You know, every so often a movie comes along that I really want to see ... but I'm not sure I should. More aptly, I feel like a horrible person - not to mention a prime example of a bad feminist - for wanting to watch. I suppose that as a hardcore genre fan I should have gotten over that a long time ago, but some things I just can't kick.
Last year it was "Cannibal Holocaust." It took me quite a bit to work up the courage to actually sit down and watch it, although it took me even longer to find a copy of it. It ended up disturbing the crap out of me and some of the images from it are forever burned in my brain. If you could instill a rage virus in people by showing clips of films, that would be a good place to start.
This year it appears to be Nick Palumbo's "Murder-Set-Pieces." The trailer is below, although it isn't the hardcore version that appears on the website.
I know I shouldn't want to watch it, although perhaps want is too strong of a word. I'm morbidly fascinated by it. The trailer looks sick (not in a good way) - it looks like a film that goes as far as it can to mirror snuff. Yet, there's something about it that draws me in - perhaps it's that sense of wanting to challenge my belief that no movie is too hardcore. And I have to mention that the reviews, too, are hilarious. I believe the gold star must go to CBS news, who said:
"4 out of 4 Stars- For slasher film fans, this is the pot of gold at the end of the blood stained rainbow. The most erotically charged, aggressively deranged, unabashedly brutal American horror film EVER made. The perfect date movie-if your date happens to be Charles Manson. An instant-deeply twisted-classic."
This review alone makes me want to see it. Now I just have to get my hands on it - even in Austin, that might be difficult.