We had been wanting to visit Scarehouse of the South for the past 2 years because of the “only R rated haunt in GA” label advertised on their website. The scene here was cool; the attraction, a derelict country-looking house, was the backdrop for the line which was packed with late teen and twenty-somethings. The rules/warnings were prominently displayed amping you up even further for an extreme experience... that justtttt missed the mark. We mean like by just a little bit, so close. This haunt was loud, fast-paced, lots of inbred-looking rednecks chased us with big chainsaws, plus they had some really innovative effects - trap doors set into ceilings and dead-end walls that didn’t expose the way out until the very last minute are just a couple examples. Again, we don’t like to give too much away.

Despite the cool effects and chainsaws, we think they were trying so hard to live up to the R rating that they kind of forgot to actually be scary. There were a lot of scenes that were just crazy inappropriate that will have you feeling like “WTF did I just watch?!” and definitely deserve an R rating, but there’s really nothing scary about watching a guy masturbate for a few minutes. It all amounted to a haunted attraction that felt like being in a B horror movie. You know the ones where girls with big boobs run from monsters in white t-shirts in the rain. There’s a lot of potential with this one. We recommend they watch Rob Zombie movies to really figure out how to merge sex with a scare. It can be done and you guys could do it.