In this infinitely idiotic horror flick, the population of Backwater, La., consists almost entirely of dumb teenagers, making it just the sort of place a demonic maniac would go fishing. And so one does, with all the ruthlessness, cruelty and utter predictability of hundreds of others in countless slasher films before him. The movie piles on absurdities so quickly you barely have time to appreciate them, including the repeated use of the killer’s
key ring as some sort of frightening audio cue. The bad guy jangles the ring while stalking his prey, but I just kept thinking my car keys had fallen out of my pocket. The theme from Jaws it is not.
