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Wrong Turn (2003) review
The first film of the Wrong Turn franchise opens as typical of many slashers– the death of two characters that have nothing to do with the rest of the film. Director Rob Schmidt sets the scene perfectly by killing off two college students who are rock climbing in West Virginia in a very gripping scene- involving the side of a cliff, a dead boyfriend, barbed wire and a mad struggle to get away.
Moving swiftly on to the main story- Medical student, Chris Flynn (played by the gorgeous Desmond Harrington) is driving through West Virginia on his way to a job interview when his route is interrupted by a road accident and he is forced to take a shortcut down an unmarked route (duh duh duh). Due to some rather careless, Chris crashes into a broken-down car belonging to a group on a hiking trip, Jessie (Eliza Dushku), Carly (Emmanuelle Chirqui), Scott (Jeremy Sisto), Francine (Lindy Booth) and Evan (Kevin Zegers). Jessie, Carly, Scott and Chris go into the woods to find help whilst Evan and Francine stay put in the car. In true ‘Horror 101’ style, Francine and Evan get down and dirty and, after hearing a strange noise and going to investigate, both characters meet their ends- Francine in a particularly gruesome fashion.
Jessie quickly emerges as the final girl (looking every inch a vampire slayer – or in this case cannibal slayer – in a mud-covered, white vest-top with an ass-kicking attitude to boot) as the group begins to be picked off by a trio of terrifying and ultimately in-bred cannibals who ride around in an equally creepy yellow truck.