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The new Kane Hodder horror franchise spawns another installment - but is it more than just backwoods super-gore...?
Dark Sky Films / 81 Minutes / 2013 / Unrated / Street Date: August 13, 2013
In case the wonders of the first two Hatchet movies passed you by, all you need to know before popping this third installment in your player is that Marybeth (Danielle Harris) is hell-bent on avenging the murders of her family members by the rampaging lunatic at the center of the movie (he's played by long-time horror staple Kane Hodder). Again, as a horror sequel, there isn't much to this one that wasn't involved with the last few, but now at least you're caught up.
This time Marybeth is going to get this massacring jackass for good (yeah, right), but this fight for honor gets stymied when Sheriff Fowler (Zach Galligan) wrongfully names her as suspect numero uno for all those poor souls who were mutilated by our happy-go-lucky title character during his previous explosions of guts and carnage. Little by little, Fowler learns the errors of his ways, but will it be too late? Will Marybeth finally find peace, or will this insane killer live to slaughter another day?
The best things that can be said about this lifeless blood orgy of a movie is that it boils things down to their slasher-flick basics. There are elements of the story within Hatchet III that pay moderate attention to the mythos and motivations behind our murderer's demonic ways, but the film here mostly just sets up an opportunity for five or ten 'professionals' to track Kane Hodder's character down and then become dismembered (or worse) as a result.
So for those resilient viewers who want nothing more in their horror flicks than some moody music, a misunderstood protagonist in a tight top, and inventive ways for a swamp killer to mutilate his prey, then Hatchet III might just work. It makes no claims to be headstrong or legitimate in any sort of dramatic fashion, but for straight-to-video fare like this, it's okay. Every once in a while you need to just sit back, pop open a beer and watch the body parts fly across your TV screen.
I can't believe Hollywood hasn't made such a scenario into a Bud Light commercial....