Review of Tourist Trap

Group of older teens on a mountain road run afoul of the owner of a defunct tourist spot now overrun by suspiciously lifelike mannequins. Ridiculous, lethargic horror piece certainly gets no points for originality. Screenwriters David Schmoeller (who also directed) and J. Larry Carroll (who also produced) have come up with an outrageous and inept hybrid of "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre", "House of Wax" and "Psycho" (with a bit of "Carrie"-like telekinesis added to the mix, apparently a demand handed down from executive producer Charles Band). The kids escape and are brought back, escape and are brought back, while Schmoeller keeps the ladies crawling across floors, scaling wire fences and running through misty forests at night. "Tourist Trap" may work for those creeped-out by mannequins in general; the dummies on-display here (both living and dead) have a fleshy texture and roving eyes, but Vincent Price is sorely missed when it comes down to dipping the girls in goop. * from ****