tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18091027625020667812024-02-18T19:58:33.644-08:00Backwoods HorrorDedicated to the horrifying side of Horror.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1809102762502066781.post-72132766025858844202012-08-14T16:52:00.001-07:002012-08-14T19:32:02.077-07:00Final Exam 1981 (the GOLDEN year for the SLASHER film)<a href="http://www.obscurehorror.com/FINALEXAM.jpg" style="background-color: #555544; color: #d5d5aa; font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; text-decoration: none;"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.obscurehorror.com/FINALEXAM.jpg" style="border: 0px; cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #999999;">Jimmy Houston gives us something a little different than your normal slasher fare. A lot of people think the character development and the time it took the director to give us insight on our characters detracts from the film, making it seem like a talky television movie. In some respects this is quite true.</span></span><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #999999;">While going a different direction in regards to characters, Houston still gives us the already clichéd shot of two love bird co-eds getting all hot and sweaty in the back seat of 'jock boy's' car. Familiar territory already.</span></span><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #999999;">Wouldn't you know it? After the star quarterback for his college football team finally talks his date into the back seat, someone starts fucking with them - pushing and bumping the car. The dude's first instinct is that it was probably one of his jealous team mates, but he soon figures out it probably isn't when someone jumps on the hood of his car and slices a huge hole in the canopy of quarterback's convertible with a big butcher's knife. He then realizes he should get the hell out of Dodge and jumps in the front seat, but is quickly jerked through the hole in the canopy and manhandled onto the hood of the car. The killer lunges his silvery bladed butcher's knife deep into quarterbacks chest as his girlfriend watches in horror</span></span></span></i><br />
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #999999;">We then witness a close-up of the screaming chic in the back seat. The camera zooms in on her ugly face while her annoying scream goes on until our next fade in.</span></span><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #999999;">It's the next day and a group of co-ed acquaintances are discussing the murders that took place at the rival college. (ala Scream) There's a pretty uplifting vibe to the film already, as the characters make jokes and make light of the situation. One of the Frat boys going as far as to say that since the star quarterback from the rival team was now dead, "they might have a chance to take them."</span></span><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #999999;">During this short little opening to introduce our main characters, we get to learn a lot about them already. We realize that they're seemingly normal (well, all except for Radish who's obviously a closet homo) people with thoughts and feelings like the rest of us sub-humans.</span></span><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #999999;">Mark, one of the football-jock-frat boy-pricks is even cool in his own right. Final exams are there and he needs to pass, but like most red blooded Americans he plans to cheat because he didn't study. Well, I guess you could call it cheating. I'm not going to go into detail because this is ultimately a great surprise in the movie. Let's just say that I thought Houston was going to give us a morsel of slasherness and shy away from it, giving us a 'Red Dawn' rip-off instead.</span></span><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #999999;">Nevertheless, we have our virginal heroine, Courtney. Everyone loves her, but she can't find the right person. She's the one who'll let you cheat off her even though she's contemplating your murder in her mind. There's the serial killer freak who has a poster of the Toolbox Murders up in his dorm room. He always drinks Irish whiskey at the end of the term, and probably would prefer Courtney if she were a man. We have our fat coach who lives his dreams through his students when he could still do a single push-up. There's a drunken security guard who'll get your goat. There's a whole slew of likable characters to root for.</span></span><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #999999;">I almost forgot to mention that there's hardly any bloodshed in this movie, and not until forty-five minutes after our opening sequence does anyone come into contact with the killer. BUT, all is not in vain. This film has loads of atmosphere to keep it on the right slasher track.</span></span></span></i><br />
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #999999;"> It indeed is talky throughout, and plays off like a television drama at times, but it delivers on a larger level during the last thirty minutes. The finale is really well done. We get to see glimpses of the killers face, which is basically an ordinary man in a green army jacket.</span></span><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #999999;">The lighting is very well done and the setting of the school added more gloom and doom to the situation. There's also some very good camera work in regards to certain shots - The 'Shining-esque' shot of Courtney walking down the long hallway after she finds Radish's face smashed through a door. Some very good stuff.</span></span><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #999999;">What's the motive for the killer's murderous rage? Well, it never answers that question. We're left wondering why he chose to stalk college campuses in his black van and ultimately butcher coeds like they molested him when he was a kid or something. I should be pissed at this idea, but the open ending rings true on the same bell as Halloween. (Not to mention the similar piano score) Maybe the producers got a little ahead of themselves thinking they had a gem on their hands, thus the obvious sequel. Aside from all the obvious detractions, Final Exam still works for me.</span></span></span></i></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1809102762502066781.post-70886847711212613312012-08-14T16:44:00.001-07:002012-08-14T17:06:42.623-07:00The Boogeyman 1980 <a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/6149GJ2R63L._AA280_.gif" style="background-color: #555544; color: #d5d5aa; font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; text-decoration: none;"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/6149GJ2R63L._AA280_.gif" style="border: 0px; cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999;"><br style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;" /></span></i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"><i><span style="color: #999999;">The movie begins with the 'Halloween-esque' shot of a quaint suburban home, all nestled quietly against beautiful lush scenery and ambiant darkness. Faint blues are used throughout, giving us the impression that something sinister is about to happen inside.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"><i><span style="color: #999999;">The camera latches still on the curious young faces of Willy and Lacey, who look barely six. They peak through the window at their alcoholic mother and her drunken sadistic boyfriend having foreplay (with a pair of panty hose over his face) when they get caught. It seems the boyfriend likes to tie young Billy to the bed when he's been a bad boy and leave him there.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"><i><span style="color: #999999;">Young Lacey, inclining on her sibling survival techniques, runs to the kitchen and grabs a butchers knife, cutting the ropes from Willy's wrists. He frees himself and runs to mom's bedroom (where her and boyfriend are making love) with the butcher's knife, and stabs the shit out of pantyhose man. Anyway, doesn't all this - the butchers knife, the voyeurism, the opening shot, (I forgot to mention the music), the murdering of someone by a young child - doesn't all this sound like we're in store for a masked killer who will ultimately 'come home' sometime during the movie? Sure it does, and why wouldn't it?</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"><i><span style="color: #999999;">I don't want to give Lommel more credit than he deserves with his entry into the slasher sub-genre, but he threw us a loop - not just ripping off 'Halloween', but 'Amityville Horror', and 'The Exorcist' as well.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"><i><span style="color: #999999;">Anyway, after the kid knifes his mom's boyfriend to death, we go on down the road a bit, (around twenty years) where we find Lacey who has grown into a nice looking young woman, and her brother (who now is mute ever since that fateful night.) Oh yeah, I almost forgot: It seems as if a certain mirror in the bedroom on that night twenty years ago (My mom used to have one just like it - she purchased it for twenty bucks back in the early eighties.) captured the image of Willy murdering his abusive father figure and somehow traps the spirit of the dead boyfriend inside it.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"><i><span style="color: #999999;">It seems as if Lacey and her brother have made a pretty good life for themselves. She's a grown woman now, married to a local policeman, where she and her brother live with the husband's family in a big nice house on a farm.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"><i><span style="color: #999999;">Everything is going great until Lacey receives a letter from her psychotic mother who states that the doctors haven't given her much time to live, and that she feels it her right to be able to see Lacey and Willy before she passes on. This takes Lacey through a flashback of that fateful night, and resurfaces all those happenings, leaving her is a state of shit, I mean shock.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"><i><span style="color: #999999;">Weird things start to happen and people start to die in weird ways. Lacey starts seeing her mom's dead boyfriend in mirrors throughout the house. Willy paints the mirrors black while listening to The rolling Stones (just kidding) in a symbolic gesture.. It's all about the mirror's baby! An old hypnotist ( played by John Carradine) soon gets involved and during a session with Lacey, is witness to her inner demons. It's suggested that she go back to the house where her problems had originated and tackle her issues face to face.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"><i><span style="color: #999999;">Well, this seems like a good idea. She and her husband travel to that old two story house where three siblings are alone while Ma and Pa are on vacation. Lacey and her husband ask to come in and see the house again. All is fine until she walks into the bedroom. It just so happens that the same exact mirror that was on the wall twenty years ago just so happens to be in the same spot in the same bedroom. Ok, now that's the most logical thing I've ever heard.