Okay, perhaps movies that seek purely to make you sick to your stomach are abusing our whole “right to free speech” thing, but dammit if I’m not happier than a pig in putrid, bloody, pus-filled dung that they are around.  This past weekend, I sat down with some friends to do a double feature of Eli Roth’s Cabin Fever and its DTV sequel, Cabin Fever 2: Spring Fever.  To be honest, when I first saw Roth’s original in the theater I was disappointed…but I’ll give it this: it holds up.  I was still disappointed with it.  However, after you wade through an hour long swamp of underdeveloped characters yammering at each other, the last twenty minutes of the picture are a lot of fun.  Cabin Fever 2: Spring Fever takes that last twenty minutes and turns into eighty minutes of pure disgustingness.  And this is a good thing. (more…)