House of 1000 Corpses: Paul Pritchards Review

House of 1000 Corpses has been described as “The Film That Some People Didn’t Want You to See.”

There is a very good reason for not seeing this film. It’s boring. In fact it goes beyond boring into a place that is so mind numbingly dull that watching paint dry is a thrill ride of epic proportions in comparison.

Rob Zombie’s tribute to 70s horror films and roadside attractions has no humour, no suspense and not a single character with which the audience can identify.

What it does have is four unbelievably unlikeable teenagers in a car who, even before the obvious clichés are established, are kidnapped by a bunch of rednecks who, because they’re rednecks, proceed to torture and kill said teenagers.

It also has an unbelievable number of gimmicky negative shots and cuts to a black and white Halloween show, ostensibly being shown at the same time as the kids go missing. It’s a move that screams “look at me, I’m a director” and jerks you right out of the film ensuring that nothing that happens on the screen will scare you, disturb you or keep you awake.

This is easily the worst film I saw at the festival.

Reviewed by
Paul Pritchard
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