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"><i><span style="color: #999999;">Anyway, it's explained that the mirror just somehow never got thrown out and crap begins to happen. Lacey sees pantyhose man in the mirror and bashes it all to hell. Like any normal person, Lacey's husband puts all the pieces of the broken mirror in a paper bag and they take it back home with them.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"><i><span style="color: #999999;">After they leave, one of the weirdest death scenes in horror film history happens. If by some chance someone reading this review hasn't seen it yet, I'm not going to give it away, but let's just say that three siblings die in about thirty seconds, via some kick ass ways.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"><i><span style="color: #999999;">To make a long story short, throw in a little bit of a possession flick ( mixed with another sub genre) into a big bowl of slasherness and you'll ultimately end up with, 'The Boogeyman.'</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"><i><span style="color: #999999;">Throw in a priest who tries to fight the menacing spirit of the pantyhose man, along with a mute brother who finally builds up enough strength to speak during the traumatic ending and you pretty much have it. Dammit, throw in a dumpy shot-on-video look (I have the old vhs copy) and THEN you'll have it.</span></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; font-family: Tahoma;"><i><span style="color: #999999;">I think I'm done. Wait, I said that looking into a mirror. So, did I actually say that backwards?</span></i></span></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1809102762502066781.post-30165668901195083852012-08-14T16:30:00.001-07:002012-08-14T19:33:14.922-07:00The Abomination 1987 <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQxcnu6xbiqsRuy60ZU66MrA60seK-m9_3izi-5RTV-t-KPcnqrUB0TuhZ7SpeJrKKxFiMbpwKh5MrSLGDVJs6VJ-T3GmA1gsFDZKWm1WhtvFjlvJqoJX8nH1BTv3paG4DB54mpHQ1AFY/s1600-h/Abomination2.jpg" style="background-color: #555544; color: #b47b10; font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; text-decoration: none;"><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152176648919730226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQxcnu6xbiqsRuy60ZU66MrA60seK-m9_3izi-5RTV-t-KPcnqrUB0TuhZ7SpeJrKKxFiMbpwKh5MrSLGDVJs6VJ-T3GmA1gsFDZKWm1WhtvFjlvJqoJX8nH1BTv3paG4DB54mpHQ1AFY/s400/Abomination2.jpg" style="border: 0px; cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIwVHc4LtpaBl6D6t6GbySLwYy-T1QouUIiP06d4BdWFYZSy3_CrYRpar30gtnaUgMMLCKIZSax9sK6EjznfgDUu9L-DP0bRIzU84RY9IVyDFGUqoBAdYR3y4tejnV9uF1LQ25BGFMF4c/s1600-h/Abomination12.jpg" style="background-color: #555544; color: #b47b10; font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; text-decoration: none;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152177456373581906" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIwVHc4LtpaBl6D6t6GbySLwYy-T1QouUIiP06d4BdWFYZSy3_CrYRpar30gtnaUgMMLCKIZSax9sK6EjznfgDUu9L-DP0bRIzU84RY9IVyDFGUqoBAdYR3y4tejnV9uF1LQ25BGFMF4c/s400/Abomination12.jpg" style="border: 0px; cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQiozGYtXRopUPMnfNE1beiPIRJC5ZxafQKKLEs0JIb_RclKt6nr6ApP-3eE1m27Cd_0V-34tQKwnHXtEG2KptPoaOptmh48w-fG7w_9s_7tgJsa0mhEqjSlFoxSIVKl0hWk1cLkvowEU/s1600-h/Abomination18.jpg" style="background-color: #555544; color: #b47b10; font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; text-decoration: none;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152177284574890050" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQiozGYtXRopUPMnfNE1beiPIRJC5ZxafQKKLEs0JIb_RclKt6nr6ApP-3eE1m27Cd_0V-34tQKwnHXtEG2KptPoaOptmh48w-fG7w_9s_7tgJsa0mhEqjSlFoxSIVKl0hWk1cLkvowEU/s400/Abomination18.jpg" style="border: 0px; cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><br />
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<span style="color: #999999; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i style="background-color: black;">It seems as if good old Mom has a cancerous tumor deep inside her lungs. While watching a money hungry preacher on television late one night, she harks up this solid tumor, which in turn, takes shape as an ancient demon. The <span style="font-weight: bold;">'phlem demon</span>'then resides inside the cupboards of the house where it eventually coherses young Cody to kill everyone in his path. Like most people who become brainwashed by cancerous tumor demons, Cody then brings back the body parts to the demon so he won't starve to death<br /><br />The demon keeps getting fatter and Cody keeps killing.<br /><br />There's buckets of blood in this one. There's a very gorey chainsaw decapitation scene and about thirty minutes of him waking up from the same nightmare...over and over and over and over...and over....and over.<br /><br />Just when you think you've seen it all, you ain't seen shit. This is one of those films whose title fits the bill perfectly. An'Abomination' is exactly what this little film is, but it's one of those good abominations. This is one of those rare must-see cases for the subject matter alone. It's not everyday you find yourself witnessing a deranged young man doing the evil bidding of his Mom's cancerous demon.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #999999;"><i style="background-color: black;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">This is one hard mutha to find. I was lucky enough to find a copy at a friend of mine who used to own a video store. Like mentioned above, this is a case where you should pick it up if you ever run across it.<br />If you want something serious, don't even bother - but - if you're in the mood for some silly over-the-top gore and bad acting, with a sideshow of southern evangelist shenanigans, watch this instead of the Trinity Broadcasting Network - You'll get more spirit</span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;">ual fulfillment.</span></i></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1809102762502066781.post-85515560691511797782012-08-14T16:19:00.005-07:002012-08-14T19:34:24.730-07:00I Drink Your Blood 1970 -aka- Phobia<span style="color: #999999; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"><span style="background-color: black;"><i>A band of Satanist hippies lead by Horace Bones roll into a town and begin terrorizing the local folk- raping a local girl after she sneaks in one of of their satanic rituals. Grandpa goes after the bunch of filthy hippies, but the hippies corner Grandpa, force feeding him a little LSD. His grandson doesn't take to highly by this and decides to get back at the hippies by feeding them meat pies infected with blood from a rabid dog. They turn into crazed lunatics and begin killing and/or infecting everything in their path.</i></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #999999; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"><span style="background-color: black;">Where to begin with this one. This is probably the most filthy - grimy drive-in flick I've ever had the pleasure (or displeasure) of watching. I don't hate the film. The whole scenario is something that's made in a cheese factory, but the 'nastiness' of the film as a whole makes one want to take a shower after watching.</span></span></i></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #999999;"><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Bashkar (who was incidentally paralyzed not too long after </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">I Drink Your Blood </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">was made. He has since passed away) plays the ludicrous </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Horace Bones</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> who's pretty much a man hell bent on power play using satanic rituals to brainwash his followers. They make their way into town and move into an abandoned house that's soon to be torn down anyway. The house is infested with rats and the group of hippies go from room to room impaling the rats on anything they can find, roasting them and eating them for a meal. Some nasty shit.</span></span></i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #999999; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"><span style="background-color: black;">The scene where Grandpa comes home fried on LSD and holds kitchen utensils against his forehead constituting a set of horns is quiet humerous, but quiet disturbing once you shower off the layer of cheese.</span></span></i></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #999999;"><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Also known as</span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> Phobia, I Drink Your Blood </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">had a pretty good run at the Drive-In back in the day and has since gained a small cult following. Is this film worth watching? Well, yes. If only once. The whole premise makes this one a strange pile of dirt. This will definitely leave a layer of filth on ya folks.</span></span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Ron Palillo: 1949-2012</span></i>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1809102762502066781.post-58140475466100733802012-08-13T19:57:00.000-07:002012-08-14T19:35:32.312-07:0080's Slasher essay coming up soon!~<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i>Going to do an essay on the golden years of the 80's slasher film. I'm not even going to touch the big studio slashers, but the more obscure titles like Just Before Dawn, Maniac, the Final Terror, Lunchmeat, etc. Gonna be good. Keep checking back for updates!~</i></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1809102762502066781.post-3953744118339781602012-08-10T02:52:00.003-07:002012-08-10T02:52:42.262-07:00Slasher quote of the month: Blood Rage 1987<img src="http://www.horrorremix.com/wp-content/images/blood_rage_1.jpg" />
