After a career full of roles of varying degrees of seriousness (but always looking drop dead gorgeous), Theron has hit critical paydirt by transforming herself from a slender, willowy beauty to a skanky, foul mouthed, mullet-wearing ho.

In going for a good time, old-fashioned monster movie, with none of the all-too-real terror of Wolf Creek, McLean knew he was inheriting a subgenre with strong conventions that can be the storyteller’s best friend as well as worst enemy, but he gets the balance almost perfect in every regard.

The plot also creaks a little early on, but the few hints about hostage Andrew’s past involving a wife who’s disappeared and a possible murder keep you expecting an awful fate, particularly for Dale (Palmer) as he takes a shine to her youth and beauty.