I was going to say I’m not much of a fan of Eli Roth, but having only seen two of his movies prior to tonight’s viewing of The Green Inferno it would be ridiculous to do that. Having only seen Cabin Fever and Hostel, I approached this one with some baggage. On one hand I didn’t care for either of those movies, and on the other hand, I can’t say I’m a particular fan of mondo cinema either. I’m also particular about the genre of horror: gore isn’t enough; jump scares aren’t enough. That isn’t horror, it’s amateur Grand Guignol – where’s the excitement in seeing people killed off one by one? I don’t see it. I’m a character driven writer, and that’s what I look for in the movies I watch.