On the outer shell of this cult video nasty lies the subtle appearance of just another trashy bargain bin horror film. The 80's were bombarded with these little wonders. One might question whether films such as Death Spa were really necessary. If I've been shocked to find treasure from trash, it's with this multi-layered symphony of madness.
Donny Kohler is an extremely disturbed individual. Not the suppressed Hollywood kind, but the type where his anxiety and torment leaks through his pores and retinas on screen. His character is one that makes you feel alone, vulnerable, and uncomfortable. Through his experiences on the screen, we learn of his past and his sickness. I really appreciated the nods towards matadors, fire, and the color red, all blending within to create some form of illness not recognized.
Through his forced misogynistic eyes, he picks up young woman and brings them to his house in several extremely embarrassing scenes. He doesn't just magically whisks them to his abode without trouble. At times, he stumbles, stalks, bribes, and flat out makes a fool of himself in order to satisfy the voices that talk to him and push him over the edge.
(The 80's Psycho)
Don't Go in the House is far from a conventional horror film. The intimacy between Donny (Dan Grimaldi) and the camera is one upped by none other. If the film lacked the support of Donny's one and only friend Bobby, this story might be far too grim for anyone to view. This film is dark, unsettling, and nihilistic. Despite the psychological elements, the films fares overly well with its horror roots.
When I decided to view this film last night, I was coming off of a good buzz. At the first burning scene, I was almost disgusted by the barbaric context in which such a sweet female was burned alive. Soon, I begun to adapt to his extreme misogyny and I loved nothing more to watch the next whore burn and suffer for what they've done to Donny. Surely a film that enthralls and seduces your judgment could be dangerous, but that's the special merit about this film.
The slasher influence stays intact as Donny menacingly stalks his corridors searching to knock out beautiful hitchhikers. Other than this, the film features extremely shocking and startling jump scenes of fire and his decomposing charred mother egging him on and torturing him that much more. The most notorious feature is a surprise ending, one of which that horrified me, and this surprise ending is worthy of Sleepaway Camp fame, regardless that this came out before.
I chose not to ruin anything for you on this film. Only what we illustrate in our minds can lead us to that ultimate terror. I'm a stern horror fan who has no visual fear. I will be completely honest on this one. Don't Go in the House took me, left me vulnerable, horrified with with a scintillating score echoing in the background. I don't think I'll ever enjoy another 80's horror film as much as I did this one.
Donny Kohler is an extremely disturbed individual. Not the suppressed Hollywood kind, but the type where his anxiety and torment leaks through his pores and retinas on screen. His character is one that makes you feel alone, vulnerable, and uncomfortable. Through his experiences on the screen, we learn of his past and his sickness. I really appreciated the nods towards matadors, fire, and the color red, all blending within to create some form of illness not recognized.
Through his forced misogynistic eyes, he picks up young woman and brings them to his house in several extremely embarrassing scenes. He doesn't just magically whisks them to his abode without trouble. At times, he stumbles, stalks, bribes, and flat out makes a fool of himself in order to satisfy the voices that talk to him and push him over the edge.
(The 80's Psycho)Don't Go in the House is far from a conventional horror film. The intimacy between Donny (Dan Grimaldi) and the camera is one upped by none other. If the film lacked the support of Donny's one and only friend Bobby, this story might be far too grim for anyone to view. This film is dark, unsettling, and nihilistic. Despite the psychological elements, the films fares overly well with its horror roots.
When I decided to view this film last night, I was coming off of a good buzz. At the first burning scene, I was almost disgusted by the barbaric context in which such a sweet female was burned alive. Soon, I begun to adapt to his extreme misogyny and I loved nothing more to watch the next whore burn and suffer for what they've done to Donny. Surely a film that enthralls and seduces your judgment could be dangerous, but that's the special merit about this film.
The slasher influence stays intact as Donny menacingly stalks his corridors searching to knock out beautiful hitchhikers. Other than this, the film features extremely shocking and startling jump scenes of fire and his decomposing charred mother egging him on and torturing him that much more. The most notorious feature is a surprise ending, one of which that horrified me, and this surprise ending is worthy of Sleepaway Camp fame, regardless that this came out before.
I chose not to ruin anything for you on this film. Only what we illustrate in our minds can lead us to that ultimate terror. I'm a stern horror fan who has no visual fear. I will be completely honest on this one. Don't Go in the House took me, left me vulnerable, horrified with with a scintillating score echoing in the background. I don't think I'll ever enjoy another 80's horror film as much as I did this one.
-mAQ
No comments:
Post a Comment