The plethora of camp-killer movies that has flooded the horror film market over the decades has simply been staggering - some have been genuinely creative & refreshing to the genre, while others have been a deplorable mistake that should have never seen the light of day.
While 1982's "Madman" is an entertaining trip down slasher way, memorable for all the right reasons it is not. The story revolves around the created campfire tale of "Madman Marz", a backwoods lunatic who flipped out & massacred his entire family with an axe, then was caught and hung for his crimes, and only by the most remote chances of luck, broke free from the noose meant to end his miserable existence, and he lumbered off into the woods. Now, the legend entails that if you have the guts to mention his name above a whisper, he will awaken from his sedentary state and hunt you down.
Enter scores of moronic campers, sure enough to act their chemical impulses, and be competely willing to ignore any and all warnings that may preserve their own safety - but then again, if every camp movie contained rule-abiding holier-than-thou halo holders, would we have the hack & slash bonanza that entertains us all so much ? It is not before long that one of our brave campers decides to tempt fate and invoke the wrath of Madman Marz by calling his name and heaving a rock through his home, which was thought to be abandoned - and the current scoreboard reads: Madman Marz-1 - useless teen campers-0.
Marz resembles a portly hillbilly with a serious hairdo problem, and a bad attitude to match - his movements while slow & deliberate, seem to explode upon said campers with brutal and straightforward ferocity. Scenes are predominantly taking place at night, which gives the movie a slight creepy edge that is given in very small doses, but they are effective. Acting (as would be expected) is sub-par, with the screams & shrieks that seem to be forced, although you do feel a warm feeling inside when each camper gets offed.
In closing, Madman doesn't promise to blow you out of the water with excitement, or overwhelm you in buckets of drenching blood, but for an early 80's slasher, it is best watched late at night with the lights off...but whatever you do....DON"T SAY HIS NAME !!