Andre the Butcher

In the sweltering heat of a remote Florida backroad, four junior‑college friends set out for a cheerleading competition, their banter and budding romances humming like the roadside cicadas. The drive becomes a quiet test of friendship as they cross miles of open sky, each character carrying a personal secret that flickers just beneath the surface of their easy‑going jokes.

When the group’s car falters, they stumble upon an isolated house that seems to have been abandoned for years. The property belongs to the enigmatic Andre the Butcher, a name whispered in local lore as a dark reminder that “dead meat” is more than a macabre menu—it’s a promise of retribution for hidden sins. The house exudes an unsettling stillness, its weathered walls and dim interior casting long shadows that suggest the past is never truly buried.

​Jimbo, the cautious driver, tries to keep the group together, while ​Cookie balances a carefree exterior with deeper insecurities. ​Jasmine walks a tightrope between confidence and concealment, her quiet observation hinting at unspoken desires. ​Kristy offers a buoyant optimism that masks her own internal struggles. Their interactions crackle with the tension of adolescence—playful teasing, quiet glances, and moments that feel both ordinary and charged with something more ominous.

The film settles into a tone that blends gritty, low‑budget horror with a simmering, character‑driven dread. The remote setting, the oppressive heat, and the ever‑present sound of distant insects create a claustrophobic atmosphere where every creak and flicker feels purposeful. As the friends explore the house and the surrounding woods, they are drawn into a mystery that forces them to confront the weight of their own choices, while the looming presence of Andre the Butcher suggests that some forces are far beyond simple explanations.

Last Updated: October 14, 2025 at 03:54