Horror

Well, yesterday I bemoaned the fact that we were staying in last night, how wrong I was proven to be. It was a great night in watching horror movies; great fun just sat together in the dark, watching, talking, drinking, laughing and eating Easter eggs! Times together, particularly when spent without distraction are so special in their simplicity, it just bares everything down to its' natural components and makes you realise how beautiful and innocent life can be. 

So as I've already mentioned when we went out shopping yesterday we bought "Box Of The Banned", a box set of horror DVDs previously banned by the BBFC. Video nasties from the 1970's and 1980's that were so hardcore they did not get an official release and have only recently been passed for certification but are still cut. All put together by Anchor Bay which, as always, do a great job of packaging and releasing such box sets. Everyone loves a good horror movie don't they, even gay-boys watch them - only not very well.........

We started off with Zombie Flesh Eaters which is pretty much a remake of Night Of The Living Dead with the setting changed to some mystical Caribbean island. Now it was a pretty tame, run of the mill kind of affair for the most part, people trapped in an old church come hospital whilst the living dead are trying to get in to eat them. Some of the special effects were quite good considering the age of the film but still why it's been banned for so long is a mystery.  But still it kept us watching and entertained, I so love old-school horror films, and then came the most minging scene ever. A Zombie smashes through a wooden door which splinters up and grabs a woman hiding inside by her hair and starts to pull her towards the hole in the door. As she gets pulled nearer a huge splinter of wood from the door is arrowing in on her eye; now I hate the whole eye thing and the scene plays so well on the phobia from different angles until, yes you guessed it, the splinter of wood goes straight into her eye. Oh my gosh, I had one hand covering my face trying not to look - but of course you can't help yourself, whilst my other hand which was already holding onto my boyfriends hand is now crushing it. I continued to crush his hand until he finally pointed out the fact that perhaps I was holding on just a little too vigourously, but that's what's boyfriends do isn't it, give each other support? It was my time of need and he helped me through it. 

Then it got worse, much worse; and this is the real reason I wanted to blog this post, we watched, I Spit On Your Grave. Trust me, do not watch this film, it's one of the most shocking films we've ever seen. Basically, it's the story of a lone woman who's raped by four guys and then sets out to seek revenge on each of them. I have every reason to understand why this film was banned; and I understand it is still heavily cut but gosh, it is shocking.

Now modern day horror movies rely heavily on blood and gore special effects, this one doesn't. Instead it relies on an impending sense of doom and this has got bucket loads of it making it unnerving to watch. And the violence and rape that the woman is subjected to is absolutely shocking; despite it being cut and not being overly graphic. What you do see only makes the things you don't see worse, your mind conjures up the rest. It is a great horror movie and does exactly what it should do - shock and terrify even today. I'm glad we watched it even though it's not what I'd call enjoyable but I still would not recommend it; not unless you have a boyfriend with a strong hand who doesn't mind it being crushed!