October 13, 2008
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Don't mess with Petey.Since I seem to be the only person on the entire planet who absolutely adores Gabe Bartalos' seriously wapred 2004 head game Skinned Deep, I figured it was time to sit down and discuss this unfairly underrated B-movie classic. How anyone can despise a film which features a man with an enormous brain running naked through New York City, a killer with some seriously sadistic head gear, and a pasty midget tossing plates is beyond me. Granted, it's not the most technically accomplished motion picture you'll ever experience, mind you, and it's definitely not the best release Fangoria has released on their vanity label -- that honor would have to go to the Irish zombie chiller Dead Meat -- but damn if it isn't a blast to watch. Just remember: When sitting down with something as monumentally brainless as this surrealistic spin on Tobe Hooper's iconic The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, you have to ignore the rough edges, the shoddy acting, and the questionable dialogue. You have to roll with the punches, so to speak, because Skinned Deep marches to the beat of a very twisted, very evil little drummer. Finding the rhythm, of course, is up to you.
Recipe For Success: Acid-Inspired Set Design + Warwick Davis + Someone Get Me A Sequel Already
Here's a Quote For You: Skinned Deep is the cinematic love child of David Lynch and Frank Henenlotter.
With Downs Syndrome.
1 Spasms:
Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!
This is on my 31 Horror Movies in 31 Days list. My brother loved this movie and recommended I watch it. It's on the queue and ready to be sent to my house. I can't wait to see Warwick Davis hit people with dinner plates!
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