The big scene that kicks off this movie, where a drawbridge opens by itself and causes all this slowly escalating carnage while hard rock plays, is fucking awesome. Okay, so the hard rock is AC/DC, but you can't have everything. The awesomeness continues as more machines come to life and start attacking everybody: an electric knife cuts up a truck-stop waitress (don't worry, it wasn't your mom); an arcade game hypnotizes and electrocutes a brother; a vending machine blasts some guy in the head with a can of soda; a steamroller flattens a little kid... And here's a bit just for the white people: the sprinklers come on and over-water a whole block's worth of formerly perfect lawns! Even you aren't immune to the horror this time, white people. Here's my question though: is whatever's going down happening to every machine? What about the lever? That's a machine. Is it just an ordinary stick until you try to pry something up with it, then suddenly it pops to life and embeds itself in your eye? And how do the machines with limited functionality feel about all this? Like does the toaster spend all day suffering from low self-esteem and secretly wishing it was Killdozer? These things bear thinking about. Philosophical concerns aside, if the movie had continued along these lines it would've been a classic: just imagine tech-savvy fucks all across the country trapped in downtown wherever, trying to figure out how to get to the woods or where the woods even are, all while being attacked by every single machine they see. Then, when a few of them finally make it to some farmland and think they're safe, they get run over by a manure spreader. Unfortunately, this movie concentrates almost entirely on a single truck stop, and watching the rednecks there get repeatedly pimp-slapped by big rigs gets a little old after a while. Don't get me wrong, this flick still delivers- there's more than enough destruction, explosions, and gore, and the main chick is notably fine. And sneaking in a time card with the name "Gene Poole" on it? Classic. The lead truck having a big, leering goblin face mounted on the front is kinda stupid though, and are we really supposed to not notice that cars aren't affected by whatever's happening because that's more convenient to the plot? Because I didn't not notice that. Then there's the fact that the redneck who owns the truck stop just happens to have boatloads of heavy artillery on hand. This isn't exactly unrealistic (if you think otherwise, you don't know many rednecks), but it's still way too convenient. At the end of the day, I'd say this is a pretty good movie that should've been a great one, but last time I checked "pretty good" will still pay the bills so it's worth checking out. Steer clear of the gay-ass remake though.