Thursday, 22 January 2015

The Last House on Dead End Street (1973)

A nasty, dirty, cheaply made grindhouse exploitation flick with arthouse pretensions and a hallucinatory finale in which Johnny Ramone makes snuff films by luring various beardy and hippy types to an abandoned house. There are issues with camera wobble, focus, dubbing, soundtrack hiss, stock quality, negative scratches and degradation, framing, and excessive voice-overs but this just adds to it's grimy 42nd Street feel. Get down in the gutter with Johnny and suffer baby.

Original letterboxd review

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