HOLLYWOOD CHAINSAW HOOKERS - A Fred Olen Ray cheapie that carries the heady aroma of your nineties high street VHS rental outlet (the one near me smelled of chip fat and damp carpet). You know you're not getting Ingmar Bergman with a title like that, but even so, its 'comedy' was a bit broad for my taste. Playing fair, there were things I liked - Gunnar Hanson as a cult leader in a silken cowl, Linnea Quigley, the cod-Philip Marlowe detective guy and his voiceover, the silly gore scenes that amount to juggling a few rubber limbs and the contents of a ketchup bottle. Just the unrelenting cheapness, somehow matched with good lighting... and despite their dedication to lousy taste, there's a wit to many Olen Ray films, and a delight in schlock that looks genuine. There's also the feeling of watching something just very late eighties / early nineties, or the memory of reaching for that clambox up there on the shelf.
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