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"That's not cranberry sauce."Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1809102762502066781.post-57398799337638585882012-08-08T19:57:00.002-07:002012-08-14T19:36:13.802-07:00I Feel Sorry For The Killer (part 1)<span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><i>Has there ever been a character with less than desirable attributes that you find yourself rooting for even though you know you shouldn't? I would imagine all us cinephiles at one time or another have cheered when Jason Vorhees slams a helpless nude female against a tree in a sleeping bag - or, when we get a sudden rush every time we see Michael's Myer's mask appear from the shadows. It's a beautiful thing. This post is also a multi- parter. I'll be talking about horror/slasher films in which there have been sympathetic villains, or characters who are clad-killers who have gained iconic status among the youth of the 80's.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Take for instance the killer from the late 80's slasher effort</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Offerings</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">. A young kid is ridiculed and tormented and eventually pushed down a well by neighborhood bullies. The kid eventually grows up and hunts down his tormentors and murders them in some unconventional ways. His only true friend was a little girl in which he sends body parts to her as some sort of thank you for her kindness to him as a child. Now, we shouldn't be feeling sorry for our little deformed murderer, but throughout the entire film, we really don't see the killer as a 'killer'. It's as if the vigilante in us steps out for a second and succumbs to the vengeful intentions that leads us to murder. I thought of going into some indepth-reviews, but I'm only going to cover the basics - the films from the top of my head that I can remember having a sympathetic streak, ever how subtle it might have been. Everything will be just one big old ramble, so deal with it. Seriously, just hang in there. You might find something interesting.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">There's two different types of film that deal with sympathetic villains. One form of the sympathetic villain is described in the cinema and literary world as the anti-hero.. This is basically the same thing as the 'sympathetic villain', the only difference being that the anti-hero is someone bad we shouldn't like, but for some reason we do. Off the top of my head, the Paul Kersey character (made famous by Charles Bronson from the </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Death Wish</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">franchise) comes to mind. We have a middle aged man whose family was murdered by a bunch of street thugs. Paul takes it upon himself as being some form of avenging angel and guns his way through street crooks like a hot knife through butter. Even tho Kersey's actions are as immoral as the thugs who killed his family, we feel a sense of sympathy for him, rooting him on as he pumps thousands of rounds into a bands of stupid-shaved-headed- dummies. The series gets more over-the-top as it goes</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">along. Rape is a huge theme in the D</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">eath Wish</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> series and is probably one of the more immoral acts a person could commit besides murder. In that 'avenging angel' mentality, we feel that the thugs are getting what they deserve.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">The true form of a sympathetic villain deals with someone who may have experienced some form of mental scarring, blurring their mind into thinking their murderous actions are right. He/She may be someone who was treated badly in the past and is looking for love or companionship. There may be a mother fixation in which the villain was molded by verbal and physical abuse from their mother, choosing victims who remind them of their mother. He may be someone who has a fixation with someone whom, in the stalkers mind, is their vision of love and happiness. (Refer to the previous sentence) Ezra Cobb (a character based off Wisconsin's butcher, Ed Gein) - from the 1972 Canadian horror, </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Deranged</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">loves his mommy so much that he decides to dig her up and bring her back home. He also likes to trap women inside his home while wearing a wig and his mother's old clothes - Not to mention hunt them down like wild game and gut them in his barn. Aside from this, knowing what grizzly things Ezra Cobb had done, his character is so sympathetic, we begin to like Ezra. We see him as that old likable (but strange) man down the road who rides a lawn mower down the highway. What makes us (knowing that Ezra was an insane cold-blooded killer) become attached to such a character?</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Some villains may play the blame game, blaming a certain group of people for a death of a loved one, or simply seek revenge for what someone did to them. They may reveal themselves in a climatic speech towards the final victim trying to condone their murderous actions. (Kevin - </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Graduation Day </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">1981) Maybe their peers in high school taunted and humiliated them. Ever remember seeing a scene in a slasher film where the killer maims an unlikable and annoying character? Just for an instant you find yourself rooting for the killer as he shoves the spoon of the victims nose. C'mon, you guys know you got a hard on when Jason picks up the spiteful blond in </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Friday the 13th The New Blood</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">) and throws her behind a television set.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">(</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Marty Rantzen</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">) being the victim of brutal humiliation by the bullies and 'cool kids' in school. (It's kind of funny because every person playing a high school student is over thirty if I'm a day over five) Marty is horribly disfigured during a prank gone awry when they give him a bad joint that leads to a chain of events involving school based chemicals. Let's just say that Marty is wearing a permanent Halloween mask for the rest of his life. He fakes a class reunion in which his tormentors are lead to the reunion like sheep to the slaughter. They are now gathered all in one place so Marty can take his aggression out on them. When the killing starts, it's really hard not to hear the words "He got what he deserved" ringing in the back of your mind. Even though Marty is now a raging murderous individual with a grotesque face, and even more grotesque intentions, one still feels a little bit of sympathy for him. After all, he was strung up naked in the locker room. Beaten and pushed around. The good old scripture verse 'an eye for an eye' springs about quickly..</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Another film that comes to mind in regards to a sympathetic character is the little made for television flick </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Hider in the House'</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">. It was release on the USA network back in the late 80's.</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Tom Sykes</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> was brutally abused as a child. He was beaten and bruised, verbaly abused and ultimately burned with cigarettes. When Tom became older, he couldn't take it anymore and burnt down the house along with his abusive parents. On down the road, Tom is now a grown man who is about to be released from a mental facility. Both Tom and his shrink are reluctant at the idea, but nonetheless, Tom Sykes is released. He scouts a beautiful neighborhood and captures somewhat of an opportunity. It's a newly built house in which the residents haven't moved in yet. Tom decides to secretly build a hidden room in the attic where he resides unbeknownst to the family. (This is another take on the 70's made for television film entitled </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Bad</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Ronald </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">- where a boy lives inside the walls unknown to the family living in the house)</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><i>Tom learns the family's routine, even being brave enough to sneak down stairs at night and roam around the house. As time goes on, he becomes more obsessed with the mans wife who lives there and eventually sets it up where the husbands wife winds up catching him in bed with another woman in a hotel room. The husband is kicked out by the wife and it's the perfect opportunity for Tom to maneuver himself into the family's life somehow. Tom's pretty good with the plans as he sets up another concoction which places him at the scene of a school yard fight between the wife's kid and a school yard bully. Tom ends up breaking them up and is invited inside the wife's home. She offers him some water and a little ceramic bowl as a gift, but that's about as far as it gets. The wife finally realizes that Tom is a little off his rocker when he tries to teach her child some very violent fighting techniques in which she didn't agree with. Tom strolled by a few more times, the last time being when he refused to take no for an answer and almost busted in the door trying to get back into the house.</i></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><i>Aside from Tom's mis happenings and downsides - his scheming - his voyeuristic lifestyle - He emmits something in the form of semi-pity that allows you to feel just enough sympathy for him to find him a little bit likable. Tom, at heart, is really nothing but a big teddy bear. It all stems from our opening credits and how we hear how badly Tom is treated. This gives us a form of understanding on why Tom may do the things he does. Sure, he had to end up killing the family dog, killing the wife's best friend, and an exterminator - but it was only because the fumes were smothering him to death and with no choice, had to come running out of his hidden room, exposing himself to the exterminator. (No, I don't mean EXPOSING himself) The other incident happens with the wife's best friend when Tom strolls downstairs thinking no one is home.He gets caught in a weird situation, the woman screams, and Tom ends up killing her by breaking her neck. This little incident was truly an accident, as Tom didn't want her to scream and give him away. Stepping aside from all of Tom Syke's personal , um, flaws, lies a big fluffy stuffed animal. All he wants is a normal life and an all American family. His mind, being feeble from years of abuse, could not distinguish fantasy from reality and it ended up costing lives, as well as his own. Aside from all this, it's still hard not to feel some minuscule amount of compassion for Tom.</i></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><i>There once was a college student named Kenny who was trying to join a fraternity. Doc and Moe were the two main men - Doc being the more sarcastic and hard hearted medical student, with pranks a'many He surely never cared who he hurt during these pranks. Moe - He's the more sensible guy who's mainly Doc's little puppet. He doesn't agree with half the things Doc does, but he's still loyal to him. Maybe even more loyal to him than his own girl friend Alana, played by 70's and 80's scream queen Jamie Lee Curtis. It's the big new years eve bash and . Doc has just so happened to have fixed up Kenny with Alana in which Kenny has the hots for already. Kenny's quite a little fellow and the whole idea was absurd to begin with.n It's all just a big joke. What Kenny doesn't know is that Doc has stolen a cadaver from the morgue and placed her decomposed dismembered body in a bed, which is supposed to be Alana waiting for him. When Kenny undresses and winds up seeing that it's a dead body, he loses it. He wraps himself in a satin Curtain and screams to his hearts content until we hit the slow mo and the distorted sound of Kenny's demonic voice as he screams in hysteria. We 'still' the shot and cut to five years later where the old Sorority co-eds are celebrating their last rounds of pre-med before heading off into different directions. Moe and doc plan a little three-four hour trip on a luxurious train filled with booze, party supplies, a cool magician and all the co-eds you can shake a stick at. It just so happens that someone is on board, changing costume disguises and using them to lure his victims to their death. Is it Kenny extracting revenge for the pain and humiliation the gang caused him five years ago?