| Credited cast: | |||
| Simon Phillips | ... | Owen Watson | |
| Michael Swatton | ... | Oswald Watson | |
| Julie Mainville | ... | Jenna Simpson | |
| Anne-Carolyne Binette | ... | Taylor Smythe | |
| James Hicks | ... | Mike Crenshaw | |
| Rest of cast listed alphabetically: | |||
| Nick Allan | ... | Willard | |
| Blake Canning | ... | Steven Crane | |
| Samantha De Benedet | ... | Celeste | |
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Jonathan Largy | ... | Oxford |
| Frederik Storm | ... | Christopher Powell | |
A family of sadistic butchers has dug into the back country and, from the deep freeze of winter to the dog days of summer, anyone who crosses their path is dead meat.
A distant cousin of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre and Wrong Turn, Butchers offers little to get enticed by. A slasher such as this works best when its antagonists are devilishly quirky. While it validates most things on the slice n' dice checklist, the texture attributed to the antagonists isn't interesting enough. There's a mentally-challenged-but-brawny little brother, the older butcher-brother who mouths most of the dialogue, the tow-truck-driving weirdo-uncle, and the monster-in-the-shed. The protagonists have been written in such a lazy way that we don't feel a thing when something nasty happens to them. Gorehounds may find a mild level of satisfaction though. Also, it at least manages to subvert that clichéd survive-the-climax trope.