the movie credit for including a couple of authentic badasses: Tamer Hassan (from Layer Cake
and Eastern Promises
) as a furious gangster, and hulking Gil Kolirin. The indestructibility of the villains makes any chance of credibility impossible (who knew inbreeding would result in such superpowers?), so the only choice is to sit back and witness the various ingenious ways of killing. Which are many. The coda will probably have viewers outraged, but by then you know what kind of movie you're watching. --Robert Horton
Stills from Wrong Turn 3: Left for Dead (Click for larger image)