The Last House on the Left
1972. Rated R, 84 minutes.
Director: Wes Craven.
Starring Sandra Peabody, Lucy Grantham, David Hess, Jeramie Rain.
While on the way to a concert, two girls try to score some marijuana and find themselves in a house full of psychotic criminals with other plans for the girls. Director Wes Crave is a legend in the horror business and this is his first film. That much is evident by how unsure of itself the movie is. Craven gives us a film full of feminine/parental angst and feminist empowerment at a time when women's rights had re-ascended to center stage a few years after the assassination of Martin Luther King, Jr. and the slowing of the Civil Rights Movement. It also gives us a cast of perfectly eccentric and vile villains based enough in reality to be really unsettling. However, as if its afraid to scare its audience too much we get ridiculously over the top comic relief from a pair of cops who essentially provide a template for the moronic duo of Roscoe and Enis of
The Dukes of Hazzard TV series that would follow a few years later. Even worse, their scenes come complete with goofy music. Whenever they appear onscreen, which is way too often, they instantly take you out of the mood the rest of the movie works so hard to build up. Its obvious Craven wants you to take it seriously but simply underestimates his audience's willingness to be repulsed without relent. The film has a great horror plot with an even greater twist but its a very uneven watch. Because it inspired an entire sub-genre of horror flicks*, its become overrated and viewed as a classic. I liked it well enough, but it consistently keeps itself from becoming the great movie everyone says it is.
MY SCORE: 6.5/10
*That sub-genre simply dictates that young travelers and/or pleasure seekers go down the wrong road or knock on the wrong door and find themselves abducted and tortured by a group/family of psychopaths.
The Last House on the Left
2009. Rated R, 114 minutes (unrated DVD version).
Director: Dennis Iliadis.
Starring Sara Paxton, Garret Dillahunt, Tony Goldwyn, Monica Potter.
Plot: Mari (Paxton) is hanging out with her friend Paige (Martha MacIsaac) at the store Paige works at. While there, the two meet Justin (Spencer Treat Clark) who says he has a stash of weed back at his hotel room. Shortly after the girls get there, they find themselves in a room full of psychotic criminals with other plans for them.
The Good: Unlike the original, this version dispenses with almost any notion of comic relief and vividly presents its nihilistic tale without hesitation or reservation. It helps that in the nearly 40 years since the original, movie violence has become progressively more graphic. Not that I'm some sort of gore fiend or twisted sadist but that helps this film do what it sets out to do: present a realistic enough scenario to be disturbing.
The Bad: Unlike the original, this version dispenses with almost any notion of metaphor. That movie is essentially about the feminist movement of the late 1960s and early 1970s, and in its own warped way, champions the cause. This movie is all surface. Though it does tap into parental angst, its ultimately a run of the mill revenge flick. Finally, our cast of villains isn't quite as intriguing as it should be. Yes, they're evil but not quite as bizarre as the troupe in the original.
The Ugly: Can a microwave really do that?
Recommendation: For horror fans, this is a fine entry and a remake that's surprisingly on par with the original. What it lacks in originality, eccentricity and symbolism, it makes up in tone, storytelling and by adding a little more gore. It only flinches in comparison to its predecessor with regards to the fate of our young female lead, but it makes up for it with that microwave finale that just has to be seen.
The Opposite View: Michael Sragow, Balimore Sun
What the Internet Says: 6.8/10 on imdb.com (9/14/09),
41% on rottentomatoes.com,
42/100 on metacritic.com
MY SCORE: 6.5/10