White trash horror is such a fun subsubgenre, it’s a whole buffet of stereotypes but it’s okay, ’cause they’re white people who didn’t go to college! Norma Sue Twila Jean Marie is a 37-year-old high school student who commits the crime of being pretty in a tin-sided colony of inbred possum-eating hayseeds. She has a date for the school dance with a redneck who thinks hisself better’n us on account’a he takes baths an’ wears him some CLEAN redneck clothes! So naturally, the hayseeds kill him, because so would I. Using soap, wtf? Can’t trust me no soap-lover!
She goes for an angry cry-walk and meets a voodoo cowboy who gives her a very small machine gun and tells her to solve her problems with it. That’s just SO like a white person without a college degree, am I right? Now the land is cursed (like it wasn’t a joyless blight already), and people disappear and turn into a montage of news clippings.
Fast forward to modern day time, which I guess is 15 years or something, and a Jesus camp bus stops at a diner full of garbage humans before heading into the hills to find they’selves. I guess there’s a retreat cabin or something, I dunno, they never get there so it doesn’t matter. On the way there a token “cocky bad-boy shithead” character introduces all the individual characters on the bus along with their infractions so we can make a connection to these characters or whatever… then the bus crashes. In the cursed woods, at night, in a rainstorm with a bus load of troubled teens, with only a cursed trailer park for shelter while a demon psycho killer serves them sweet tea and tells them all her life story.
Just shoot me… teenagers!
The moral of this particular story? When a trailer park diner gives you directions to a short cut a mile or so down the road, don’t take that short cut a mile or so down the road. Just go home.