Directed By: Michael A Simpson
“Ooooh, I’m a happy camper, I love the summer sun. I love the trees and forest, I’m always having fun! Ooooh, I’m a happy camper, I love the clear blue sky, and with the grace of God, I’ll camp until I die!”
On some previous iteration of this blog I talked about Sleepaway Camp and how it stands out in the pantheon of 80’s slashers for being just so weird. There’s no way a sequel could live up to that – particularly that insane ending – but here we have a movie that tries. On the one hand it’s too incompetent to really work, but that same incompetence adds up to be something sort of magical.