Hell, my neighbors called the cops on me for watching Lord of the Rings too loud. You will feel his breath on the back of your neck. The surround tracks give new meaning to the term 'aural pleasure,' assaulting your earholes with the soothing sounds of gurgling innards, tearing flesh and muffled weeping. Add to that the subtle use of the color brown, in what Tom Six calls his " Schindler's List Moments," and you've got your biggest Oscar snub of the year. Frame-by-bloody-frame, each image is a work of art, worthy of mounting on your wall. The crisp contrast of David Meadows' black and white cinematography is stunning in HD, highlighting every line of pain on the victims' faces, every blackhead on Martin's nose, every grain of salt and pepper in Bill Hutchens' scraggly beard. Tom Six had done it again!ĭiscriminating connoisseurs of filth will definitely want to catch this one on blu. But low expectations and behold, I found the film to be quite funny, as did the midnight crowd at the sold out screening I attended. The humor is what made The First Sequence so endearing, and I don't dig torture porn, so I went in with low expectations. Is HC2 a brilliant piece of meta-narrative deconstructing the critical response to the first film and the public's perception of horror fans? Or is the director of the 2.8 IMDB rated Gay In Amsterdam riding the shock train to Money Town? ( would suggest 'yes.') Friends who saw the film before me (who were also fans of the original) were disappointed, and called it a nasty piece of work that lacked the humor of its predecessor. And because movies are the Devil's work and cause people to do horrible things in real life, Martin decides to emulate his hero by constructing the ultimate human centipede. Heiter (which makes him a man after my own heart). Martin, a corpulent young parking attendant who avoids sunlight like a ginger, is a man obsessed with the exploits of one Dr. You see, in the world of the sequel, the first film was actually a film, not a sequence of real life events to be continued by the party of the second part. The Human Centipede 2 picks up where the first film left off. How can one cineaste appreciate such diametric opposites, you ask? My only response would be, "Embrace the mystery," delivered with a heavy Japanese accent.ĭo you really need a synopsis? Fine, I need to fill up space. Consequently, this review will be the reverse of my recent rundown of The Sunset Limited blu- it will focus more on the disc than the actual film. What is there to say about Tom Six's coprophagic endurance test that hasn't already been said? About as much as Martin had to say to his victims, I would think.
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