I think this one falls squarely in the guilty pleasure category because I enjoyed it for zero logical reasons whatsoever, perhaps like any other cult classic.
(2003's version with Eliza Dushku still haunts me like Deliverance did. Well, almost like Deliverance did. Not quite as much or in quite the same way, but unforgettably disturbing nonetheless!)
Meanwhile, there have been five Wrong Turn films added to the, ahem, oeuvre between 2003 and 2021, the franchise having collectively earned more than $50 million at the box office in 17 long years.
See them if you dare, though my recommendation (not that you're asking!) for slightly better-but-still-schlocky horror fare would be 2011's You're Next or 2008's or 2018's The Strangers and The Strangers: Prey at Night, respectively. These are all just interesting enough, not unlike, say, The Mothman Prophecies, while also being slightly more fun.
I caught You're Next again the other night and was really sad to learn about Nicholas Tucci (no relation, and who plays Felix in the flick), as he died from cancer in March 2020 at age 38.
Life. So many curve balls. Appreciate every waking moment, because who's to say you're not next?