There was no shortage of vile individuals in the Hoochie (that sounds bad, giggity). It felt as if there was some sick, twisted person in every corner, room, wall, and ceiling, waiting to assault us. We felt the number of actors provided a high intensity to this haunt, allowing very little downtime – or opportunities to catch our breath – before the next wave of characters came upon us.
There were diverse characters throughout the attraction that fit the room/scene they were in. As we traversed through the haunt, we came across certain rooms that provided action sequences. They were interactive with the group and usually produced some horrific atrocities to another actor in the scene. The actors stayed in character and provided a convincing intimidation to us as we were pushed through the attraction.
Aside from being cursed at, pushed or hit, there was not much additional interaction. The haunt feels very frantic, moving from scene to scene, room to room with no wasted time. It reminded me of a horror montage. One large, sweaty individual placed his arm around me and asked how my day was and where I was from. As I began to reply, he told me he did not give a [expletive deleted] and pushed me on my way. There was a cross-dressing nun who put holy water on us in the chapel area… at least I hope that’s what it was. In some scenes, the actors tried to pump us up again (as if we really needed any more adrenaline), or tried to get a reaction with some political banter. The residents here preferred to communicate in profane and lewd ways. Most of the dialogue included four-letter words.
The Hooch provided an onslaught of characters from the start of the show. Before entering the haunt, there were a few entertainers on hand. A large dirty hillbilly prowled the lines, as well as a fire eater who also slid along the wooden stage, scaring and making fun of people. Later, a creepy jester came out. Once the haunt “officially started,” a few clowns were introduced and two ladies in tutus and bathing suits and a cross-dressing nun yelled obscenities at everyone. Once inside the haunt, we experienced more-demented hosts, ranging from suicidal people, an impregnated woman with a demon child, soldiers with firearms, cult members, creepy clowns, an individual with a ‘thing’ for bestiality, and many, many, foul-mouthed psychopaths… not to mention the individuals popping out from every corner so quickly our brains could not process who they were. Bad Trip in 3-D, once again, had no shortage of freaks, all of which were clowns… creepy clowns.
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