Just like with Night Of The Living Dead, I felt I had to see Last House cuz it gets such rave reviews from horror fans as an important genre film.
Just like with Night Of The Living Dead, I won’t spend too much time on it. In fact, I’ll spend less.
Sorry. Yeah, I know, it broke new ground and opened creative doors yadda yadda yadda.
What a waste of time. No story. Badly directed. Laughable acting. God, was it edited by Helen Keller? It’s billed as the “story of what happens to bad guys when the victim’s parents trap them in their house” (to paraphrase), but that part comes in the last four or five minutes, after essentially watching a snuff film.
Whatever. Blegh. There’s 72 minutes that felt like 4 hours of my life that I’ll never get back.