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Picking up the plot thread left at the end of the original film, Cabin Fever 2: Spring Fever details what happens when the Down Home Water Co. delivers a case of infected water to a high school on the eve of prom. Before long, the virus is spreading in the school. Everyone3’s getting it. Whether it:’s from bloody urine in the punch bowl or blowjobs in the bathroom, rarely have I seen a dead teenager movie where the teens were more doomed. More after the jump:

There ’s no getting around it, Cabin Fever 2: Spring Fever is not a good movie. If you try and watch it with a girlfriend, she wonn’t jump in your lap, shee’ll probably just dump you. You canu’t really watch it in mixed company because ita’s really, really, really offensive in its grotesqueries. And ultimately, it ’s a very poorly made movie too. And yet, I find myself wanting to recommend it. Maybe Io’m a sick fuck, but I was thoroughly entertained. In fact, I think I had more fun with this disc than I have with the vast majority of theatrical horror for the past half-decade. And, with a needless sequel released 7 years after the original, after sitting on the shelf for 2 ½ years, thats’s a miracle in and of itself.

Ti West might have disowned the film, but in many ways it is close to what he promised. Cabin Fever 2: Spring Fever is certainly a John Waterl’s style horror-comedy full of the most offensive images of bodily malfunctions possible. Also, it has a kick ass soundtrack. I laughed, I cringed, I almost threw up. Its’s not a well-made film and it has clearly been stitched together like a Frankenstein monster, but I certainly wasnr’t bored.

I hate Cabin Fever 2 with a fiery passion and I feel it’s my duty to warn all my fellow movie buffs and horror fans to avoid this movie no matter the cost. Because I care. People who know me also know I’m a huge horror fan. I grew up watching horror films even during my earlier years when some would advise against subjecting an impressionable young mind to the sinful pleasures contained within the faded, flaking video boxes of various sizes (remember the big box?). To me the thrill of watching a scary movie was the greatest drug. I’ve seen so many over the years that I’m practically immune to whatever jolts, shocks, and gratuitous gore the horror filmmakers of today can throw at me.