Wouldn’t you expect something a little better from the man who brought forth one of the most frightening films in cinematic history? Texas Chainsaw Massacre, then this? Well, I guess we all can’t have our cake and eat it to, but we can enjoy slaughtering trash such as this cheap classic.

Starring Nevelle Brand as the hotel keeper at the Starlight. A middle of nowhere hotel, dilapidated and dark abode. Moe then there share make their presence known for a little quickie or just needing a night to relax. One by one, the gust turn up dead since a pet Croc lives in the swamp right under the hotel. Since Nevelle is a deranged man right from the get go, you get the hint. Tons of kills and cheap Croc effects. Blood and boobs. Robert Englund and an eaten dog. The score does it for me. Very psychotic screeches and taunts done by Wayne Bell and Tobe himself. That would be the highlight for me.

Bare minimum features but a freaking great backwoods good time. Yet another entry in the hick kick he went through. Good enough in my books.