The filmmakers on HOME SWEET HOME seemed to think that they had an ace in the hole with the casting of a very bulked-up and intimidating-looking Steinfeld, but all those muscles are for naught if we don’t even get up close and personal on the visera he wrought upon that house.įor the most part, our actors make passable performances out of some truly craptastic dialogue. My rule for bad 80’s slasher films is go whole hog with either the story or the gore - bonus if it’s both! If you have a horror film with terrible dialogue and plot, up the ante on the gore, and vice versa. Maybe they couldn’t afford the SFX work aside from one particular scene, as 40% of the budget had to go for renting that huge ranch and the other 60% was reserved for Steinfeld’s free-weight rental fees on set. Sadly, even though the body count is a very respectable nine kills for this film, there is very little gore to be had. A severed leg? A drumstick? The cinematography is as murky as the plot, which is razor thin to say the least. Half the film is so dark, I spent most of the time trying to figure out what the hell I was looking at. Listen, I’m a person that tries to find the positive in just about everything, but HOME SWEET HOME looks like someone strapped a Vaseline-covered Zenith VM6200 camcorder to a housecat with a neurological disorder. There are skull crushes, stabbings, head-slammings, and garrotings galore as he proceeds to gleefully lay waste to our characters one by one. Once Jay cuts the power to the house, all hell breaks loose. We also meet Mistake ( PETER DE PAULA), who is Harold’s son, but more on that guy later. ![]() Once he gets to Harold Bradley’s ( DON EDMONDS) ranch, it’s a turkey-shoot for Jay, as the rest of the gang have gathered to celebrate Thanksgiving, including Harold’s tenant Scott ( DAVID MIELKE), Scott’s girlfriend Jennifer ( COLETTE TRYGG), Harold’s girlfriend Linda ( SALLEE YOUNG), her friend Gail ( LEIA NARON), and Harold’s adorable daughter Angel, ( VINESSA SHAW). At that point, we are off to the races as Jay promptly runs over an old lady on his way outta Dodge, brandishing a tattoo on the back of his hand that looks like a crappy nightclub stamp reading, “home sweet home”, and a maniacal laugh that sounds like the Joker by way of Brooklyn. In a film filled with kills, it’s this scene that is perhaps the most disturbing as Jay quickly gets those Special K sweats, moaning in pleasure as he proceeds to inject the drug right into the underside of his tongue. ![]() ![]() We quickly find out that Jay doesn’t want a beer, he wants that sweet, sweet Phencyclidine, otherwise known as PCP or Angel Dust. Once he’s escaped, he promptly strangles a guy chilling in a station wagon who offers him a beer. ![]() This, of course, begs the question, what the hell happened to Jay inside that asylum, because he’s supposed to be 26, but looks like he’s 42 and works out with the garage door to his house open so the whole neighborhood can drink in his lats (he’s worked hard on them, guys). The film opens up with our killer, Jay Jones ( JAKE STEINFELD), escaping from his mental asylum, where he has been for the last eight years, after he beat both his parents to death when he was eighteen.
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