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The Texas Chainsaw
Massacre: The Beginning is a prequel to the 2003 remake of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. The film
follows the origins of the character Leatherface (played by Andrew Bryniarski),
and simultaneously deals with a group of so-called characters you don’t give a
shit about as they try to survive Leatherface and his villainous family. I want
to start with positives. R. Lee Ermey plays Laetherface’s father, and he’s great
in the movie. He genuinely comes off as a threatening villain when he needs to.
So, that was what I liked. Everything else just falls flat. The gore is there
for the sake of gore. This is a movie that revels in the fact that it is vile,
disgusting, bloody, and gross. I am not someone who takes issues with blood and
gore by any means. This was too much even for me. The opening of the movie
shows the birth of Leatherface in a slaughterhouse, and it shows the full birth
in detail. The character development is thin to the point that these cardboard
cutouts feel like they are far from actually being characters. The actors
aren’t the worst, but they almost all fail to stand out among the pack. For
this reason, I can’t bring myself to care or even feel invested when horrible
things happen to our “heroes” in the movie. It also doesn’t help that there is
no such thing as a fucking likable character in this piece of shit. Everyone
has to be a bitch, an asshole, or a douchebag. This is something about horror
movie remakes I never understood. It doesn’t make the characters more
relatable. The fact that this movie is a prequel really hurts this movie too.
If you saw the previous movie, you know exactly who is and isn’t in it, so that
ruins the surprise. The editing in this is awful. It will cut from scene to
scene, and it is almost always jarring. It literally cuts from as gruesome to
death to the introduction of the main “protagonists” of the movie without
warning. It makes transitions like this regularly throughout the movie. I hate
the cinematography too. It has this butt-ugly snot-yellow look to it for most
of the movie. Half the time, you can’t make out what’s even happening. The ending tries to pay homage to franchise as whole, but all that really does is make it feel legitimately insulting. This is
one of the ugliest fucking things I think I have ever had the misfortune to
watch. It isn’t the worst movie I have ever seen, but definitely is one of
them. Even the great R. Lee Ermey couldn’t save this movie.
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