Thanksgiving Carves Its Turkeys in All the Right (and Silly) Ways

After veering off course from his generally recognized milieu with a documentary about shark extinction in 2021, and the baffling family film The House with a Clock in its Walls in 2018, mixed-bag horror director at large Eli Roth returns in 2023 with a crowd-pleasing slasher film that takes a stab at an untapped genre for holiday horror: Thanksgiving. Thus, the obviously titled Thanksgiving (in bloody font) imagines the historic Massachusetts town of Plymouth as the site of a Black Friday massacre, which has created a vengeful, cosplaying murderer out of its bloodshed.
On Thanksgiving eve one year prior, a frothing hoard of shoppers (the kind that funnily doesn’t even exist anymore in 2023, because online shopping) are riled into a feeding frenzy when a group of teens, led by the store owner’s daughter, manages to sneak into the back of the Right Mart and start shopping before the crowds are even allowed in. Incensed, egged-on and already thirsting for blood, the mob barrels its way into the store, taking no prisoners as each member reaches furiously for its precious waffle maker.
Among the downed civilians is Amanda—a perilously early death for a character played by Gina Gershon—the wife of one of the store managers forced to go into work on Thanksgiving for the early Black Friday access. Rising young baseball star Bobby (Jalen Thomas Brooks) suffered a career-ending injury when a shopper’s foot mangled his hand; the security guard was crushed to death by the trampling mob; one guy splits his neck open on broken glass from the entrance and still hobbles over to retrieve his waffle maker before it’s snatched out of his hands. It’s a gruesome spectacle, one which, a full year later, has not yielded any arrests due to curiously missing camera footage. Meanwhile, the owners have been completely exonerated and still plan to open early on Thanksgiving again. Thus, the scene is set for revenge in this slasher whodunnit, where a John Carver mask-donning killer is out to murder those complicit in last year’s massacre.
The killer’s eyes are set chiefly on the group of taunting teenagers who escalated the situation. This is in addition to doing away with others who acted out of self-interest while their fellow citizens perished that night, perpetrating the greed of mindless individualism—like the second security guard (played by comedian Tim Dillon) who ran off and left his partner to die under a mass of storming feet. The killer’s first victim (a particularly ravenous woman at the massacre), has her head dunked in water before being stuck to an icy fridge door; she peels her cheek off to free herself. Another has corn cob stickers plunged into her ears. One man is impaled through the face with a wooden pole. The kills in Thanksgiving are not just fun and creative, but shockingly brutal; the kind of crunchy, touchable horror-movie brutality that feels far too sparse in mainstream American horror—even noticeably CGI blood fountains look perfectly acceptable. The impact is bolstered by some impeccable sound design, atmospheric tension and misdirection—as in the case of Security Guard #2, whose gutting-by-electric knife catches you off-guard in a well-earned jump scare.