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TEXAS CHAINSAW
MASSACRE: THE BEGINNING
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Everything about him just is, and that’s enough for the writers. But not enough for me. If you’re going to call it a prequel and insist you’re explaining the origins of Leatherface, do it. Don’t pussy out on me. In this new lore from Platinum Dunes, Leatherface is more of a whiny bitch than a vicious monster. In the original films, he was a man who simply was perverse, sexually depraved, and loved wearing human skin a la Ed Gein. Now he’s a disfigured Frankenstein monster we have to tilt our heads and groan “awwww” whenever he cuts someone up and tears their skin off. Really very reflective of the times. Once again, this film now becomes “The Sheriff Hoyt Massacre” with R. Lee Ermy in his ever over the top performance, confronting four hapless teenagers in the summer of the sixties.
The chainsaw wielding merciless monster. So, why focus so heavily on a supporting character? Did I care about the victims? No. Did I care about the villains? No. Did I care if the teens got out alive? Not really. Did I want to see torture and torture sans a purpose? Not really. So what’s the damn point of the entire film? Money, of course. Gotta love money. When it’s not focusing on pure sadism, and when we’re not watching Ermy chew up the screen, the script, if there was one, revolves around Brewster’s attempts to save at least one of her friends. And the plot holes arise. One of the more ludicrous plot holes involves Brewsters character rangling a biker to help her save her friends. Why not gather the biker and his entire gang and storm the entire house? Damned if I know. Why didn’t the biker have more than a small pistol? Damned if I know. “The Beginning” is less about the formation of a chainsaw wielding maniac and the sheer lunacy of his family, and more about how much gore and utterly ridiculous torture they can fit into only eighty minutes. Victims are driven down on, impaled, sliced in half, and dismembered with a chainsaw, while leatherface plays a secondary character the entire time, only becoming a prop when Liebesman needs splatter and pointless gore. “The Beginning” had a chance to be one of the greater horror origins in history, and it’s still just a pointless sadistic eighty minute splatter mess.
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