In the summer of 1979, Louis, Todd and Lake follow a non-maintained trail into a remote wilderness deep inside Kings Canyon National Park. In that achingly beautiful desolation, they encounter menace in the form of grinners, a group of malevolent squatters who terrorize intruders with their gleaming knives and demonic grins. Grinners is a wickedly delicious suspense tale and finely tuned example of 1970s Southern California noir. It is also G. Kent's homage to the dark and primal fears that often accompany wilderness backpacking. There's the lost trail up ahead. Light your campfire and let the horror begin.
2.5 stars. Punchy, quick read for the not-too-serious horror fan. Some cool moments. Overall story is engaging enough. Some of the dialogue is trite and unrealistic. And the ending is abrupt with lingering, unanswered questions. However, the plot is solid, though it could have taken better shape.