Ravaged by a pack of Fury Road War Boys, friends wading through marshland take refuge in an empty summer home. Some seek help while the attacks continue amid endless leering of actresses...
Making this first of a proposed trilogy actually the middle entry was a terrible idea. Starting mid-action, character development is totally absent for both the muscular white-powdered maniacs, led by Kane Hodder, and their victims. Well, not entirely true, the twenty-somethings are sketched as horny assholes. Do their mute killers have something against pheromones?
Muck also suffers basic structural problems. An unidentified actress, her name literally blurred in the end credits, panics topless for the opening never to be seen again. One of those running for help calmly…