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Of course it is. Do we feel soory for Kenny? Do we try and fathom the reasons as to why he would decapitate someone over a prank? I guess it's somewhat of an open ended question and maybe it's meant to be. I certainly felt as if Doc (even tho I somehow enjoyed his character) deserved some harsh treatment, but did he deserve a horrible death? Maybe in Kenny;s mind, Doc caused him a mental death, therefore, retaliating in his physical death. Who knows? Nevertheless, there's a hint of soft hardheartedness to be felt for Kenny, if only for a split second. </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Terror Train,</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> is a production from our wonderful slasher brothers in Canada and delivers loads of wonderful cinematography, good suspense, and wonderful gloom and doom atmosphere. It's a great revenge slasher flick that should be seen by all cult film fans.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><i>As I end this post, just think about the horror films you've watched and try and remember if there ever was a time in which you rooted for the killer/villain. I bet there's more instances than you originally thought. PART 2, shortly!</i></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1809102762502066781.post-51870567593048064232012-08-08T16:56:00.002-07:002012-08-14T19:37:06.895-07:00The Special Occasion Slasher<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">How many slasher films can we really think of that don't involve some kind of special occasion being completely ruined? Valentines Day was destroyed by that whacky Canadian, Harry Warden. Final Exams have been distorted from the taking of a simple test to the murdering and maiming of college co-eds by a van driving, army coat wearing, mad-man. Oh yeah, he carries a butchers knife. Graduation Day has been forever cast in the never ending worm hole of special occasion slashers. The good old birthday has been mired and trodden under foot by the mighty 80's money makers. Halloween was destroyed by a knife welding psycho wearing a bleached out William Shatner mask. Christmas was turned from a holiday of good tidings and joy, to a day of bloody missle toes and harrassing phone calls. The summer camp turned from a place where kids could feel safe, to a place where they could be considered prey by a machete carrying freak. Even the personal dreams of an individual were not safe. A man named Freddy Kruger could now pervade our dreams and turn them from a peaceful unconscious emmission of the garbage of every day life, to a struggle of wits and survival which usually ended in an exaggerated death for the person dreaming. The night when most teenagers just wind up drunk and pregnant was turned from just that, to a day that would be labeled by a greaser punk named Lou, and a boggin wearing hatchet-man stalking the school corridors on Prom Night. Nothing was safe. Not even the confines of a train amongst all your friends. At a party no less. A killer could now follow you on a train during a New Year's Eve party and kill all your friends one by one. Hollywood simply left no stone unturned. Can you really blame them? They moved on from one special occasion to the next, hoping to cash in on the flavor of the day. They'd wear us out with one gimmick and simply move on to the other. It was a game of 'who can outlast who'. As long as they made films like that, there would surely be an audience for it. In Hollywood numbers, that particular audience could result in the shutting down of a franchise, nevertheless, the special occasion slasher never went 'viewerless'. The slasher film helped turn memorable and traditional events into horror. The telephone (as I mention in my psychological phone murder posts) was among the first 'good timey' things to become exploited. Soon after, a simple Sunday afternoon drive became a nightmare. The special occasion slasher had been right in front of the producer's face all along, but they were either afraid to touch it, or just didn't think it would stick. The off-kilter date of</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> Friday the 13th</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> - a random time throughout a year or two in which the 13th of the month falls on a Friday. It's supposed to mean bad luck and the 1980 special occasion slasher mixed the camp setting and the ominous date to turn Friday the 13th post 1980 into a double ominous day. Something was gonna happen and that was all there was to it. I CAN remember going to the beach with my mother and her friend as a kid on Friday the 13th. Someone stole her purse (which had her keys in it) and we ended up having to walk five miles to have a spare made. I guess we dodged Jason on the freeway somewhere.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">When you really think about cinema versus real life, there's not much difference. There may be a little exageration on the celluloid end, but there's something tangable in both realms. The slasher film was so successful because it turned the simple things in life - an outing with the family - one's birthday - one's graduation day ' Valentine's Day etc - into a day of dread and anxiety, not a day of good times and relaxation as it should have been. The comfort zone that previously came with these occasions was shattered. All the warm and fuzzy feelings had been driven away and exploited by the big hammering fists of Hollywood. The family aspect was sometimes used in the special occasion slasher, but not nearly as much as camping pals, or frat brothers and sorority sisters. Maybe one day, we'll have a slasher film that can exploit every single holiday in one film.</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> Friday the Black Christmas After Halloween</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> - Yeah, that sounds about right.</span></i></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1809102762502066781.post-50260107636087205712012-08-08T14:39:00.003-07:002012-08-14T19:37:57.698-07:00The House By The Cemetery 1981<span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 17px;"> A family moves into a new house in the country where strange things happen and people get murdered.</span>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 17px;">The opening scene opens up like a typical American slasher film. A boy and girl just get done having sex when they're brutally murdered. The girl actually gets a large butchers knife through the back of her skull and out of her mouth. It soon turns from familiar slasher territory and launches itself half-speed into a full fledged Gothic-like drama with some good kill scenes thrown it. HBTC is more than just a souped up drama with a good slice of Americana thrown in tho, it's a very good film as a whole and proves Fulci-despiser's wrong when they say he's a hack.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 17px;">I'd certainly recommend this film to all horror fans. Slasher/Giallo fans will also find something redeeming in HBTC. Fulci gives us a little class along with sporadic gore, but limits himself- keeping in frame with just hammering out a good damn film.</span></i></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1809102762502066781.post-30083399232946645402012-08-08T14:34:00.003-07:002012-08-14T19:42:57.445-07:00Cannibal Ferox 1981 -aka- Make Them Die Slowly<span style="background-color: #999999;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"><br /></span></span>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">To start it off right, this film is one of the most vile and utter pieces of Italian trash to ever climb from the cesspool of Italian cinema. The</span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">cannibal genre</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> is a mixed array of cinematic happenings that deal with a variety of different 'types' of cannibals - </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Cannibal Ferox</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> just so happens to deal with the 'jungle cannibal'.</span></i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="color: #999999;"><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">For instance, there's your back-woods cannibal types that are depicted in such films as </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Cannibal</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> C</span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">ampout, Lunch Meat, </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">and </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">The Texas Chainsaw Massacre.</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> There's your 'Brings back strange disease from the war' cannibals as depicted in </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Cannibal Apocalypse</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> - Another Italian sleazefest made by the Italians and co-starring </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Cannibal Ferox</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"></span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">star Giovanni Lombardo Radice and John Saxxon of all people. There's your</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> Hannibal Lecter types - </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Th</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">is type of cannibal is usually based on evidence from real police files. An usually articulate man with supreme taste, and an appetite for the grand. There's also your homosexual cannibals such as </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Jeffrey Dahmer - </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">who ingests human flesh because they're lonely. I see no correlation between this well formed depravity and loneliness, but I'm sure there's some Freudian pseudo explanation that says there is.</span><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Now, we refer back to the most popular form of 'the cannibal' - Your primitive </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">jungle dwelling cannibal</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> . Throughout the seventies and early 80's, there were two main players in the </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Jungle'</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> cannibal genre that pretty much opened up a whole new can of worms, but also closed the lid some years later.</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Umberto Lenzi and Ruggero Deodato</span></span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> - Those two names should be synonymous with</span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> extreme violence</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">, </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">cinematic rapes, latex gut munching, but most sadistically, </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">live animals being killed for 'shock value'</span>.