This movie exists in a temporal reality all of it's own. I consider it more entertaining than THE TWO TOWERS and ATTACK OF THE CLOWNS combined, and found it's central idea (dismal dilapidated Sears catalog two-room house rotting in the sun somewhere outside Lincoln, Nebraska is actually a focus of evil) to be utterly beguiling. What could possibly be more horrifying than finding yourself trapped in the middle of flyover country with nobody but Daniel the shirtless caretaker, two annoying kids, and a woman wearing polka-dotted polyester pants to keep you company?
THE PLOT: A young woman inherits a 'ranch' out in the middle of lord knows where which has a smallish house on it's grounds that has been the scene of mysterious events, ominously intoned by a shirtless man with the most hideous bared chest since Sonny Tufts retired. Meanwhile, the Lincoln County Rodeo is underway about seventy five miles away, and after being informed by his distributors that his 47 minute feature wasn't long enough, the director, his two kids and one of the actresses who appeared in the film gamely try to account for about ten minutes of additional screen time by rolling the camera out at the cow yard. There is even a shot of the two tykes cuddling with a cute little puppy. This is because puppies are cute, everybody loves puppies, and who can object to some shots of young children cuddling a cute little puppy?
Meanwhile, back at the Blood Shack, some dork inexplicably dressed up like a Ninja keeps jumping off the roof, chasing people down, and poking them with what appears to be a large barbecue skewer. This Ninja Chooper guy can also drive a car, though Daniel the shirtless caretaker helpfully disposes of at least one of his murder victims by burying them, which is a crime or something like that. Thank goodness the local police officer suffers from Fat Cop Syndrome and doesn't care. Eventually the Chooper Ninja tries to take on Daniel, the woman with the polka dotted polyester slacks appears, Daniel kills him, and in an unintelligible voice-over the lead actress mumbles something that is probably supposed to wrap it all up.
As one prior commenter noted, the addition of the rodeo footage is a brilliant non-sequitor, a diversion that has nothing to do with the story, does nothing to improve the film, and yet has a certain quality that adds to how utterly dirt poor of a production this was. No sets were built, no actors flown in from Paris or Iceland, no lights were used other than what may have been available, and the result is a film that amounts to less than the sum of it's parts. But ... After looking closely at the 57 minute home video VHS release of BLOOD SHACK I dug up, it appears as though every important American horror director from Tobe Hooper to Sam Raimi has seen this movie and used little bits in their own projects. Or rather found justification for what they had in mind here: The Blood Shack itself reminded me a lot of the cabin from the first EVIL DEAD film in that from the outside it's obviously about the size of two refrigerator boxes stacked next to each other, but go inside and you can chase people around from room to room.
At 57 minutes I found it to be plenty long. Why anyone would want to restore a 125 minute version is absolutely beyond me. How much more rodeo footage did Shriek Show unearth? Or is that just a misread of "1:25", as in 1hr 25min. I sure hope so for the sake of the people who have bought the DVD ... Then again, maybe they could use the 125 minute version as an interrogation tactic down at Guantanamo Bay now that Senator Kennedy has made them stop using Wet Willies, or whatever it was they were doing. They are already reading from Harry Potter, so show them this: Even the most hardcore terrorist will start naming names after that third trip to the rodeo begins.