The reversal of the male and female horror roles at the end is very fascinating, but everything else is a giant clusterfuck (who the fuck brings makeup to the woods). And the end death scene was the dumbest thing I have ever seen.
I know the bar isn't terribly high but this is the best also-ran slasher of the 80s in the wake of Friday the 13th. Stylish, beautifully shot, creepy and satisfying; one of the great, unknown, independent horror films.
Beautiful location and a very realistic slasher film. Music is almost non-existent, instead relying on nature sounds and the shouts of friends to keep tensions high. While it does feel as if it was shot at random at the beginning, and I can't say it's one of the darker entries from 1981, the fantastic ending where reserved Connie puts her whimpering boyfriend to shame as he grovels at her feet is a perfect close.