</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Both men claim that they never filmed any killing of live animals - and that the producers shot those scenes after their job as director was finished.Whatever the case may be, the slaughtering (or set-up of the harm or killing) of live animals for the purpose of shocking someone in a film is going too far if you ask me.</span><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Cannibal Holocaust</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> is probably most notorious in regards to scenes of torture and cinematic violence. But a lot of people disagree, saying they were most disturbed by </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Cannibal Ferox</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">.</span><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Ferox starts off in that typical Italian fashion. We have an Anthropology student who denies the fact that cannibalism ever existed. She's convinced that mad tales of flesh eating are just that - mad babbling folklore created by the civilized man to give the jungle a stark legacy.</span><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Our story revolves around three NY college students who set out to the jungles of Columbia to disprove any talk of cannibalism or the practices thereof. Gloria (played by </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Lorainne De Salle</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> of </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">House on the Edge of the Park</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">), Rudy, Gloria's brother (played by Brian Redford), and Patricia (</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Zera Kerowa</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> of </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">New York Ripper</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> fame) get everything set and enters the outskirts of the jungle via off-road vehicle. Right away, things get off on the wrong foot as the jeep gets stuck and they're forced to foot their way through the wilds of Rio.</span><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">A few minutes later, the crew run into two small time New York drug dealers who just so happen to be lofting around the jungle floor when they're attacked by natives. Mike Logan (</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Giova</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">nni</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Lombardo Radice</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> -</span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">House on the Edge of the Park, Cannibal Apocalypse, The Gates</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">of Hell, The Church</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">) and his injured friend Joe, run into the crew and ask them for help.</span><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Of course, the crew obliges. Little by little they learn of Mike's lust for cocaine and that there's more to he and Joe that meets the eye. It's soon learned why Mike and Joe are running from the natives. It seems as if Mike has a knack for violence - especially when fueled up on cocaine. The rape and murder of a native Indio girl by white outsiders doesn't go over to well with the villagers and it's a race through the jungle to find a way out. Not only this, but Mike is also responsible for torturing a Portuguese tribesman to death in search of emeralds. Mike's quiet the nice guy isn't he?</span><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">What follows are scenes of gratuitous violence accompanied by a sense of sexual depravity and drug induced paranoia. One by one, the crew are dispatched in some god-awful ways. To be honest, the gore sequences in the film aren't harsher than most gore films of its ilk. Where </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Cannibal Ferox</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> steps foot into depravity (besides the torture and hinted rape) is the set up of actual on-screen animal killings which range from a gutted crocodile and turtle, to the feeding of a bound anteater to a very large python. If this isn't enough, we have a live pig which is gutted in bloody fashion by the cinematic hands of Mike Logan. As stated by Giovanni Lombardo Radice, a stagehand was given the job to actually slaughter the animal. He also states that during this scene, he tries to avenge the poor pig by pressing hard on a ceramic bowl that was to catch the blood - nearly severing the stagehand's wrist.</span><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Cannibal Ferox</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> is labeled one of the nastiest films of all time - and rightly so. An on-screen castration- Hooks through a woman's breasts - Hand severing - Decapitations - The rape and murder of innocent villagers - This film shouldn't be watched by anyone who is offended by such atrocious on-screen events. By this, I mean people who actually, eat, sleep and breathe.</span><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">It seems as the Italian cannibal genre grew older, the demonic imagination of filmmakers involved in the genre escalated to monstrous heights. Earlier films like Umbero Lenzi's</span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> Eaten</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Alive! (which uses the same music for Cannibal Ferox)</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> also depicts scenes of animal cruelty and gang rapes, but the film as a whole isn't nearly as brutal as </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Cannibal Ferox</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">. </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Jungle Holocaust</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">, an earlier cannibal entry by Rugerro Deodato, is actually more of an adventure film than just a bunch of shock sequences strewn together. Personally, the adventure theme should have been the main attraction to these types of films. The jungle setting makes way for some good action sequences.</span><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Going back to the topic of discussion, Giovanni Lombardo Radice stated to me in an interview that he regretted ever starring in</span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Cannibal Ferox</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">. He says that it has haunted him for twenty-five years. Being remembered as Mike Logan is a huge disappointment for Giovanni. To tell you the truth, I can't blame the guy for feeling this way. But, didn't he read the script beforehand?</span><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">To sum it up, </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Cannibal Ferox</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> is a film that should be viewed at least once just to see that everything you've heard has been true. Very few films live up to their legend status, but this is one of those exceptions. I have no idea how anyone could possibly enjoy the movie. To tell you the truth, I think that anyone who even considers such a film 'fun entertainment' should be checked for mental incapabilities.</span><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">*This film boasts at being banned in 31 countries - not only on the movies cover, but also in the Guinness Book of World Records. I think Umberto Lenzi should be banned and maimed - and gutted like the animals in his films. I have no idea what the international rules were/are for the killing of animals for the sake of entertainment, but I'm sure there was hot water to follow. It's hard to imagine such a film being made today. PETA would have a field day.</span></span></i></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1809102762502066781.post-28951315768702042782012-08-08T14:24:00.003-07:002012-08-08T14:24:59.529-07:00New Interview addedA new interview added to the 'Interviews' section with actor Tom Bongiorno from the obscure 1984 snowbound slasher, Satan's Blade.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1809102762502066781.post-82217144867791252552012-08-08T14:20:00.002-07:002012-08-08T14:20:50.775-07:00Paul Partain (Franklin TCM'74) A few pictures at one of the few conventions he attended right before his untimely death in 2005.<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaLWW4bqL4SkPcFfbuiWR-c__qwr5Ck0H6z645pq-ctDYu83pL8vxW84ko3GRLF1ayPC5H8zA223Hty9y-ni22IZTX575m3XDquDqHnb1ftbQp7NYMO40MvfBekrLuWvanjSwGCMhgCQ8z/s400/partain.jpg" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCPZ7iO75EXG4IJJOCwCLBWQJW2qeVvS04vTjJkC5qkDBq-stbzGkX8RP-z3Za5T1LNedf4do3_-7OjcknNCc2q_IAnH1nm2S0SMxtB0_Z5XbLp-KbVTfc3k6guA3jU_KTzn5YqO8lstzH/s400/partain2.jpg" />'Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1809102762502066781.post-73574437912253768982012-08-02T15:08:00.003-07:002012-08-14T19:39:26.509-07:00My Bloody Valentine 1981<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">TJ </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">has since went out west and made his return upon really falling on his ass out there. He made so many mistakes and he wants </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Sarah</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> back.</span><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">There's a slight problem because </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Sarah</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> is now going out with TJ's best friend</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> Axel</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">. He explains to </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">TJ</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> that he went away - He didn't know where he was or when the hell he was coming back. TJ's reaction is that </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Axel</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> is starting to sound like his old man and a nightly gathering at the junkyard almost turns into a scuffle.</span></i></span></span><br />
