Zombie’s ugly, dusty dad-rock western-horror banger that occupies the exact intersection of Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2, The Wild Bunch and Bonnie & Clyde. Repurposing the extremely gruesome Manson family and serial killer paranoia of the 70s (that Hooper and Craven were reacting to) into the dirtiest, most apocalyptic version of mythic, outmoded American outlaw iconography. Somehow a sincere and moving work of exploitation because you get the impression Zombie identifies with being a vulgar punk outsider; “Lord help me, I can't change” feels like it could just as easily be his own mission statement.

Full discussion the film and it's amazing soundtrack on the Soundtracker podcast.

this isn't even a horror movie, southern people just be like that

i like this cuz it reminds me of my dad

rob zombie is one of the ultimate wifeguys, nothing but respect for him putting sheri moon zombie in this trilogy as a totally unrepentant monster of a character.

"I set my standards pretty low so I'm never disappointed."

Complete trash but what great trash it is.

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The Other Side of the Story. Rob Zombie's coked-out 9/11 dissection screams from both lands, mushing allegory and exploitation among a 70s Texas hellscape. The American ideal perverted, spat on, and left for dead. The only choice is to kill. And the only response is to kill. Zombie's most inherently musical, with the indelible moments rising and crashing through mixtape picks. This movie took 'FreeBird' off the market back in 2005, and Matthew Vaughn still had the audacity to rehash it for his misogynist spy dump.

bill moseley unsung king of the horror genre

the free bird ending still rips so fucking hard

i already showered once today and this watching this made me want to shower again