

She doesn’t travel alone: she’s with her sister, Melody (Sarah Yarkin), who has parlayed a food truck run with Dante (Jacob Latimore) into Instagram fame. Grisly history merchandised for the benefit of true-crime rubberneckers. As this documentary momentarily captures the interest of Lila (Elsie Fisher), the clerk asks if she’d be interested in a knick-knack or a T-shirt.
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The most lurid detail is a true-crime documentary playing on an old TV at the gas station, tidily summarizing Tobe Hooper’s seminal 1974 original for the uninitiated: a flock of teens passing through, a cannibal family, and a big fella with an apron, a chainsaw, and a mask made from human flesh. As they make their way through the sweltering Texas boondocks, the ill-fated young folks do not encounter anything over-the-top sinister. Surprise, then: the latest retcon of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre franchise from director David Blue Garcia contains rather few of the rural horror signifiers it popularized. Rural horror conceives of civilization like a signal, and there are patches out there in the woods and fields and hills where the reception is no good.

We think of isolation: here is a place where things can be gotten away with, a crack in the earth where passersby might disappear should they come upon the wrong house or make the wrong stop, pick up the wrong hitchhiker.

We think of rust and dirt, of condemned structures that few people are around to witness (much less care about) when they finally collapse. When we think about rural horror films, we tend to think of decay.
