A word of warning. This is not the best movie to watch with your wife/girlfriend. While not being the T&A-fest that Alexandre Aja's Piranha is, there's definitely enough breasts on screen to make your wife doubt if we're actually watching a horror movie or a softcore porn(this actually happened).
That said, there isn't much going for this movie. None of the characters are memorable, except for Robert Englund's main villain, and that's just because he's played by Robert Englund, who is hamming it up and clearly having fun. There is no plot to speak of, which is evident at the ending when we are told what happened earlier by a sheriff, and it really doesn't work at all. It seems that they thought of the kills of the movie first and then wrote the rest of the movie around them.
And thee kills are about the only thing that does work in the movie. They are some of the more inventive deaths I've seen and Sullivan shows them all in their gory glory. The best of them all involves a character drinking some special moonshine. This movie never tries to be scary in the slightest, so I can't fault it for not being scary. But since you don't care for the characters at all, you don't care what happens to them and there is no suspense to the "story".
I do have a feeling that the circumstances I saw this movie in do affect my judgment of it, somewhat. This is the kind of movie you should watch with your friends, having a few beers on a Friday night. Not after work on a Tuesday night after your kids have fallen asleep. Still, I don't see myself returning to this one anytime soon. My rating for 2001 Maniacs: 4/10
P.S. I noticed that they made a sequel as well, but Robert Englund is replaced by Bill Moseley. I think I will stay away.
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