A Horrible Way To Die. You know, I've been hoping someone would take up the mantle of
Henry: Portrait Of A Serial Killer for a long time now.
A Horrible Way To Die isn't quite that, in fact not nearly that, but it does share a certain intimate bleakness. It's a simple story: serial killer breaks out of jail, his ex-girlfriend who's been trying to piece her life back together is convinced that he's coming for her, but of course having dated a serial killer is not something you just
tell people... It overreaches a bit in the end, trying to go for some sort of satire that hasn't been properly set up, but for the most part it's an effective, slow-paced psychothriller; intimately shot, with focus more on the characters and creeping dread than on sudden scares.
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The Bunny Game. Somewhere out in the desert, filmed in grainy black and white, stands a huge, unmarked, black semi truck, looking like an inverted cinemascope screen. Inside, there's a trucker who's kidnapped a hooker and is now staging his own horror movie in there. And we're invited to watch.
The Bunny Game is a weird film. It's first and foremost a very,
very violent film, all the more so because it was shot without special effects - everything that's done is, we're told ad nauseam in the accompanying material, done for real. The movie is loosely based on something that really happened to Rodleen Getsic, who plays the hooker in question and also scripted and produced, and as therapy goes, it's... well. The question, though, is why would anyone want to watch an hour plus of a deranged trucker mentally and physically torturing someone?
The promotional material compares it to
Martyrs, and while that movie is far superior, there's something similar to
The Bunny Game; the director (both the trucker, in-story, and Adam Rehmeier, the director of
The Bunny Game) wants to do more than just
show sadistic violence, he wants to
stage it and show its effect, use every trick he learned from watching David Lynch and Tobe Hooper movies. We're told it's real, that there are no special effects, and yet the whole surreal black and white imagery in precisely picked camera angles tells us it's not real and we get to wake up... except we don't. The movie itself becomes a weapon. Against whom is left up to the viewer. Come see the violence inherent in the system and all that.
This is a sick fucking movie. There may be more to it than just being sick. And at least it's far more honest than
Saw,
Hostel and that ilk. Whether it's a
good movie... I honestly couldn't say.