It certainly is violent, and nature does abound in this interesting, if flawed, slasher.
Some horny teenagers nick a pendant that they find hanging from a rusty pole sticking out of the ground by a knackered shack in the middle of the woods. This is fine. Why wouldn’t it be? It’s not fine. Turns out that the pendant is, apparently, the only earthly thing that can hold at bay the spirit of a relentless killing machine buried underneath it. A killer that’s part Jason Vorhees, part Leatherface and part Blaster from the Master/Blaster duo in Mad Max: Beyond Thunderdome. Idiot horny teenagers don’t stand a chance. They never do, really.
The concept for ‘In A Violent Nature’, if you can call it one, is as old as the hills the killer does his bits in. Teens do dumb things, killer kills them in a variety of ingenious ways, lessons aren’t learned, someone makes it out alive and we’re set for a sequel. So far, so familiar.
But, in the case of ‘In A Violent Nature’, it’s not what the band play, it’s how the band play it. Or to strangle this further – it’s not who the killer executes, it’s how they execute them.
