By the time he got to THE HILLS HAVE EYES, Wes Craven was clearly more confident behind the camera. Much more tonally consistent and more adept at building tension, this gritty horror film about a family stranded in the desert at the mercy of bloodthirsty in bred cannibals is a classic of 70s horror.
The middle class trip to the dark side of America. The happy family is headed to the California dreamland, but ends up in the dirty backyard of the military, somewhere in the desert. Craven’s second film is fierce and full of rage. It’s not really scary - the unnecessary jump scares are its weakest moments - as it is intimidating and grotesque, filled with the amorphous fears of the middle class.
I always thought of Wes Craven as the light and fun master of horror, so I was surprised to find that this is one of the most brutal, no holds-barred horror movies of the 70's. What really sets it apart is the horror relating to the loss of family. It really gets to you seeing these characters agonize over the loss of their loved ones in unexpected and unimaginable ways for almost the entire running time.
Craven intenta repetir el plato de su ópera prima "La última casa a la izquierda"; esa morbosidad de ver a los verdugos siendo aleccionados por las víctimas. Muy a pesar su trama no tiene el peso verosimil que su anterior película. ¿Engendros o simplemente incomunicados? Definitivamente los perros no van. Igual se aprecia el valor de Craven de exponer a una familia a una cacería sangrienta.