Let’s face it; we’ve all had some kind of childhood trauma. Whether it’s an ass-kickin’ for a bad report card, a dead pet, bullies, alcoholic parent(s), a perverted uncle, and list goes on and on in this sick and twisted thing we call life. Well, what if we could take all of those repressed emotions caused by life’s stressors and turn them into a group of minions that react to your capricious rage? Oh, and by the way, these minions start as little bumps on your skin and eventually develop into fetuses on the outside of your body. Welcome to the world of David Cronenberg and his 1979 sci-fi horror film, The Brood. This name should conjure up some classic macabre images, and if it doesn’t, just check his résumé: Shivers, Rabid, Scanners, Videodrome, The Dead Zone, The Fly (1986), and eXistenZ. And those are just his stabs at the horror genre. Cronenberg has always used his horror films to explore the human body and The Brood (his second film) is an early example of this.
LARPing, or Live Action Role Playing, is a term that not many normal people are familiar with. It has been referred to as Dungeons and Dragons on steroids. But it is basically adult men and women fighting each other and fake creatures with large foam weapons. It may sound dorky… and it is…but to each his own! From what I hear it is a very fun time filled with friendship, storytelling and stress removal. Until now the only mainstream movie I’m familiar with that contained a level of LARPing was “Role Models” with Paul Rudd and Sean Michael Scott. But recently a newcomer has entered the battlefield, the Knights of Basassdom!
Am I, the infamous Monkeyface, the only one who feels bad for a lot of these “bad guys” in horror movies? I mean come on they are usually horribly disfigured, have been bullied by society and mistreated by their parents, sometimes even tortured…so of course they are going to be pissed and want to kill people. They’ve usually had pretty terrible lives, and their homes are in some really rundown areas of the country. I think in their shoes I’d probably be scary to the average college student just looking to have some fun for the weekend. But why do we always have to judge a book by its cover. In the face of fear we should pick the weakest link, send him to chat up the evil creature, and if they get a hatchet to the face then we run. But maybe, just maybe, these guys ain’t so bad!
Slaughterhouse… The mere mention of that word can strike up a lot of negative and ghastly connotations. It’s literally a housing for lives to be slaughtered (and it took quite a stretch for me to come up with that!), so a horror flick with that word as the title would indicate that it’s gory, bloody and disgusting. At least that was my first impression when I decided to watch and review the 1987 comedy/horror film “Slaughterhouse“. Does it live up to expectations? Read on to find out.