Haunting in the Hills’ acting troupe performed their parts with relish. Aside from a few silent menaces, the vast majority were loud and demonstrative. We had no trouble hearing what these psychos planned on doing to us. There were energetic screamers, yellers, taunters, drummers, barrel-bashers, and electric sparkers. Everybody in the cast wanted to make their mark, and most of them hit it.
Hayride: Right out the gate, we picked up a trio of hitchers riding on the wagon. They kept up a running commentary on what (okay, who) they had in mind for the evening’s menu, that being long pig. As fans of Hannibal know, long pig refers to the flesh of ye olde homo sapiens. One of them, a character seemingly out of a Mad Max movie, climbed all over the metal framework on the sides of the wagon and even crawled onto the roof!
Continuing the awesome gymnastics exhibition, a daredevil thrillingly buzzed over the wagon on a zip line. Leatherface was an inhuman tornado spinning around with a roaring saw in hand. These folks were physical! And in a most shocking scene, a wannabe auto mechanic performed a novel repair on their stalled car.
Train: Not as many freaks populated this shortest of the attractions, but the ones who appeared really made their presence felt. Art freaked us out big time, silently following us around and using various noisemakers to startle us several times. Another enthusiastic (but non-Art) clown seemed to be arguing internally – “Oh, new victims!” “No doctor, they’re patients, not victims, doctors don’t do any harm.” “Aaaaahhhhh, let’s get crazy!!” A demented chainsawer had us scrambling for the exit.
House: A starvin’ Marvin forced us into the smoke house with a crazed “‘C’mon fresh ham, get in the smoker!” and then wanted a taste after we’d gone through. And don’t you know it, more chainsaw nuts showed up doing their maniacal thing. Yeah, they served up a steady diet of chainsaw here.
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