EvilMister Sees Saw, Sees Signs of Spookiness
Against all expectations and a previous post on the lack of nut-itude that many horror movies seem to possess, SAW goes that extra mile and creates a truly horrific scenario. How important is your life? Have you wasted it? Taken it for granted? What if the only way for you to come out ahead, with your head, was to take someone elses?
What's the deal? Why did it mess with me jes' a lil' bit?
Some nutbag called the Jigsaw Killer by the ever-greedy media sticks people in rooms of death. They are always left a way out. The way either involves great risk to their own personal lives, or to someone else who is stuck in the room with them. Cary Elwes does one helluva job, and I suppose the other dude does too, only I've never seen him before. Danny Glover has a small role in the film as well, though the majority of the film involves Cary and the other guy in their DeathTrap. I dug it. I figgered out the ending before time was up, and I suspect that most people would, but that doesn't weaken the film at all. The death trap scenarios each person is put through (all of them but the primary one are covered in a series of flashbacks as related by Cary Elwes, who was once a suspect for the Jigsaw Killer) are highly reminscent of those in Seven. Each one is crafted for a specific person, designed to have maximum impact on their will to live. 'member that scene in Seven where Brad is talking to the guy who fucked that hooker with the stainless steel bladed uber-dildo? Thousand bucks says that if something like that really happened, the guy doing the banging would be one fucked up hombre for the rest of his life. We're talking a pound of lithium a day to keep him from going bananas. (And of course, let us not forget, that a person's limits are never discovered through intentional actions, only through mistakes and events that are so far out our own purview that we could not see them coming ... who's to say that, even though it is horrific and ultimately evil, such a thing might not be secretly enjoyable? This is the way that serial killers and maniacs are created. Dahmer didn't set out to be a necro, after all. I don't condone this kind of behavior, preferring to generate massive doses of irritation that spread throughout a population, but I can see the other side of the fence. It's just over there. My coffee cup's resting on it.)
It pointedly asks a very simple question that I've always asked :
What would you do to survive?
As this movie does in fact resurrect the creepiness of two of my all-time faves (Seven and Silence of the Lambs) I'm going to drop a big fat 8.5 on this flick. Not a ten, 'cuz I guessed the ending and that kind of sucks.
Oh, yeah, I also checked out The Grudge, starring Buffy the Vampire Slayer. As in the end of her televised show, she should've stayed dead. It ain't Sam Raimi's fault that Hollywood seems intent on refilming every single scary movie made by the Japanese (Grudge is a shabby remake of Ju-On, The Ring is a schlocky Ringu). It's Hollywood's fault for failing to produce quality on their own. You wanna see a good scary movie? See The Eye, or Jian Gui as it should be known. Kind of a Sixth Sense deal, but way, way spooky. There's this scene, in an elevator, with the girl, and this dead guy keeps floating closer and closer ... shit. Motherfucker had me watching through my fingers. I'd say that roughly ninety percent of all remakes should be seen in original language for proper effect.
As for something you should see? Check out Mr. Frost, starring Jeff Goldblum. He plays a guy who may or may not be the Devil. It's suspensful, not buckets-of-blood. Makes you think right 'til the end. He does a good job. Not as good as me, mind ya, but what the fuck, guy's gotta get paid ... right?
What's the deal? Why did it mess with me jes' a lil' bit?
Some nutbag called the Jigsaw Killer by the ever-greedy media sticks people in rooms of death. They are always left a way out. The way either involves great risk to their own personal lives, or to someone else who is stuck in the room with them. Cary Elwes does one helluva job, and I suppose the other dude does too, only I've never seen him before. Danny Glover has a small role in the film as well, though the majority of the film involves Cary and the other guy in their DeathTrap. I dug it. I figgered out the ending before time was up, and I suspect that most people would, but that doesn't weaken the film at all. The death trap scenarios each person is put through (all of them but the primary one are covered in a series of flashbacks as related by Cary Elwes, who was once a suspect for the Jigsaw Killer) are highly reminscent of those in Seven. Each one is crafted for a specific person, designed to have maximum impact on their will to live. 'member that scene in Seven where Brad is talking to the guy who fucked that hooker with the stainless steel bladed uber-dildo? Thousand bucks says that if something like that really happened, the guy doing the banging would be one fucked up hombre for the rest of his life. We're talking a pound of lithium a day to keep him from going bananas. (And of course, let us not forget, that a person's limits are never discovered through intentional actions, only through mistakes and events that are so far out our own purview that we could not see them coming ... who's to say that, even though it is horrific and ultimately evil, such a thing might not be secretly enjoyable? This is the way that serial killers and maniacs are created. Dahmer didn't set out to be a necro, after all. I don't condone this kind of behavior, preferring to generate massive doses of irritation that spread throughout a population, but I can see the other side of the fence. It's just over there. My coffee cup's resting on it.)
It pointedly asks a very simple question that I've always asked :
What would you do to survive?
As this movie does in fact resurrect the creepiness of two of my all-time faves (Seven and Silence of the Lambs) I'm going to drop a big fat 8.5 on this flick. Not a ten, 'cuz I guessed the ending and that kind of sucks.
Oh, yeah, I also checked out The Grudge, starring Buffy the Vampire Slayer. As in the end of her televised show, she should've stayed dead. It ain't Sam Raimi's fault that Hollywood seems intent on refilming every single scary movie made by the Japanese (Grudge is a shabby remake of Ju-On, The Ring is a schlocky Ringu). It's Hollywood's fault for failing to produce quality on their own. You wanna see a good scary movie? See The Eye, or Jian Gui as it should be known. Kind of a Sixth Sense deal, but way, way spooky. There's this scene, in an elevator, with the girl, and this dead guy keeps floating closer and closer ... shit. Motherfucker had me watching through my fingers. I'd say that roughly ninety percent of all remakes should be seen in original language for proper effect.
As for something you should see? Check out Mr. Frost, starring Jeff Goldblum. He plays a guy who may or may not be the Devil. It's suspensful, not buckets-of-blood. Makes you think right 'til the end. He does a good job. Not as good as me, mind ya, but what the fuck, guy's gotta get paid ... right?
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