“If you don’t go into “Cabin In The Woods” expecting the best thing since “The Exorcist,” then you’ll definitely enjoy yourself.”

Vulture says that Drew Goddard’s “Cabin In The Woods,” is a “teen slasher movie that redefines the horror genre.”

It’s not necessarily what I would call a teen slasher flick, since none of the young people are teens–the youngest person happens to be a zombie–and it definitely does not redefine the horror genre.

What it is is a moderately ambitious horror film–that wimps out at the end–that plays like an episode of ‘Buffy,’ (The Initiative storyline, particularly), except for lots of weed references and the occasional boob shot.

The similarity is probably not a coincidence, since Goddard wrote it with Joss Whedon (the writer and occasional director of “Buffy, The Vampire Slayer).

What ‘Cabin’ does remarkably well is to showcase the banality of evil, as embodied by Bradley Whitford and Richard Jenkins, who are easily the best part of the film.

Their nonchalance over some pretty despicable acts that they initiate–in the name of what they perceive as the greater good–is pretty entertaining stuff.

The rest of the staff, while not nearly as interesting, acquit themselves well enough.

Now to the wimp-out at the end, which I will not give away except to say that the film spends much of its third act building toward some nameless horror that ended up as a reject from “Wraith Of The Titans.”