An old-fashioned dad, an uppity pill-popping mom, a "boys-will-be-boys" son, a semi-closeted teen angst daughter, and they all gather around the table to eat lowlifes. On a backroads RV trip, they get their desires in, away from civilization, away from distractions, but once they meet an offensively simple farm family, the focus of murderous cannibals shifts to what the daughter wants to eat. In the end, the insincere character clichés, the awful fake country accents, the daughters wanting to break free from their perceived family roles, cannibal dad beaming with pride over his aggressive can-do-no-wrong son while suppressing his wife, the swiftness of killing off the country males to set up for the often-used last girl trope to paint empowerment ... it makes me want to find more from this writer and director so I can make sure to never watch those projects.