Blood Bath, both a disposable vampire tale and an indispensible chapter of film history, arrives in a stellar, limited-edition Blu-ray set.
It became a key reference point for postmodern mash-up artists, but the film’s socio-political jungle is not all fun-and-grindhouse games.
Bone Tomahawk is skittish about its racism, self-conscious in a manner reminiscent of Django Unchained.
This rich and gorgeous disc damn near rectifies this film’s nearly unforgivably indifferent theatrical release earlier in the year, and in time for Halloween to boot.
Rob Zombie understands horror as an aural-visual experience that should gnaw at the nerves, seep into the subconscious, and beget unshakeable nightmares.
Rob Zombie’s gut understanding of what makes ‘70s horror so great is unfortunately glimpsed in only short, sporadic bursts in Halloween.
It doesn’t so much play out as a sequel to House of 1000 Corpses but as a recapitulation.