Friday, October 26, 2012

The Month of Horror Day 26: From Dusk Till Dawn

Basement contributor Matt Bellamy has taken it upon himself to watch and review at least one horror movie a day for the month of October . . . because he's awesome that way! Tonight, Bellamy offers you a two for one pussy sale.

You know, I really hate to say it but this flick has not aged well and is not nearly as enjoyable as I once found it although it's entirely possible that watching it stone sober was a catastrophic choice. It starts well, it does, as the two main anti-heroes played by George Clooney and Quentin Tarantino, fugitives on the run, seek refuge in a Mexican bar/brothel called "The Titty Twister". What's disappointing about this film is that it seriously starts out SO good, you're completely engaged and glued to the screen by everything that is happening--Salma Hayek in her prime as a stripper makes that extremely easy, too. It's once the bar patrons are revealed as vampires that it quickly takes a nose dive into shlock, poor writing (Sorry, Tarantino), and the worst crime of all, it becomes boring. The flick tries to play rough, it tries to be edgy and irreverent but it comes off as amateur hour and actually feels really immature--again, lack of alcohol on my part could be paramount in hindering my enjoyment here. I do love the cast that was assembled though outside of the leads, full marks there: Harvey Keitel, Salma Hayek (yum, again), Fred Williamson, Cheech Marin, John Hawkes, Michael Parks, Juliette Lewis, and even makeup guru Tom Savini! Yes, in many circles this is seen as a messy and fun little horror/action flick and with a solid group of a friends and a few dozen beers this could absolutely be a blast to watch, and perhaps that was Tarantino's and director Robert Rodriguez's intent? Get sloshed, chill with some buds, and watch a whole bunch of vicious vampires tear people apart. Oh, and most important of all, boobies! Hey, it's a selling point.



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