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CABIN FEVER
A quintet of college boys and girls out
for a good time in a cabin high on a mountain have what is surely
the worst time of their lives, thanks to a merciless flesh-eating
virus.
CAST: Jordan Ladd, Rider Strong, James DeBello, Cerina Vincent,
Joey Kern, Arie Verveen
DIRECTOR: Eli Roth
"Cabin
Fever wins laughs not only with its overt jokes, but also
with its general, warped affability
Roth is a lowdown wit.
You can tell from his gleeful, amoral exploitation of horror flicks'
built-in moral codes. Because the antiheroes are college kids, not
high schoolers, he can forgo the slasher-film cliche that simply
having sex targets you for slaughter. We sense from very early on
that these guys and gals are doomed whether they get any or not
The
camera movements, editing and special effects have snap, crackle
and pop, respectively. As in crackerjack doggerel or dirty limericks,
even the worst gags have resonance or rhyme: An ugly racial swipe
at the beginning brings on a hilarious punch line at the end. Cabin
Fever may not be a horror classic, but it's definitely an
ideal midnight movie." --Michael Sragow, The Baltimore Sun
"The Great Wide Open can be a hedonism park, but it can also
be an awesome terror, and the new indie screamer Cabin Fever
plugs into The Blair Witch Project's breathless dread
of endless forest
Five beautiful college friends head up to
a remote cabin and soon enough stumble upon a hermit oozing with
a cataclysmic bleed-out contagion
As viral Petits Guignols
go, it's both pragmaticno zombies, just wildly infectious
victimsand deliciously vicious; the film's key moment involves
cinema's most disquieting finger-fuck
Roth's sure-handed movie
is rife with queasy discomfort, from the hemorrhaging stranger despoiling
a snazzy Jeep, to the hero (Rider Strong) pouring Listerine on his
dick after impulse-screwing
Whatever else, Roth's is a refreshingly
horny movie." --Michael Atkinson, The Village Voice
"Cabin Fever takes the notion of a rotting rural
environment (in autumn), where a toxic, corpse-littered reservoir
is the source for commercially marketed spring water, and makes
it a metaphor for a contaminated world on the brink of a viral nightmare.
That reservoir is the probable source of a contagious disease resembling
the Ebola virus, which eventually afflicts all but one of the five
brash teenagers who rent a cabin together for a weeklong party that
quickly turns into a nightmare. One reason Cabin Fever
sustains such a palpable mood of foreboding until the end is that
it stays away from the supernatural and makes minimal use of cheap
shock effects. Because the horror doesn't emanate from a standardized
special-effects hell, but from the poisoned land itself, it is all
the more ominous
As one camper after another develops symptoms,
the five friends panic and turn on each other. And because the acting
is unusually solid, their desperate, each-man-for-himself behavior
becomes a scary microcosm of mass hysteria and social chaos in the
face of catastrophe." --Stephen Holden, The New York Times
"It's just a loud, derivative grade-Z horror film of no particular
distinction, and why it's generated some buzz at film fests is the
real and only interesting mystery about it. Here's the wrinkle.
The killer isn't a guy in a hockey mask, he's an it: a virus
One
by one the kids go down, usually after some really bad behavior.
And you find yourself rooting for the virus. Gimme a V, gimme an
I, gimme a . . . that sort of thing." --Stephen Hunter, The
Washington Post
"Filled with coarse comedy, flesh-eating contagion and backwoods
mayhem, this impressively icky, witty scare pic from director Eli
Roth combines the hillbilly-country horror of the first Blair
Witch Project with the viral decimation and paranoia of 28
Days Later
One could argue that Cabin Fever
is gratuitously gruesome. And gratuitous in other ways, too, like
showing naked coeds, like toying with politically incorrect subject
matter (homophobia, racism). But Roth is working in a horror tradition
that goes way back -- and he's working it with nasty glee."
--Stephen Rea, Philadelphia Inquirer
"The film could develop its plague story in a serious way,
like a George Romero picture or 28 Days Later, but it
keeps breaking the mood with weird humor involving the locals
If
some of this material had been harnessed and channeled into a disciplined
screenplay with a goal in mind, the movie might have worked. But
the director and co-author, Eli Roth, is too clever for his own
good, and impatiently switches among genres, tones and intentions
The
movie adds up to a few good ideas and a lot of bad ones, wandering
around in search of an organizing principle." --Roger Ebert,
Chicago Sun-Times
"Only the true aficionado of the horror/slasher/deadly virus/mutant-hillbilly
movie will appreciate Cabin Fever at all, much less
make any sense of it
the viewer never seems quite sure whether
this is a serious horror film or whether it's just supposed
to be a hoot
Ominous closeups of water glasses and teacups
are the subtle tipoff that all is not right at the reservoir. Nor
is it in Cabin Fever, although it's tough to get too
worked up about a movie so giddily gory and determinedly dopey.
It's too bad, though, that Roth couldn't make the thing funnier,
because even though he does gross us out, he doesn't do it with
nearly enough style." --John Anderson, Newsday
"Eli Roth's debut gorefest is hardly as thought-provoking as
Danny Boyle's recent, similarly themed 28 Days Later
-- indeed, one gets the sense that this director's only true aim
is to creep us out. It's a goal he handily achieves. Blending classic
horror tropes with contemporary medical fears, Roth sends five recent
college grads into the woods. The kids, of course, just want a little
fun. The woods want something else. Other than a few witty jokes
and a game cast, there's nothing particularly special here. Still,
the nods to masters like Wes Craven and George Romero -- along with
buckets of blood -- ought to thrill horror fans." --Elizabeth
Weitzman, The New York Daily News
"Anyone worth their salt can see Sam Raimi's great Evil
Dead films as the main source of inspiration here. And yet,
somehow, industry types who have never heard of Evil Dead
II are singing the praises of this half-witted knock-off
If
this were a David Cronenberg movie, the disease would have some
fabulously interesting origin and would somehow connect to real
life. But Roth simply uses it the way any other horror film uses
a killer beastie. It comes from nowhere, attacks and does not relent.
From there, we merely count down to the last man standing, followed
by the obligatory shock ending." --Jeffrey M. Anderson,
San Francisco Examiner
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