Late start today folks, sorry. Oh! Those Tuesdays!
Anyway, I think for the first time in a long time, I am not exactly what you call "looking forward" to this film. Not that it isn't good, but this is one of those films that isn't for the casual viewer.
You have been warned ... rave on, readers and thanks for playing along!
The Hills Have Eyes (1977): Directed by Wes Craven. Starring Susan Lanier, Robert Houston, Martin Speer, Dee Wallace-Stone and Michael Berrymore.
The Skinny: When an extended family traveling across country breaks down in the desert, the encounter a group of horribly mutated cannibals bent on making them their next meal.
What's Good: Yet another Wes Craven entry in the 100 Days challenge, this film is not for the faint of heart. Dwelling on post-nuclear fears, Craven crafted a cautionary tale based on the true events of the Sawney Bean clan, a group of inbred forest dwellers who captured and ate passerby. And in bringing these savage characters to life, Craven didn't hold back one iota. Torture, zoosadism, cannibalism, kidnapping, rape and murder are all on the menu. And while the tension is high throughout the film, there are also so many cringe-inducing moments that it's hard to sit through the whole affair. Craven goes beyond scaring us and sets about scarring our delicate psyches. It's a little too much, so much in fact it earned an "X" rating when it was first reviewed by the MPAA.
What's Bad: As I said, torture, zoosadism, cannibalism, kidnapping, rape and murder.
Why We Like It: I don't exactly know. I do love the pointy-eared Michael Berrymore as a character actor but this film is just so in your face. I think to truly enjoy films like this, you not only have to have a strong dislike of people in general (which I like to say I do), you have to have more than a little hatred in your heart for them, too. I am terrified that there are people out there who cheer when one of the characters is effectively gang raped in a camper, or a dog is disembowelled and a woman forced to eat its remains. This type of film is a test of how much one can endure, and I think I failed miserably.
Memorable Stuff: See above. If that type of stuff is the kind of shit you want to remember.