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A horror-themed amusement park becomes the perfect playground for a masked serial killer. So perfect, in fact, that the patrons may not be able to tell the difference between the stage blood… and the real thing. Directed by Gregory Plotkin (editor of Get Out and director of Paranormal Activity: The Ghost Dimension) and produced by The Walking Dead’s Gale Anne Hurd, the film stars Amy Forsyth, Reign Edwards, and Bex Taylor-Klaus as friends who race to save themselves from the very real slaughterhouse unfolding around them.
- Cynthea Mercado
- Stephen Conroy
- Amy Forsyth
- Bex Taylor-Klaus
- Reign Edwards
- Christian James
- Matt Mercurio
- Roby Attal
- George Howard Adams
- Courtney Dietz
Did You Know?
- Gregory Plotkin was attached to direct.
- At the end the reporter says the killer killed 4 people but it was actually 5. The 4 teens from the group and the girl at the very beginning that we didn't know her name.
- Natalie: That same guy has been following us the entire night!
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While Hell Fest is not a great film by any means, it was still fun to watch. It’s been years since a decent slasher horror film was released in theaters and I didn’t get bored watching it. Yes, better actors could have been used and the scares could have been much more creative due to the horror theme park setting. There were a few scenes that were somewhat suspenseful, but nothing you haven’t seen in other movies. I will say the 3rd act is the best part of the movie and the ending left me feeling a little creeped out (once you watch, you’ll know what I mean). If you’re a fan of theme parks and horror movies, then you should have fun watching this, just don’t go in with high expectations.
Fell asleep a few times..not what we expected. Terrible acting and overall not great! We had to leave..that bad.
It should surprise no one that, as Hell Fest comes to a close, Evil Hoodie Man pulls a Michael Myers disappearing act. This leads to a narrative twist so ridiculous that all non-syringe-pierced oculi will roll.
It’s in love with its location and couldn’t care less about the characters. Even the kills are rote disappointments, at least by slasher-enthusiast standards.
It’s the closest you can subject people to a horror potluck without being The Cabin in the Woods. So why can’t the six writers of this story have more fun with this premise?