Local legend has it that a husband who went crazy and killed his wife and her lover now roams the woods wearing a clown mask and carrying a machete, looking for his next victim. Four friends decide to head to the woods to enjoy the weekend with mother nature, but they learn the truth about the myth of Camp Blood. The hard way.
Oh "Camp Blood", why can't I escape the clutches of your crappiness? Even though it's been almost twelve years since you were released. I still remember the first time you stank up my television with your horrible acting, non-existing budget, laughable effects and general basement production values. Yet, like an alzheimer patient, I find myself drawn to you about once a year; looking upon you as if I am seeing you for the first time. But then the awfulness brings up an all too familiar bitter taste in my mouth.
"Camp Blood" came out at a time when technology was beginning to become more affordable for the general consumer and people realized you didn't have to go to film school to make a movie. More and more DTV-backyard movies were becoming available at the local video store but "Camp Blood" was available before it really exploded onto the scene. Before those movies had left that permanent impression of built up bile in the back of our collective throats. Even though the story was already a nauseating cliché, the "style" of the movie hadn't become a painful familiarity that they are now, over a decade later.
The first time I watched it, I rented it with gleeful optimism and even though it was terrible back then I thought it had some charm to it. This actually became a regularly rented and owned title amongst the circles of movie nerdom that I ran with at that time, and it is undoubtedly that nostalgia that keeps me coming back. "Camp Blood" is a REALLY bad movie - something tells me if the plot wasn't so basic and obvious it probably wouldn't make a bit of sense. The acting, from a bunch up start hopefuls who pretty much disappeared shortly after, is almost to the point of being unbearable. The effects? Well, they tried…I guess. Hard not take notice of the very large cut outs in the machete (You know, the one to fit around arms and heads to give the illusion of a wound.) as it's being swung around. And to be honest, I've seen better camera work from vacation videos than what was done with "Camp Blood".
However, I did not lie about coming back to this movie as if I'm seeing it for the first time because I actually forget how bad this movie is. After my initial repeat viewing, it always ends the same way: "Man, I thought the movie was bad but I don't remember it being this bad." For some reason I still keep coming back to it. When I had originally watched it I thought it was one of the bad-but-good movies, but now…now I think it's just plain straight-up bad, but here I am, still watching all these years later. It's as if I've been given my own "Camp Blood" curse.