By David Dent
It’s the 30th anniversary of the murder of fourteen people at Camp Twilight. Following the introduction of high security the park has been partly re-opened, which is handy as it’s the destination for a group of college kids.
The kids have been ‘invited’ to a weekend back to nature sleepaway by their head teacher, Jessica Bloom (Felicia Rose) with the lure that if they attend, they’ll get extra credits, and if they don’t they might just flunk their classes.
But uh-oh, the killings have showed no sign of stopping as evidenced by a couple visiting the park for a late night swim, who are despatched by an unknown assailant.
The class travel to the park and are encouraged to offer up all their phones and devices; it’s going to be a tech free weekend (cue lots of “But what about my social media followers?” type comments). And of course it’s not long before the kids themselves start to be picked off, while some inept park rangers try to find out what’s going on.
From the opening theme music, which sounds like two completely different tunes stitched together, to the knowingly shonky acting, ‘Camp Twilight’ aims to be an affectionate parody of 1980s slasher movies, but is mostly irritating.
Various horror movie stars from back in the day make cameo appearances (including Linnea Quigley and Camille Keaton); Rose is the best of a bad acting bunch; she was behind the production, so she gets a big part, and luckily the killer seems to pick their victims based on quality of their performances, meaning that the scenery chewers get offed first.
We get lame comedy (the hopeless park wardens), gags at the expense of (fake) boobs, and lots of whining drama from the kids: honestly it’s like it was written by some 80 year old curmudgeon who hates anybody below the age of 40. And the gore/kills are pretty lame too; everyone who dies (by knife, mostly) immediately bleeds out of their mouths (you can see the actors self consciously holding the fake blood in). One dead victim clearly blinks right in front of the camera.