Fright Manor has been a reliable local haunt for three decades, but there have been predictable, even generic, years. Not so in its current incarnation. For the past few years, the house has excelled at making a deceptively ordinary warehouse seem decidedly bigger on the inside.
The chaos starts off with a "zombie shooting gallery" scene that - despite being mostly light and sound effects - that conjures the visceral, primal terror of prowling through a post-zombie urban landscape. And that's just the first ten minutes.
After that you get an insane asylum (which opens on a genuinely unnerving moment even for someone who's been through plenty of these), a shrine to real-life serial killers and a long, freakishly unhinged jaunt through redneck-hillbilly-torture territory.
And the clowns - ah, yes, the clowns. If you're the kind of person who wonders why some people are freaked out by clowns, Fright Manor will certainly teach you why. Myself, I'm not particularly bugged by clowns, but I'm going to be hearing redneck chainsaw sounds in my nightmares for a while yet.
Fright Manor is better than it's ever been. Highly recommended.