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Teeth Movie Review

Vagina Dentata. It’s a phrase that has struck fear into the hearts of men for generations. But Teeth is much more interested in exploring the humor behind this myth rather than any real scares.

Indie horror has been the backbone of the genre for quite some time now. Even some of the hard hitters within the genre have turned to lower budgets to either revitalize their career, or jump start their creativity. Perhaps even more important is that indie horror helps blaze a trail for fresh voices, which come from even the most unexpected places. Blood Punch comes to us from a team which has spent more time helping to create the images that hypnotize the children/tweens of the world than delivering a fresh perspective in the world of horror. 

The melding of horror and comedy is always a tricky situation. Typically it falls farther onto one side of the coin where the horror takes over in all its bloody glory, or the horrific elements go too far and become slapstick comedy. However, there are the stand outs that work such as Sam Raimi's The Evil Dead II. Ryan Murphy, creator of Glee and American Horror Story, has worked in both realms of the comedy and horror genres.

Night of Something Strange

In the trailer for Night of Something Strange, sex is once again the catalyst for some very bad things happening to a group of young or young-ish adults. However, while this past spring's It Follows put a mostly psychological spin on the proceedings, Night of Something Strange goes in the complete opposite direction. A direction which involves ample amounts of blood, rotting flesh and - of course - genital-based tentacles.   

Easily the most notorious film in the franchise, Leprechaun in the Hood is a later entry in the series that jumps the shark so far that they're not even on the same radar. Leprechaun 4: In Space followed the same grasping for straws style of Jason X and Hellraiser: Bloodline by jettisoning the green tinted killer into space and delivering nothing but quirky smirks to the audience. Apparently the only logical step after space was conquered was for the Lep to head back down to earth and right into the hood.

Hellraiser Deader

Hellraiser: Deader needs no introduction--mostly because of its inscrutable, un-summarizable storyline (involving a journalist whose investigation into a Romanian death cult leads her, via dream sequences, flashbacks, nightmares, hallucinations, and a subway car full of sadomasochists, eventually to Pinhead), but also because we here at Bloody Good Horror sincerely hope that none of you ever watch it without the supervision of a crack team of snarky live-tweeters.

There is a joke in Eli Roth’s The Green Inferno that relies on the audience’s familiarity with one of the possible side effects of smoking pot. Now being of the horror-loving sort around the BGH offices we’ve seen our fair share of slack-jawed, lovable burnouts that often stand in as a sort of audience surrogate. But pot jokes and cannibal films each have steep points of entry. Even if you are aware of what the iconographies of these things are there’s not much inherent in them that will convince uninterested parties to appreciate the delicacies of graphic rending and blunts.

Amy Klein. Amy Klein. Amy Klein. I think Hellraiser: Deader wants me to know that it's protagonist's name is Amy Klein. Her name is said so awkwardly often throughout the film that it's got to be important, but I don't know why, because this movie doesn't really make much sense.

Image from What We Become

Right from the start, the international trailer for the Danish horror flick What We Become has an air of familiarity about it. It follows a path well-worn by the multitude of zombie and outbreak movies that have come before. Even though it doesn’t appear to be breaking a ton of new ground narratively, the What We Become trailer shouldn’t be written off.

Invasion of the Body Snatchers

When you watch a horror movie from the 1950s, there’s little hope of finding it anything better than awkwardly charming. Effects were pitiful, the heydays of James Whale and Val Lewton were over, and the Production Code was in full swing. The Invasion of the Body Snatchers is a disturbing, only occasionally cheesy exception. Superficially and psychologically, it still scares because the monsters are nothing more or less than the people who live on your street.

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