The Last House on the Left (3 Stars)

Movie Review by Michael Phillips

 

The strategy behind the remake of "The Last House on the Left" is clear. It grinds our bones to make its bread.

I'm sort of astonished it works, just as it's astonishing Wes Craven, the writer-director-editor of the determinedly "ugly" (Craven's description) 1972 original, went on to create such rich cinematic nightmares as the first "Nightmare on Elm Street."

The old "Last House" was pure unstable trash, a grindhouse item provoking all sorts of protests and cuts regarding the content. Its most appalling cruelties -- urination, castration, exposed intestines (portrayed by condoms stuffed with peanut butter and jelly) and a nihilistic late-Vietnam War era tone -- were made somehow more disturbing by the film's misjudgments. The comic relief and chipper bluegrass musical score didn't just belong to another movie; they belonged to another galaxy.

Craven borrowed his rape-revenge narrative from an unlikely source: "The Virgin Spring," Ingmar Bergman's 1960 allegory in turn based on a 13th-century Swedish ballad.

Now comes the blunt, unusually well-acted remake of "Last House," produced by Craven and his old crony Sean S. Cunningham (who begat the "Friday the 13th" franchise).

They've overseen a horror remake -- more of a thriller by definition, and a grueling one -- that doesn't amp up the grisly extravagances of the original, or even pay much attention to what the kids have been going for lately, in the realm of the "Hostel" or "Saw" charnel houses. This film, the first in English directed by Greek native Dennis Iliadis ("Hardcore"), is what it is: a stark story of bloodthirstiness quenched, first by the obvious antagonists, then by sympathetic, civilized characters who avenge the atrocities that have come before.

As in '72, the pursuit of marijuana sets the victims on a path to hell. Mari (Sara Paxton), teenage daughter of John (Tony Goldwyn) and Emma (Monica Potter), leaves her folks at the lake home while she and her weed-minded pal (Martha MacIsaac) go into town and get to know a sweet, strange young guy (Spencer Treat Clark) who has the stuff they're looking for back at a pretty rough-looking motel. When his family arrives -- father Krug (Garret Dillahunt) chief among them, a recent prison escapee and heartless sociopath -- the girls' lives get much worse very quickly.

"The Last House on the Left" hinges on humiliation and vengeance, which makes it like most other modern horror titles.

Its focus on sexual assault, however, puts it in a different, more primal league. The way director Iliadis shapes the key misery-inducing sequence, there's no hype or slickness or attempt to make the rape palatable or visually "dynamic." For that you have to go see "Watchmen."

The second half of the film offers a more reassuring comfort zone for the audience, pitting the Manson-type family against the parents of Mari. Two sequences point to the remake's strengths and weaknesses. When John and Emma realize who's in their house, the kitchen scene (crimson shades of "Rolling Thunder") satisfies the audience's need for Old Testament justice; it's pretty dazzling in its suspense as well as its homey domestic sadism. This is followed by a far less interesting cat-and-mouse slaughter, capped by an epilogue that's basically a sight gag belonging to a far more jokey pulp universe.

Such aspects of the screenplay by Adam Alleca and Carl Ellsworth are there because they've been there in so many previous, financially lucrative franchise items. The writing's better than that as a whole, though. "Last House" proceeds with a grim sense of purpose, its actors portraying characters approximating real people and plausible behavior, amid plausible tension, borne of a terrible situation. Is it pointless? It is, actually. Does that kill it? No, actually. I wouldn't call it a good time, but I would call it an unexpectedly good genre film.

 

 

The Last House on the Left

MPAA rating: R (for sadistic brutal violence including a rape and disturbing images, language, nudity and some drug use).

Running time: 1:40.

Starring: Sara Paxton (Mari); Martha MacIsaac (Paige); Garret Dillahunt (Krug); Tony Goldwyn (John); Monica Potter (Emma).

Directed by Dennis Iliadis; written by Adam Alleca and Carl Ellsworth, based on Wes Craven's 1972 film; produced by Wes Craven, Sean Cunningham and Marianne Maddalena. A Rogue Pictures release.

 

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