A group of college kids staying at a riverside cabin are menaced by a swarm of deadly zombie beavers.
The moment that the zombie beavers deliberately chewed through the phone lines in order to strand our hapless heroes, I knew I was in for a treat.
This is an unapologetic B-Movie. It knows exactly how much sex and violence it can cram into a 15 certificate. The female cast members mostly consist of legs, whereas the male cast members are an indistinguishable bunch of frat-boy stereotypes.
Speaking of which, the cast - bless 'em - play it completely straight. They never mug for the camera or ham it up. Even when the camera is zoomed infeasibly close to a bikini-clad crotch, they act as though the hilariously animatronic beavers are deadly.
If you play a drinking game with all the horror-movie tropes it hits, you'll be slaughtered by the half-way point.
It isn't the pinnacle of movie making, but it will have you howling with laughter.
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We discovered this a couple of years ago during a “monster movie” binge. Absolute classic. That theme song!
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