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The reason there hasn't been a dance for so long is because twenty years ago, a man named </span></span><span style="color: #999999;"><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Harry</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Warden</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> went on a killing spree - murdering everyone responsible for leaving him and five other miners in the bowels of the mine without checking the methane level. The mine blew and here's </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Harry</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> left all fucked up and eating the leg of one of his co-workers after being trapped underground for six weeks. All this just so happened on Valentine's Day and it was vowed by </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Harry</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> that the same thing would happen if there was EVER another Valentine's Day dance.</span><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Of course, the town sheriff still remembers the big mess twenty years ago and is still a little shell shocked in the pre-wake of the Valentine's dance. There's a local bartender who expels the legend of </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Harry Warden</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> from his parched lips while the mining buddy cast play silly games with knives and make farting noises in light of all the bartender's serious hubbub.</span><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">There's a mood crasher when TJ's father gets a heart shaped box with a human heart in it. Without question the sheriff cancels the dance. The incident is kept quiet, but it's not long before Mabel (the dance organizer) is killed by a coal miner equipped with blue cover-alls, breathing apparatus and large pick ax. (Sort of reminiscent of </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Joe Zito's</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">The Prowler</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">)</span><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">The sheriff covers up Mabel's death [as well] after she's found stuffed in a running dryer at her laundry mat, burned to a crisp. The young cast of colorful characters are told Mabel died of a heart attack and become all sad at the cancellation of the dance, but TJ has a plan - He'll move the party to his father's mine! They'll have the party inside the rec-room! Of course, we all know at this point that </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Harry </span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">or someone will crash the party.</span><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">What comes next is some very good stalk 'n' slash sequences that for the most part take place inside a very atmospheric and gritty underground mine. The mine makes way for some really good scares and is a perfect place for a pick ax welding miner to hide in the nooks and cranny's thereof.</span><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><br style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;" /><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">The tension between </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">TJ</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> and his 'best friend' </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Axel</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> is halted for a bit when it's learned that someone has been killing off members of the party up top and underground. They both realize that </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Sarah</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> and some others are trapped in the mine and that they better get there before</span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18.899999618530273px;">Harry</span><span style="line-height: 18.899999618530273px;"> does.</span></span></span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><strong>Relative Fear</strong> should have been more than it is.(Those whacky Canadians) The potential for this film was there, but I don't think there was enough time for director George Mihalka (<strong>My</strong> <strong>Bloody Valentine</strong>) to do what he needed to do. Either that, or it was edited to shreds.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i>The twist ending really hits you hard and your left with that wtf? feeling. A relatively good movie that could and should have been more. The only reason I picked it up in the first place was because it was a buck, secondly, it was directed by the same director who did my favorite slasher flick of all time.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">As the murder mounts and the high-pitched staccato of slaying continues</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">, the remaining students realize their up against a killer who'll eventually kill them with a spoon or something. The dark halls of the dorm now hide the killers identity. Once the object of nostalgic affection, Morgan Meadows Hall has been hideously transformed into the most suffocating nightmare imaginable. Well, not to unimaginable. Is that a paradox? Right off the bat, bad news prevails as I this little 'hider-in-the-cranny' is directed by two people. Jeffrey Obrow and Stephen Carpenter are the biggest attention cravers on the face of the earth. Everything was evidently construed from the wonderful and articulate minds of these two people as their names are all over the back of the box, as well as the opening and closing credits. By God they wanted us to know they were a part of this film and was going to make damn sure we knew it.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"><i>A couple days down the road, Joanne is out back at the dump checking on 'inventory items' and meets up with a 'junkster' named Bobby Lee Tremble. He takes a liking to Joanne and talks her into taking a check for his junk purchases. Somehow, Bobby Lee acquires Joannes dorm number and gives her a call late one night. He wants the two of them to get together for a beer, but she turns him down. He and his hard dick decide to take a drive. If this isn't enough, we have a homeless balding, fuzzy-headed freak running around using the dormitory as shelter. After a few encounters with 'Hemmitt the Hermit', weird things start to happen. A buffet table gets smashed - Food gets stolen - The lights go out - The phone lines get cut - Is HE responsible? We do have SOME decent acting, even though the lead, Laura Lapinski, looks like a piece of cardboard taped to a stick that a puppeteer from the rafters was controlling. We also have some good slasher action going on in the form of drills, Groen pressure cookers, cars, baseball bats wrapped in barbed wire, the good old-fashioned butchers knife and even an incinerator. There's also a very good score that adds a little bit of eeriness to the film that it normally wouldn't have had. There's a couple good point of view shots, but nothing to write home about.</i></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1809102762502066781.post-51930087905980404252012-07-27T10:09:00.003-07:002012-08-14T19:46:52.528-07:00Graduation Day 1981 (silly slasher motives part 1)<span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> </span><img src="http://www.dvddrive-in.com/images/e-h/graduationday2.jpg" /><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> </span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Boo Hoo Hoo! 'The coach pushed sweetheart too hard during the big track meet and was solely responsible for the heart attack that lead to her sudden death. She fell limp right on the track, but the coach was just screaming at her to run faster just a second before her death. The only logical thing to do is don a fencing outfit and kill the whole track team, the coach, or whoever else steps in my way.. All his yelling at her by the coach.... all his screaming...she just couldn't catch a break...and now, look at her. She's dead. My trusty stopwatch will keep the correct time as I hold it in one hand and kill with the other. I'll set up some good murder scenes so the audience won't get too bored in between all the bullshit. I'll replace the mat under the pole vaulter with sharp spikes. I'll tweak a football, placing a sharp steel rod on one end, and throw it at my victim in a glorious Dan Marino-like pass, piercing the receiver's poor chest. He should keep his eye on the ball, that's for sure.'</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Graduation Day</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">. What to make of it? To be totally honest, it's not one of my favorites, but I do like it a little better with each viewing. During the skating rink scene, the band (</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Felony</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">) seem to play the same song for at least five or six minutes. The lead singer's voice got more irritating than Ozzy Osbourne's after listening to his vocals for hours at a time, but only </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Felony</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> can make you feel this way after five minutes. That's a feat all in itself. I can usually give any song the benefit of a doubt, but I doubt Felony will care either way.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">While an all out revenge slasher in the same ball park as </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">The Dorm That Dripped Blood</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">, </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Friday the 13th</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">, </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Blood Hook</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">, and </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Class Reunion Massacre</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">, </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Graduation Day</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> can incidentally fall into the 'desperation murder' scenario as well. Kevin is one distraught mofo. In his demented mind, everyone had to die. Someone had to be punished for the death of his high school sweetheart. It's made clear that they were even going to become married after the graduation. Since everyone was going unpunished, Kevin brought it upon himself to play judge, jury, and executioner. I'd say he did a pretty good job of it. Nevertheless, this little revenge slasher flick has a lot of fans, but I'm just not in that category. The motive wasn't a legitimate reason to murder six or eight people when you think about it. Sure, the coach pushed the kids a little too hard. He certainly didn't anticipate his star runner keeling over from a heart attack during her senior year in high school. What coach doesn't push his players to the limit?</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Graduation Day</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> is basically a haven for showing off creative death sequences. There's certainly a few odd-ball death's, but it's nothing that hasn't been outdone by other low-budget horror films.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Kevin: He's an odd duck.He's a teenager who resembles a forty year old street bum-alcoholic - Kevin Badger, the cause for so many creative kills and much murderous mayhem, but was it worth it just because your girlfriend had a heart attack? So, this is your </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">silly motive #1.</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">: </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #336666; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Boyfriend kills the whole track team (including the coach) because his girlfriend had a heart attack.</span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1809102762502066781.post-2405920509041225032012-07-24T02:16:00.002-07:002012-08-14T20:10:59.026-07:00Psychological Phone Murder (multi-parter)<img src="http://bullybloggers.