Back in the day, before he'd permanently ruined his reputation as a serious director of horror movies with crap like the movie Scream, Wes Craven directed one of the most brutal and shocking movies of it's (or any other) time. Mari Collingwood is a young girl who plans to celebrate her 17th birthday attending a concert with her friends. On her way, she hears on the radio of a recent prison escape involving a violent set of offenders and serial killers. After the show, they run into them randomly while trying to score some weed. They are taken out to the woods near Mari's own home, forced to piss in their pants, and shot in the head in one of the most saddening acts of brutality ever put on screen. The gang ends up at the Collingwood's home, asking for permission to spend the night. One of them has Mari's peace medal, given to her earlier that day as a birthday present. Her parents figure out what has taken place based on that and exact a bloody awful revenge. The mother gnaws off the one guy's johnson. Jesus...
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