VHS HELL:002 - The Butcher's Drive-In

WARNING: DO NOT REWIND. The year is 1987. Route 666 cuts through a graveyard of dead malls, flickering marquees, and one condemned drive-in that refuses to stay closed. They say the Butcher died behind Screen 4—impaled on his own meat hook during a power outage double feature. But when the reels start spinning at midnight and the speakers buzz to life, he returns... with director’s cuts. This summer, a van full of horny teens crashes movie night, hoping for beer, boobs, and bad decisions. Instead, they get grease-stained celluloid horror and a psycho with a chainsaw rewinder and a deep-fried grudge. Forget seatbelts. His ride runs on blood, bass, and B-movie vengeance. THE BUTCHER’S DRIVE-IN He doesn’t just slash the screen—he rips through the stereo mix. Rated X (for eXtreme decapitations, distorted synth solos, and illegal amounts of gore per frame) Coming soon to a parking lot near you. If you hear the projector, it’s already too late.