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/dfp_500telephone.jpg" />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Ring, Ring!' The girl cringes with a grim look of uneasiness as she turns, the close-up of the ringing telephone giving off an ominous vibe as if it were alive. Or worse, she picks up the receiver only to realize that the killer has severed the phone lines.The telephone has played a pivotal role in the formulaic structure of the modern day slasher movie and has helped create its own sub-genre that I like to call 'Psychological Phone Murder'. It's not a very elegant title, but it fits nicely when you think that some of the best slasher films to date somehow revolve around the telephone.</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Theodore Gershuny's 1974 Canadian sleeper </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Silent Night Bloody Night</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> deals with an escaped mental patient who travels back to his old abode and uses his telephone to lure unsuspecting victims to the house so he can kill them. </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Silent Night Bloody Night</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> uses some very dark themes, which are etched forever on a very bad print which somehow elevates the mood of the story. The old grainy and washed out look in a lot of cases can boost the atmosphere of the film, somehow adding an extra layer of tension that otherwise wouldn't have been present on a pristine copy. </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">SNBN </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">is probably one of the most depressing films I have ever seen. In this case, it's supposed to be. There's a great deal of hopelessness that emits from the screen and almost sucks the viewer in. This little film has never gotten the credit it deserves. Surprisingly, the majority of its fans also prefer the grain as opposed to an actual good copy of the film. As for the telephone laden killer: He's one creepy fuck. He uses a very subtle voice, almost humble in his tone, but underneath, you can almost hear the sudden burst of madness just ready to be unleashed upon his victims. </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Silent Night Bloody Night</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">was actually filmed in 1972, but not released until the same year as one of the most predominant telephone laden slashers. It's safe to say (but rarely acknowledged that </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Silent Night Bloody Night</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> did the phone call trick a few years before Bob Clark's Canadian classic.)</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">The most revered of all 'Psychological Phone Murder' slashers (especially by old school fans) was also released in 1974. As I mentioned </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">SNBN</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">was released a few years before </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Black Christmas,</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> sitting on the sidelines before someone picked it up. Bob Clark's </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Black Christmas</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">simply exploited the telephone for everything it was worth which added an extra bit of oomph to the film, but was not experienced by too many people because of its short time at the box office. </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Black Christmas </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">is probably more popular today then it was 35 years ago.</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Black Christmas</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> revolves around a sorority house during the holiday season that's being bombarded with obscene phone calls where the girls have finally traded their annoyance in for fear. The killer calls randomly, speaking in distorted and grotesque voices while using perverted language as the girls listen in shock. One of the girls swears it couldn't be just one man since the voices were so altered. The caller is truly scary. Some of the things he says and the demonic way he says them will really make your skin crawl. The phone calls persist throughout the film becoming more disturbing and more revealing as the running time goes on. The backstory involves Jessica - a stern independent college co-ed who ends up pregnant and wants an abortion. Her boyfriend Peter is dead set against it and begins to behave very strangely. At some point in the film, we get the inkling that the phone calls could be coming from non-other than Peter himself. The police finally get involved in the case, trying in vain many times to trace the phone calls. Finally, the telephone company gets a line on the trace and one of the biggest twists in horror cinema history was born. To me, the creepiest thing about the film is not knowing that someone had been in the house the whole time, but at the very end, when Jessica is in bed from shock and exhaustion, and the police are finishing up their case work, over the opening credits and a back-away shot from the sorority house, the telephone rings again. It rings against a silent track, barely audible, but ever so disturbing. Was the killer actually dead? That question was never answered and it makes </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Black Christmas </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">one of the creepiest flicks of all time.</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"><br /><br />Hang in there! Part two is coming up shortly!</span></i></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1809102762502066781.post-84436085634295292442012-07-24T02:05:00.001-07:002012-08-14T20:12:40.235-07:00Don't Go Down To The Woods Today....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">As is probably known to anyone who knows my cinematic tastes, they know full well that the snowbound and back woods slasher film are my personal favorite sub-genres. What I've come to realize is that most backwoods slashers are basically the same: You have the same basic structure - the formulaic teens in the woods trying to overcome a night of terror as some unknown (usually deformed when it comes to backwoods slashers) maniac slashes his way through friends a'many. There's basically two types of woods goers in the modern day slasher film. There's your true outdoors-men ala the characters from the 1983 second tier slasher </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">The Final Terror</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> - The whole crew basically makes a living from working in the woods. It's not necessarily clear what their job duties entail, but it's obvious that most of the crew are right at home in the woods. There's also your campers from 1981's</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Just Before Dawn</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> that deal with an excited group of mountain hikers and rock climbers who enjoy nothing more than flaunting through nature on a natural high.There's definitely a buzz kill when a large grizzly man cuts through our happy woods goers like a hot knife through warm butter.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">On the other hand, you have your naive, sometimes reluctant venture's into the woods who had obviously rather be somewhere else. The character Alfred from 1981's </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">The Burning</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> comes to mind. Here's a kid ( a strange kid at that) who can't swim, sucks at outdoors type functions and simply dislikes his woody surroundings. Gail from 1984's Mutual of Omaha production </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">The Prey</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">, also rings a bell. Although all of her friends are quite comfortable in the woods, she must be afraid there's going to be a horny chipmunk who's going to see her in her 'caked-on-rouge glory' in the dead of night... Your basic city dweller who's very un-at-home in the woods, especially at night. There's usually at least one prissy type along for the camping trip.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Another formula involved in the early 80's backwoods slasher is the motive. When I say motive I've learned that the motive can be a number of things, so I use the term loosely. The deformed killer simply may not have any morals that could or would detour him from committing murderous and depraved acts. Maybe he/she grew up in the woods all alone and was forced to live off the land without parental supervision. This can be classified under 'desperation murder'. Most backwoods slasher films deal with 'desperation murder', which on it's own, is almost another whole sub-genre. A series of 'desperation murders' can be seen in 1982's,</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Humongous</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> - A groub of Scooby Doo-esque youths get trapped on an island with a deformed hulk who's incidentally starving. The killer is in desperate need of food and the youths are easy access. One thing I've learned involving the backwoods slasher flick is that the killers are non-discriminatory when it comes to meat.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Maybe the killer(s) fear their way of life may become influenced by outsiders as is made evident by Pa in 1987's Canadian backwoods crazy-family-in-the-woods flick </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">American Gothic</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">. A strange religious family lives on an island without modern amenities. No running water. No electricity. They feel as if modern day technology would only contaminate their family which consists of Ma and Pa and their forty year old 'children' - and anyone threatening their way of life - or who simply do not agree with their lifestyle - are fair game in the murder realm. This could also be classified under 'desperation murder' as in the killer(s) feel they have to eliminate a threat. This can also be seen in 1981's </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">The Final Terror</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">. A deranged mental facility escapee is living in the woods and has adapted quite well to her woodsy surroundings. Her son sees after her and keeps hid the fact that his mother is a deranged psycho who'll kill anyone who threatens her exposure. The pair do everything they can to detour people away from Mill Creek where the son's mother makes her home. The murders committed by the deranged mother is also a 'desperation murder' scenario.