Out Come the Wolves

When it comes thrillers and horror, I’m usually the guy who says dumb characters are ok since, if they were smart, we wouldn’t have a movie. But Out Comes the Wolves proves that I have my limits.

The flick is about three people who go to a cabin in the woods to hunt. These human meat sticks proceed to bicker, make bad life choices, and do enough dumb stuff to be turned into potential sandwiches for a pack of wolves.

Please all of them die! Not just because they give us yet another crew of people we hate so who cares if they die, but because they make no smart choices through the entire film. Not. One. Smart. Choice. They hesitate, fall down hills, run away, miss every shot, and generally act like human meat sticks.

There’s a point where I just groaned at the latest self-inflected wound because A) it just proves – again – that they are dumb, B) it makes me hate them more, and C) it’s just gonna make the movie go on longer as they limp around.

On the plus side, one person gets et in a pretty gnarly way?

I thought this would be a fun little thriller… and it might be if you can just go along with annoying dummies who offer themselves up at the all-you-can-eat moron bar.

Score: 68