Don't Go in the Woods
Shot in Utah for 100,000 dollars with a score that never stops. Beloved by a small and stubborn group.
486 entries, from the 1931 Universal cycle to last year. Curated, not exhaustive: a short shelf of things worth knowing about beats a long one nobody can navigate.
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Shot in Utah for 100,000 dollars with a score that never stops. Beloved by a small and stubborn group.
Bigfoot tears a man's genitals off. That is the scene, that is the film, that is why it was prosecuted.
Cursed cave dwellers from 12,000 BC eating people in modern Los Angeles. Incoherent throughout.
Roughly 40 percent flashback to the first film. A sequel assembled rather than made.
A painter's nightmares kill people on an off-season island. Genuinely atmospheric and badly underrated.
Three women, a mansion, rain, and a twist. Shot in Oregon and stranger than its reputation.
Marijuana growers, a herbicide and some very slow zombies. On the list by accident of title.
A motorcycle killer in Boston with a kukri. Rachel Ward's debut and a real giallo influence.
Clint Howard, a military academy, a computer and a lot of pigs. Better than it has any right to be.
A deaf teacher, a disfigured twin and a rottweiler. Shot in Savannah and better made than most of the list.
Michael Ironside stalking a hospital. A real cast, a real budget, and no business being on the list.
Cannibals who look like they were recruited outside the catering truck. Almost impressively bad.
A dorm over Christmas break and a plot that runs out. Notable mainly for an early Daphne Zuniga.
Franco at his most indifferent. Ninety minutes of jungle and a monster with bulging eyes.
The distributor went to prison over this one. The only DPP case that put a man behind bars.
Vietnam veterans come home with a bite that spreads. A better idea than the film delivers.
Susan Tyrrell as the aunt, giving a performance far too committed for the film around it.
A boy in 1950s suburbia suspects the leftovers his parents keep serving are people. Bob Balaban directed.
D'Amato remaking his own Anthropophagous as a Halloween knock-off. Grim and dull in equal measure.
An Austrian film about a killer released from prison, shot with a camera rig nobody had used before.
An Alien knock-off with exploding chests and a Goblin score doing heavy lifting throughout.
A folksy farmer makes the best smoked meat in the county. The secret is people, planted in the garden up to their necks.
A chainsaw killer on a Boston campus, made by Spaniards, and it is gloriously incoherent.
An Aztec god nests atop the Chrysler Building and eats sunbathers, and Michael Moriarty is extraordinary.
A haunted mirror and a Halloween score Ulli Lommel could not afford to license properly.
Deodato's Last House riff with David Hess again. Mean, cheap and effective at exactly one thing.
Bruno Mattei splicing stock documentary footage into a zombie film and hoping nobody notices.
Jess Franco doing a slasher for German money. Contains the stone-saw scene and little else.
A British alien-abduction film so incoherent and disturbing it has never been fully explained, by anyone, including its director.
Hopping Chinese vampires, a Taoist priest, and sticky rice as a medical treatment. It invented a whole genre.
A comet turns most of Los Angeles to dust, and two Valley girls inherit the city.
A killer in a giant owl mask trapped in a theatre with a dance troupe. Michele Soavi's debut and the best late giallo.
A white dessert oozing from the ground becomes a national craze, and it is eating the people who eat it.
Famous for two shots and unwatchable between them. George Eastman wrote himself the title role.
Eerie, well made, and completely undeserving of the list. Stan Winston's effects.
Hooper on a real budget with Rick Baker's monster. Nowhere near nasty enough to be on this list.