The only way you could enjoy Camel Spiders is ironically, but it has just too
much self - awareness to be unintentionally funny and not enough to appreciate for
camp value.
It is said that a horror director will cast you as a victim because he admires you — or, in this case, because he admires your hypothetical
camp value — but I can't help but sense some rage in the targets Mancini chooses: Set loose in La - La Land, the doll family goes on to kill unworthy pop stars (a Britney Spears look - alike), icons of cinematic change (John Waters — himself
much more talented with the whole
camp thing — here playing a doomed paparazzo), and pretentious, unlikely filmmakers of the 21st century (rap artist Redman, standing in for Mel Gibson -LRB-!)
I believe that 13 Ghosts could have been made forty - some years ago by Roger Corman, with a hell of a cheaper budget, Vincent Price in the role of the power - hungry uncle, and ended up having a certain cult /
camp value (
much as all movies like that do).