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">The motive can be way out there, I'm telling ya! In 1984's obscurity entitled </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Satan's Blade</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> we start off with a bank robbery gone awry when greed steps in the way. Not only this, but the end motive is quite simple, yet effective considering how low budget the film was. Anyone who finds a possessed knife becomes possessed themselves by the supposed fictitious mountain man who roams the hills in search of a victim. This snowbound backwoods slasher was shot in 1980 in Big Bear, California during Winter. The snowy landscape adds a load of atmosphere that coincides with the score to rank it from pure and utter trash, to watchable trash. There's the possession motive that's not used very much in the backwoods slasher department (although used a little in other sub-genre slasher) unless you consider the very obscure </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Ghost Dance </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">from 1980- a very obscure title that deals with Indian possession - or - </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Killer Party</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> and the aforementioned</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Satan's Blade</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">. You could maybe throw </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">The Forest</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> from 1982 in the trash heap as well.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Of course, we all know Mama Vorhees' motive in the original</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Friday the 13th</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">. She's a psycho-depressed schizo who takes her vengeance against teenagers who she subconsciously blames for her son (Jason's) death. One group of teenagers were making love while that young boy drowned and now, every teenager making their way to Camp Crystal Lake either don't make it there, or the ones who are already there never leave alive. As mentioned earlier in the post, a majority of backwoods slasher flicks consists of a crazy family in the woods - sometimes cannibals - sometimes just immorally sadistic.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: black; color: #336666; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">In the near future, I'll post my theory on how the little film<span style="font-weight: bold;">Deliverance </span>is the forefather of the backwoods slasher movie. I'll refer to what could very well be one of the absolute first 'formulaic' backwoods slasher flicks</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">.</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #336666; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"> The title is <span style="font-weight: bold;">Blood Stalkers</span>from 1978</span><span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">. </span><span style="background-color: black; color: #336666; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">I'll also be discussing the snowbound slasher flick and how it relates the world of horror cinema. Stay tuned and keep the dorm clean!</span></i></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1809102762502066781.post-74459373752104699082012-07-23T23:13:00.003-07:002012-08-14T20:13:44.165-07:00Humongous 1982<span style="background-color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="color: #999999; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">HUMONGOUS </span><span style="color: #999999; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">starts out during a party in 1946 where a woman is raped by a drunk sex freak who intends to show his victim ''what she's been missing''. One of her male counterparts opens the kennel and her German Shepherd's come to the rescue, tearing the guy to shreds. Sure, he deserved it.</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #999999; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><br style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">We skip down the road about thirty odd years while Sandy, Eric (David Wallace), Nick (Nick Wild), Carla, and Joy are at the end of their week-end getaway at their father's lake front home. They finish cleaning everything up and enter their father's yacht for the ride back.</span><br style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><br style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">As nightfall sets in, the fog rolls and makes way for some hard navigating. They soon see a shot from a flare gun and try and navigate the large boat towards the distress signal. To make a long story short, they hit some rocks after Big brother and Little prick brother fight over who has the bigger dick and Ka-Boom! The boat blows to pieces sending the passengers on board flying off into the water.</span><br style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><br style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Everyone is accounted for except for Carla, but she's found the next day hiding in a boat. In the mean time, some giant bohemeth lurks the island and is quiet hungry. It seems as if his only source of survival (His mother) has died and the little problem of starvation comes into play. The sound of dogs once echoed throughout the island, but now every thing's dead quiet. Did he get hungry?</span><br style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><br style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Humongous. Humongous. </span><span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">What to make of you. </span><span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Paul Lynch</span><span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"> (</span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Prom Night</span><span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">) seems to have forgotten the fact that night scenes need SOME lighting. The night scenes are so dark that it's damn near impossible to tell what's going on. This is a big hindrance to what otherwise could have been a good viewing experience. Don't get me wrong,</span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">HUMONGOUS</span><span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"> isn't THAT bad, but it's not that damn good either.</span><br style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><br style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">There are a few decent stalk and slash sequences and when punk-ass baby brother Nick gets his, it'll make you jump. It's hard to believe the makers of </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Friday the 13th part 2</span><span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"> didn't sue Lynch for his downright copied and pasted ending that involves our stalked final girl turning her back and pretending to be the killer's mother. She sweet talks him a bit and the rest is the equivalent of taking a shit in a dry toilet. You know you gotta, but you don't wanna.</span><br style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><br style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">There's not much to write home about. This venture just proves tho show that Paul Lynch couldn't make a good slasher movie if it bit him in the ass and sang the theme song to</span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"> My Bloody</span><span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Valentine </span><span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">to him. I know there's some die hard </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Prom Night</span><span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"> fans reading this, and I seriously don't mean any disrespect, but true is true. It's not that good. Neither is </span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Humongous.</span><br style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><br style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Those damn Canadians are too confusing. If you're in the mood for a violent version of Scooby Doo that's too hard to see, then pick up</span><span style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">HUMONGOUS.</span></i></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1809102762502066781.post-64997181727906996312012-07-21T12:49:00.000-07:002012-08-14T20:14:17.893-07:00The Prowler -aka- Rosemary's Killer<br />
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<span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; color: #cccccc; line-height: 18px;"><i>All this sounds fairly good. And it is, but, it all happens within the first twenty minutes. The remainder of the movie features our two main leads (one who just so happens to be named 'Rosemary'. hmmmm) plod around the area turning up clues as to who stalking the place. It really never elevates itself throughout the whole running time. It's kind of like a pair of pants that come half way down on your ass....you keep pulling them up, but they fall right back down, until eventually, they're around your ankles and everyone sees those zits on your ass. 'The Prowler' is what it is...one big zit that wants to pop, but there's just not enough pus in the corral to create the pressure.</i></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i>Satan's Blade is one of those rare slasher films from the 80's stockpile that somehow has survived for nearly thirty years on old dusty video shelves, basements and attic alike. It's staying power leads me to believe that the possessed knife that once belonged to 'The Mountain Man' in the film had somehow seeped through the celluloid and invaded my body.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i>What we have here is an attempt that is a surprise. I remember renting this title at a ma and pa video store in the next town on a whim from a review on the slasher film site Hysteria-Lives. What I got was a very depressing film with no hope for any of the characters. This is hammered in stoned by a very creepy and moody synth/piano score that was redundant, but atmospheric alongside the snowy landscape.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i>A bank robbery goes bad. Two bank tellers are killed and a double cross gets deadly. We end up at a wintry lodge where the owners tell of the legend of 'The Mountain Man' - A man who was pushed further on the mountain due to progress. He went insane and the rest is pretty much slasher history. Anyone who befalls the knife becomes possessed and kills in cold blood. Oh yeah, the renters are a bunch of young horny ladies and they are not at all weary about staying in a cabin where two people were murdered the night before. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i> Two couples rent the one next door and what we have is a brutal killer in a snowy wonderland wrapped up in about as much atmosphere as you can take. Sad. Somber. Depressive. Downbeat. But it all works here because it's a true blue slasher film with bad acting, bad camera work and everything else that goes alongside filmmaking that screams for help while very few people listen.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i>The murder scenes don't cut away after a brutal kill as in some other 'more famous' slasher films. The victims writhe in agony and pain, with what seems to be general fear. The killer wears gloves which might be a nod to the Italians and their lovable giallos, but whatever the case, the kill scenes rank up there with even the best. As minimal as they were, they worked on a darker level that most slasher films can't seem to grasp. I guess it could be because of the somber tones...or the droning piano score that repeats this depressing onslaught to you ears. Either way, for the slasher fan, this is a must see.</i></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04118159928484635256noreply@blogger.com0