I know the slasher sub-genre was still fairly new back in 1982, but even back then there were enough examples of how to do it (and how not to do it) that there’s really no excuse for a movie that makes as many mistakes as this one does. A summer camp full of horny twenty-somethings is menaced by the zombie-ghost of an axe-murdering farmer named Madman Marz. I suppose at the time it had enough cheap gore and boob shots to get it on Cinemax, but by 21st century standards it’s clunky and dull. See if desperate
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