The Loved Ones

There may be nothing new under the sun, and there is certainly nothing new on celluloid, but this digital-age flick sure can jump-start a tired old corpse. This one is a creeper, in every sense of the word. It starts slow, but adds speed as it navigates a wasteland littered with slasher-stereotype roadkill, delivering fresh nuances and jolts to the hostage splatterfest subgenre. Managing to be charmingly outback Aussie, yet simultaneously brutally classic Texan Chainsaw/Hills Have Eyes, this may-well be a modern classic. Engrossingly gross, and satisfyingly slick, with crunchy bits.