It's been thirteen years since co-writer/director William Wesley helmed the now cult favourite Scarecrows and he returns to the genre with this massive disappointment.

Lou Diamond Phillips and Lori Petty head the cast as two FBI agents who are on the trail of a fleeing mob testifier (Steven Williams from Jason Goes To Hell stuck in comic relief mode here). Soon they end up on the barely travelled title route (that's not on any map) only to fall victim to the zombified ghosts of a prison chain-gang that were murdered by their guards.

With plenty of heavy-handed attempts at humour and a yawner of a first third (this is extremely slow to get rolling) this is a tiresome, over-acted and quite pathetic flick that has barely any horror (sure someone gets a jackhammer through their body - but there's little else) with Wesley jerking the camera around to-and-fro during the attack scenes.

The only thing here that I liked was the fact it's filmed entirely in daylight and you just have to groan at the lame "concrete" angle the script throws out.

Scarecrows wasn't great but it's certainly better than this junker.

Directed By: William Wesley.
Written By: Scott Fivelson, Thomas W. Weber, William Wesley.

Starring: Lou Diamond Phillips, Lori Petty, Steven Williams, Dale Midkiff.