This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Review by Ghoul Gruel Patron
This review may contain spoilers.
Ghoul Gruel’s review published on Letterboxd:
“He’s not gonna catch you again, alright.”
Fuckin Mazza, ya cunt.
That was bleak. I don’t know what I was expecting but it far exceeded it. Feels like it’s heading down an extreme gore or gratuitous weirdo route, some French Extreme, Bobby Zombs, or Roth, but it pulls up before it gets there. What’s left is still brutal, just not gratuitous, and heavy with menace and very real terror and suspense, but it feels a bit more real and there’s hope lingering about. The guy’s a full blooded psycho though. Right up there with the worst villains.
The nonstop screaming did become a bit much for a few scenes, and there were a few unlikely moments that only work with movie logic. Some infuriating decisions. They failed the number one rule: kill em till they’re dead.
I know a body pit when I see one. Don’t go down there.
Fair dinkum.
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