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Aug. 18th, 2009 12:57 amEric and Lafayette are just owning True Blood these days, and ASkars was especially excellent tonight. The show needs more Pam so they have some challenge in the awesome stakes. The Godric storyline has proved the best of all the expanded universe tangents and I really enjoyed Dallas, on the whole. Jessica and Hoyt are so happy and sweet and cute that it's creeping me out a little.
The Last House on the Left is an odd duck. It was on my radar because my sad-eyed boyfriend Garret Dillahunt has a leading role so when it was strongly recommended to me I was keen to watch. And he is indeed very good in it and this brand of his soft-spoken psychopath is built and walks around shirtless a whole bunch, which, awesome. But it's two more-or-less interesting movies smashed awkwardly together and as such is a little frustrating in the ways it doesn't work. The first movie is laid out exactly as you would expect after having read the two-sentence description in your guide of choice, and introduces us cleanly to the vicious thugs and haunted heroine who make up the two sides of our what-people-are-capable-of horror-thriller coin. There is a meeting, it is bad, and goes downhill, and eventually she looks the worst in the eye and is stripped down to the core of herself, to the life and will that allow her to defeat her foe, triumphant or tragic. Or so it's supposed to go. ( Halfway through, however. )
But instead what could have been a number of interesting thrillers becomes one poor, tacky piece of torture-porn that isn't even ambitious enough to reach for Saw heights, with a bunch of wasted characters and a good villain performance. Such is life in the big city.
The Last House on the Left is an odd duck. It was on my radar because my sad-eyed boyfriend Garret Dillahunt has a leading role so when it was strongly recommended to me I was keen to watch. And he is indeed very good in it and this brand of his soft-spoken psychopath is built and walks around shirtless a whole bunch, which, awesome. But it's two more-or-less interesting movies smashed awkwardly together and as such is a little frustrating in the ways it doesn't work. The first movie is laid out exactly as you would expect after having read the two-sentence description in your guide of choice, and introduces us cleanly to the vicious thugs and haunted heroine who make up the two sides of our what-people-are-capable-of horror-thriller coin. There is a meeting, it is bad, and goes downhill, and eventually she looks the worst in the eye and is stripped down to the core of herself, to the life and will that allow her to defeat her foe, triumphant or tragic. Or so it's supposed to go. ( Halfway through, however. )
But instead what could have been a number of interesting thrillers becomes one poor, tacky piece of torture-porn that isn't even ambitious enough to reach for Saw heights, with a bunch of wasted characters and a good villain performance. Such is life in the big city.
