Y’know, for a brain-dead slasher movie, I guess I’ve seen worse. A rock band accompanies one of its members out to the country to attend his aunt’s funeral, and of course we all know what happens the moment city folk venture anywhere outside the suburbs. What’s waiting for them this time is a psycho dressed as a scarecrow with a scythe who needs their blood to irrigate his crops. Though it’s fairly standard formula stuff, at least it has some production quality. They even shelled out to get Steve Railsback to play the creepy dad. I also liked the understated nature of some of the violence. When it comes to gore, sometimes less is more. Mildly amusing
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