Three young adults, Bone(Deva George), Sam(Nate Rubin), and Carrie(Robin Gierhart)are heading for a music festival when they accidentally take the wrong turn and end up in a small town overrun with vampires. A labour of love for writers Chris Gardner and Blair Rowan(the former also has a part in the movie as a jerk with penis issues, the latter also co-director), BLOOD ON THE HIGHWAY is a vampire comedy that has sex jokes, blood, gore, and foul language in equal measure. A steady diet of hick humor and violent mayhem in a really low budget effort here. Sometimes, filmmakers contend with a tight shooting schedule and inexperience with a palpable energy and joy that exists. It's easy to see that everyone involved were having a grand ole time participating in this go-for-broke, let-it-all-hang-out exercise in excess and tastelessness. BLOOD ON THE HIGHWAY is crude, and definitely hit-or-miss(mostly miss for me, to tell you the truth, a few moments where I either grinned or let out a minor chuckle), appealing to those who embrace trash/slob humor. Tom Towles and Nicholas Brendon show up in cameo roles(Towles a type of "motivational speaker" in a Colonel Sanders get-up, Brendon the leader of the vampire movement, Vice President of consumer grocery stores that harvest bloodsuckers throughout the country). I think the film's strongest asset is the gore...lots and lots of blood shed and flesh wounds from massive neck gnawing.