While The Boy might initially entice Catholic Priests and Michael Jackson impersonators, it will ultimately leave true horror aficionados feeling lifeless and wooden.
Two cannibals were eating the brains from the writers of The Green Inferno when one turned to the other and said, "Does this taste a little stale to you?"
TGM went swimmin' with bow-legged women, and watched Shark Killer from Sonar Entertainment.
Let Us Prey is scarier than sharing a sleeping bag with a Catholic Priest after one too many chalices of Sacramental wine. Less emotionally scarring, too.
>Note to self: if your abusing bitch of a mother dies, DON'T GO BACK for the funeral.
Pack up the kids, stuff your flashlight with baked beans and head off to Red Canyon.
If TGM learned anything from The Unforgiving, it's where not to plan his next vacation.