Don’t read this review. Seriously. Don’t. Well, maybe you can read this paragraph, and maybe the next one. But then stop.
If you even remotely think you’re the type of person who will enjoy The Cabin in the Woods (2012), an inventive horror-comedy from Drew Goddard and Joss Whedon, then go see it. Don’t research, don’t read about it, just go in blind. Unless you have a weak stomach. Then you might want to skip it.
So stop reading this.
You’re still here? Need more ingredients? Okay: The Cabin in the Woods is wicked (and I do mean wicked), dark, fast-paced fun. It’s shocking and it’s hilarious. It’s got Bradley Whitford being snarky and Richard Jenkins being understatedly hilarious. It’s got gleefully subverted cliches and clever, laugh-out-loud dialogue. It has a perfect cast full of eye candy, and special effects full of eyeball kicks. It has Fran Kranz being wildly funny. It’s got Amy Acker. (Well, barely, and she isn’t given enough to do…but hey, I need to keep her stats up in the tag cloud.) And did I mention: Joss Whedon and Drew Goddard? It’s both totally expected and totally unexpected. I can’t remember the last time I laughed so hard at the movie theater. So fun. Loved it!