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Slasher Films

1 Apr

Janet Leigh in "Psycho" (1960)

So, I’m sitting here watching Bob Clark’s “Black Christmas” (the one from 1974, not the shitty remake), and I’ve realised we’re probably going to review “Scream 4″ in the near future (fuck, was “Scream” really 15 years ago? Damn…), so heck, why not give you a brief run through of some of the best (well, in my self-exaggerated opinion) of the horror subgenre has to offer.

This is by no means a complete list of influencial slasher flicks, nor is it aiming to cover all flicks that have influenced or built conventions for the subgenre. Further, I’ve ignored many great films because I feel that while they can be considered slasher films, they primarily belong in different subgenres.

Let’s begin.

1960: Psycho (Alfred Hitchcock)

The proto-slasher from the master of tension, Psycho brought conventions such as the first girl (ie: the person you think is the protagonist, but dies before the halfway mark) as well as brutally violent deaths (for it’s time), but it also brought the concept of the damaged child, a trend you can see evident in the sequels to Sean S. Cunningham’s “Friday the 13th”. Sure, the blood in the shower is Hershey’s Chocolate Syrup, but it doesn’t look any less real in black and white.

1974: Black Christmas (Bob Clark)

Ever seen five of those 80s VHS slasher flicks? Ever seen John Carpenter’s Halloween? Yeah, thank Bob Clark. If Porky’s was the first time you ever saw boobies, now you owe him double.

1978: Halloween (John Carpenter)

Speaking of Halloween, while it’s a film that utilised many concepts seen previously, it is also deftly directed and, while slow to start, you can see why it became an iconic horror film – because it’s execution far excells it’s source material.

1980: Friday the 13th (Sean S. Cunningham)

While Black Christmas and Halloween spawned a subgenre, Friday the 13th spawned a franchise. Important distinction. Paramount was embarassed at the film (and it’s sequels) for it’s success, but the almighty dollar rules all. Watch the first four, part six, and skip the rest. Except for when Jason Voorhees crosses Freddy Krueger…

1984: A Nightmare on Elm Street (Wes Craven)

A quality flick that’s a cut above (hah!) the slasher fare. Once again, as with Friday the 13th, it has spawned a load of sequels (see parts 1, 3, 4, and New Nightmare – although number 2 is a bizarrely homoerotic flick, worth watching for the supporting performances alone, and Freddy’s Dead is probably worth a watch if you’re a truly hardcore 1980s John Waters fan).

1996: Scream (Wes Craven)

Redefined the slasher film after annual installments of Friday the 13th and A Nightmare on Elm Street. Made every horror film in the following five years have an ironic or self-aware tone. But you know what? It’s still got a star dying early in the film (ref: Psycho), it’s still got the reveal of the crazy killer (ref: Friday the 13th), and quite frankly, it’s still a fucking great film. Just be thankful that Party of Five is no longer on the air, and weap for the loss of Jamie Kennedy’s dignity.

If you’re still stuck on what to watch before Scream 4 besides the previous sequels, try a triple bill of A Nightmare on Elm Street, Shocker, and New Nightmare. You’ll see the development of ideas from a writer/director. What better way to prep yourself for Wes Craven’s return to one of his most successful films?

Podcast: A Nightmare On Elm Street

26 May

A re-imagining of the horror icon Freddy Krueger, a serial-killer who wields a glove with four blades embedded in the fingers and kills people in their dreams, resulting in their real death in reality.

Official Site

IMDB

Wikipedia

More Trailers

Things Mentioned In This Weeks Podcast:

Halloween

Friday The 13th

Texas Chain Saw Massacre

ThisMan.org

“Warner Brother’s Want You To Torture A Woman To Death”

Intro Music: Are You Ready For Freddy – The Fat Boys (Check out the Music Video Here for a good Laugh)

Our Rating:

Jonathon: 6/10

Adrian: 6/10

A Nightmare on Elm Street, or why I’m scared about Platinum Dunes’ latest remake.

4 May

Just a heads up. This is going to be kind of a long entry.

So, one of the things that we sometimes do before a podcast is refresh our memories with viewing some related films. Right now, I’m looking at a stack of Shrek films that I don’t want to watch because, well, I fucking hate Shrek. I also hate Smashmouth’s cover of “I’m a believer”. But that’s neither here nor there, is it?

I’ve recently rewatched a few of the Platinum Dunes productions. I rather liked the first film they made, although I can understand people not being keen on The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (the original one from 1974 is “Chain Saw”, alright?). While the prequel they later made was a waste, Chainsaw (see, one word) was fun, gory, had eye candy, and a over the top R. Lee Ermey performance. Sure, not a patch on the 74 original, but a good way to kill 98 mins. The remake of The Amityville Horror was held together by an entertaining performance by Ryan Reynolds, a man who I honestly believe can play any role and have me watching – he’s just one of those actors. Throw in having a soft spot for Perth’s Melissa George (her sister was a regular at the video store Adrian used to own and I worked at. Yeah, Perth really is a small town), and it’s once again, a pleasant enough way to knock an hour and a half out of your day, if you dig on horror. Here’s where things take a bit of a turn, and where this blog entry goes a little bit autobiographical. I don’t mind remakes (they aren’t destroying my copies of the originals sitting amongst my DVD collection), and lets face it, anything Platinum Dunes did with the Chainsaw franchise wasn’t going to disappoint, based purely on the fact that Kim Henkel (co-writer of the 1974 original Chain Saw) made that dreadful Zellweger/McConaughey one back in 1994. So, the remake bashing blog entry this isn’t. Excuse the autobiographical diversion, but it’ll come back on topic.

I was always the horror kid. Did a project in the second grade on Bruce Campbell, because I thought he was awesome in Evil Dead 2 (I still do think he’s awesome, as is that flick). I had parents who were more than happy to support me watching horror films (yup, even the R18+ ones), as long as it didn’t have any effect, other than scaring the shit out of me and occasionally covering my eyes with a cushion from the couch. I devoured Nightmares, Fridays, and Halloweens, plus a hell of a lot of weird and obscure 1980s video flicks.

But you know what I remember most?

The start of it all.

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