Storyline
Karl the Butcher Jr. isn’t exactly your friendly neighborhood guy. His mom’s lost her mind, and she’s basically raised him to be a walking, blood-soaked revenge machine. Dad’s gone, murdered in the nastiest way possible, and now Karl’s on a mission—more like a rampage, really. Anyone unlucky enough to wander into his patch of woods? Game over, man. He’s got a thing for creative violence, and honestly, he doesn’t care if you’re just lost or out for a stroll—if you step foot in his forest, you’re getting chopped, diced, or worse. The soundtrack? Straight-up nightmare fuel. Heads roll, limbs fly, and the gore just doesn’t stop. Decapitation? That’s child’s play for Karl Jr. He’s got a whole arsenal of ways to make you regret your life choices, and he’s not shy about using any of them. If you’re squeamish, maybe stick to cartoons, because this is the kind of movie that leaves you checking behind the shower curtain at night.