Something's
Right About Wrong Turn.
©
Jon Dunmore, 21 Nov 2005.
As
I walked onstage at The Whiskey one night and the previous
band's singer was walking off, I jokingly said to him, "You
look exactly like Jeremy Sisto!" His laughing reply,
"I am!" He is as nice a guy as his roles portray
him, so I stopped channel-surfing at WRONG TURN one night
just to watch Sisto's smiley contribution.
 TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE meets DELIVERANCE when a clutch
of sexy teens stranded in West Virginian backwoods stumble
on inbred cannibals who systematically hunt them down and
knife-kill them for supper.
An
axe-notch above the usual screaming-teen fare through its
fine performances (from occasional A-Listers Eliza Dushku,
Desmond Harrington and my pal the rocker Jeremy Sisto) and
fearfully realized cannibals (which the director, relatively-inexperienced
Rob Schmidt, had the good sense to keep almost mute and
mostly unseen), WRONG TURN ratchets the suspense
to unusually high levels for a film of its jaded ilk.
But
poor Sisto gets arrowed in the back. Maybe that's why I
haven't seen him round The Whiskey lately…
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