Don't let anyone tell you differently: this is a horror movie. You can tell because if you hear dueling banjos, your butt tightens automatically. That alone puts this film right up there with Jaws for ruined vacations. Lewis (Burt Reynolds) convinces his friends Ed (Jon Voight), Bobby (Ned Beatty), and Drew (Ronny Cox) to go canoeing down a river that is about to be dammed for a power plant. It's the last time anyone will ever see this pristine wilderness before it is ruined. Except for the eccentric, estranged locals who lived undisturbed until these four idiots wandered into their territory. All of a sudden, a pleasant trip outdoors becomes a life and death battle against man and nature. It's also a great movie about how panic can make you fill in a narrative that rational thought would have written another way.
You'll notice there are no women on this trip. That's because any sensible lady would have taken one look at the gas station people and noped the fuck out. I know I would have. I damn sure wouldn't have antagonized them. This is why men don't live as long.
If you've never seen this film, go ahead and watch it. Don't go camping after, but go ahead and watch the movie, if only to see where the lines you've heard in other shows and movies originated.
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