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In the back-woods of America live a very special kind of people. Friendly, decent, hard-working dirt farmers. When they accidentally drink a barrel of nuclear waste they turn into tobacco chewing, flesh eating, cannibal kinfolk from hell. Meanwhile, seven sophisticated city slickers on vacation get lost in the woods and encounter a nightmare world of these illiterate, and extremely insensitive, undead. While the tourists hikers use all their wits and courage to stay alive, more and more "down-home" types imbibe the nasty brew until Redneck Zombies are everywhere. What started as a scenic nature-hike turns into a bloodbath of dismemberment and cannibalism. Written by
Wouter Nederlof <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Pericles Lewnes' greatest achievement in this movie is his belabored work in disguising the rich metaphoric odyssey as a low-budget horror movie. I am reminded of the ever-profound words of Homer Simpson: "But the football...his groin...it works on so many levels!" From the wiles of Tobacco Man, the prophet, the soothsayer, the deux ex machina...to the misunderstood but brightly optimistic Elly Mae, this movie delivers a multitude of beautifully executed, heavily obscured morals, which the viewer seems to pile up with every repeated viewing. You cannot watch this movie more than once without catching a glimpse of the great philosophical subtexts. A triumph.
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