Fri., Jan. 6, 2006 12:00 AM PST
You don't ever want to go on vacation with
Eli Roth. In
Hostel, the writer-director's follow-up to the blood-soaked backwoods getaway
Cabin Fever, he sends a trio of lusty backpackers into an Eastern-bloc version of
Pinocchio's Pleasure Island, where tourists taste some
very friendly local customs, then get turned into spare parts.
The opening salvo is a thumb-twiddling mix of soft-core porn and character introduction, as Roth's honey-trapped protagonists are too giddy with wine and women to recognize their peril. But
Hostel's gory, pulse-pounding second act is the reason to see this intense, oddly satisfying bloodbath. It's horrifying, in the best sense of the word, with several contenders for Best Supporting Torture Implement and more than a few sights you'll likely never forget--if you can keep your eyes open.
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