This film seemed like it might be a good B grade slasher as I often have enjoyed them, I liked the concept of a hermit serial killer, it was false advertising. What you get is a made for t.v style movie, full with a bad soundtrack, mostly terrible acting with the exception of George who looks like Stanley Baker, and the Black groundskeeper. The other campers are a crew of Disney style bikers, two horny punks with a tease of an easy girl, two unlikable city parents with their chubby son who acts too flamboyant to ride an ATV, or be a thief, lone female camper who for some reason lived to the end of the film. Lets not forget about our hermit who is actually a caveman, that learned to make fur garments, and channel is inner MacGyver in booby trap making. The most laughable part was when the caveman was tampering with William Smits RV and it actually said flammable above a door covering the gas line for cooking, the cave man somehow knew how to tamper with it. Most of the deaths are cheesy but then this film was 1 hr 33 min of pause cheesiness. 1.5/5.
