||[Jul. 28th, 2008|11:12 am]
So, I've been trying to fill in the missing pieces of my horror movie background -- somewhere there was a list of movies that you HAVE to see and I scattered them around my netflix queue. We watched The Brood last week and that was fun -- dated, but fun. Can't believe I missed it. |
Er, what? Was it the sobriety on my part? (I tried drinking as fast as I could, but couldn't get there fast enough.) Because I'm not an art film student. I dunno, it sort of felt like "so, an art student makes a movie..." what with "now we must foreshadow" and "when the lighting goes red, that's baaadd." I know, I know, the over or poor acting is part of the art. Right? And the blood is supposed to look fake because that's part of the charm of Italian slasher films. I'm a modern American with ADD, so the two minute holds on a given architectural detail...or her face in the cab or the two girls in the pool. It felt like 12 minutes of flooding, water rushing...I'm sure it symbolizes something, but it just made me have to pee. Roll around in concertina wire like that (because every evil house of ballet has a secret passageway filled with concertina wire. And was I the only one who wanted to snatch that butter knife out of the guy's hand and show him to to flip up the latch? Although it must not have been concertina wire because she didn't wind up with any more blood on her than she did when she landed in it.) Augh!
But really, the most horrible thing was the soundtrack. I had to watch the whole thing with my finger on the volume button because I just could not listen to it over and over and over and at such an outrageous volume. Maybe I just had a bad copy? Not only was it loud, but the music often seemed to be misplaced -- too early, too late, too bloody long and loud and discordant! It had me longing for the gentle melodies of PigFace and Fetus, for crying out loud.
Next up, Company of Wolves, which I've seen, but don't really remember and Eyes without a Face, which I've never seen -- but the words "imagery", "very French" and "stunning"...all fill me with a sense of foreboding and a reminder that I should start with the bottle of wine BEFORE the movie starts.