![]() ![]() It's actively humiliating to watch the filmmakers so blatantly rip off Laurie Strode's characterization from 2018's Halloween. The creatives make the equally egregious choice to reprise the character of Sally Hardesty, the survivor of the original, here played by the always worthwhile Irish actor Olwen Fouéré, stepping in for Marilyn Burns after the latter's death in 2014. Amongst a litany of offenses committed over the course of its (blessedly curtailed) 70-odd minutes, Texas Chainsaw culminates, in the words of EW's Joshua Rothkopf, with an "inexcusable last-act development - the survivor of a school shooting picking up a rifle." Indeed, that turn is as awe-inspiringly tasteless as anything that's ever been puked onto a screen. Netflix bought this celluloid skin-tag from Legendary after disastrous test screenings made it clear that the best thing to do was bury Chainsaw with an anonymous streaming premiere and, apparently, a logline that wouldn't even allude to the unintentional horrors contained within. For the sake of context, not any allegiance to the film, we elaborate: David Blue Garcia's inane sequel follows a group of influencers to a ghost town in Texas (though the film was actually shot in Bulgaria), where they disrupt Leatherface's hideout and meet well-deserved ends all around. Presumably, no one at the distribution company could be bothered to watch this nonsense, for which we begrudge them not a whit. The plot description provided by Netflix for Texas Chainsaw Massacre reads thusly: "This 2022 sequel to the 1974 horror cult classic features Jacob Latimore and Elsie Fisher." That's it! Nothing about the plot, the characters, or even Leatherface (Mark Burnham) himself. Perhaps, we are not supposed to care at all? How very French. Why we should care about any of this - why any of it matters, particularly in the overall lore of the man about whom this film was ostensibly created - is never made clear. Nurses have their tongues sliced out, young women have their faces obliterated by shotgun blasts, and a variety of very sharp implements are stuck into necks, eyes, and ears with alarming frequency. There is only a pervasive sense of disgust. Nowhere in the film is there a momentary thrill, nor any frisson of fear. Robert Zombie than it does anything Tobe Hooper ever worked on.ĭirected by Julien Maury and Alexandre Bustillo, the French filmmakers who made an indelible impact on their country's extreme horror movement with the equally vicious, but far more entertaining Inside (2007), this saturnine origin story has suspense confused with outright unpleasantness. ![]() Not until the final five minutes does the eponymous hardware enthusiast acquire his signature weapon before that, we are treated to 80 minutes of miserable, though markedly chainsaw-free, bloodletting that seems more indebted to the worst instincts of one Mr. It's hard to imagine any fan of Texas Chainsaw, or anyone that thought they were going to get a chainsaw-adjacent flick, being satisfied with this. Ten years later, now living as Jackson, the young man finds himself on the run after escaping the institution along with a gang of psychotic inmates who execute a killing spree on their journey home.Ībsolutely exhausting, boring drivel. As a child, Jedidiah Sawyer (Sam Strike) was taken from his murderous family and placed in a home for wayward children, where he was renamed to further distance himself from his troubled past. ![]()
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