It's funny because I don't think anyone would accuse Texas Chainsaw Massacre of being psychological, but that is mostly it's scare factor. Ann always refers to the scene, because it's the one that horrified her most, where it's just a close up of the girl's eye, the pupil dilating with fear.
Yes, oh my God, Zombie's so pretentious and so full of himself! I remember my review of House of 1000 Corpses on Amazon is about the nastiest thing I've ever written (and I've written a review for Courtship of Princess Leia! 0_0) because I banged it out the day after I'd watched and and was still reeling. On the one hand, if I didn't know better, I'd have genuinely thought it was a real snuff movie with the least sympathetic "heroes" known to film. On the other, he insists on including trick shots or flashes of older exploitation films out of freaking nowhere, which obviously makes him "artsy!" Snort!
And Halloween, sighs. Did I learn my lesson from House of 1000 Corpses and The Devil's Rejects? Alas, I did not, because I was curious. Wow, I could never have guessed he'd be able to shoehorn his wife pole dancing into even that! But he managed it! Even managed to get her into the sequel (and if she doesn't strip there, too, I'll eat my shoe!) Two-thirds of the movie is literally about Michael Myers, his childhood and time in the institution--seriously, aren't we over the fascination of why killers do what they do yet?!
It's amazing, too, that he almost singehandedly ruins the Grindhouse experience with his totally inappropriate trailer--in tone and style. More people walked out during that than any other part of that movie--seriously! Which leads me to believe that the genius of Nic Cage as Fu Manchu was someone else's idea because it could not possibly have been Zombie's!
On a totally personal note, Peter ran into him when he was living out in California and he was a complete tool! Pneh!
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on 2009-10-01 04:52 pm (UTC)Yes, oh my God, Zombie's so pretentious and so full of himself! I remember my review of House of 1000 Corpses on Amazon is about the nastiest thing I've ever written (and I've written a review for Courtship of Princess Leia! 0_0) because I banged it out the day after I'd watched and and was still reeling. On the one hand, if I didn't know better, I'd have genuinely thought it was a real snuff movie with the least sympathetic "heroes" known to film. On the other, he insists on including trick shots or flashes of older exploitation films out of freaking nowhere, which obviously makes him "artsy!" Snort!
And Halloween, sighs. Did I learn my lesson from House of 1000 Corpses and The Devil's Rejects? Alas, I did not, because I was curious. Wow, I could never have guessed he'd be able to shoehorn his wife pole dancing into even that! But he managed it! Even managed to get her into the sequel (and if she doesn't strip there, too, I'll eat my shoe!) Two-thirds of the movie is literally about Michael Myers, his childhood and time in the institution--seriously, aren't we over the fascination of why killers do what they do yet?!
It's amazing, too, that he almost singehandedly ruins the Grindhouse experience with his totally inappropriate trailer--in tone and style. More people walked out during that than any other part of that movie--seriously! Which leads me to believe that the genius of Nic Cage as Fu Manchu was someone else's idea because it could not possibly have been Zombie's!
On a totally personal note, Peter ran into him when he was living out in California and he was a complete tool! Pneh!