From the archive
The Ruins
Feed me, Seymour – The Little Pyramid of Horrors
Every once in while, a horror movie comes along that looks like it might actually be a good one. Often times, they’re not. But occasionally, like THE RUINS, they just a little over par.
Something is bound to go wrong when two traveling couples decide to take a journey to a secret, off-the-map pyramid ruins with two German twenty-something guys while vacationing in Mexico.
Once the group finds the hidden Mayan temple, everything starts to work against them. A large number of heavily armed local hostiles gather ritualistically and make sure that the group of foreign trespassers never brings the evil that lies within to rest of the world – that evil being the strange, intelligent human feeding vegetation that hides the temple from the world.
It’s obvious what you’re thinking. “Killer weeds?” Yes, it sounds lame, but that is not where the horror comes from in THE RUINS that makes it worthwhile. What sets THE RUINS apart from every other horror movie is from where the horror derives.
Instead of relying solely on a single outside force, these horrifying elements come from the freaky nature of being stuck somewhere without much food or water, knowing that death lies in the plants cover the inside and outside of the pyramid, as well as the natives below.
If you’re a fan of horror, you’ll definitely enjoy THE RUINS for being just a bit better than every other one you’ve seen in the last year. If you don’t like horrors, then stay away from THE RUINS. Because of multiple makeshift surgeries, there are many graphic, bloody scenes that leave you feeling woozier than the poor chum under the literal knife.
