How bad is a movie when you have Paris Hilton as the shining point of your film, more in the sense that she's such an awful actress, she manages to make Glitter w/Mariah Carrey seem like Lawerence Olivier in Hamlet?
Pretty much your standard dead teenages stumble upon evil when trapped in the woods ordeal, with the only worthwhile scenes being the methods of how they encase people in wax and the attempted rescue of one such friend encased in it.
But logic is pretty much defied (like how the fuck do you build and maintain an actual house of wax in Louisiana, especially in the summer months), and the killer(s) are pretty much rote bastardizations of your standard maniac from the slasher films of the 80's with wax being their gimmick.
Jesus, are there any good horror films left that aren't remakes? I hope Hitchcock jumps out of his grave and eats Michael Bay before he gets to remake The Birds.