Written & Directed by Dante Tomaselli
Reverend Salo, Jr...Vincent Lamberti
A group of teens, so desperate to continue their High Life that they're willing to commit murder, escape from the hospital they were confined to and head to a secluded country home where an acquaintance--Father Salo, Jr.--lives. Partaking in a grab bag of mind-altering substances supplied by the preacher, things begin to go sour even before they arrive.
Tripping balls and seeing demons, the crazed leader of the pack murders the preacher and his wife immediately upon arrival, right in front of their fragile daughter Grace. And then strange things begin to happen.
Or something like that.
Horror is a drugged up, art house attempt at a horror flick that falls flat for me every step of the way. The drug sequences are unconvincing, the symbolism is forced and unclear, and the scares are minimal. There is some great imagery on display, but it takes more than a pretty picture to gain my appreciation. And the goat was the best actor in the cast.
The Amazing Kreskin appearing as Grace's grandfather is a novel attempt at stunt casting, but the display of his real life "mentalism" abilities is pointless and distracting, having nothing to do with the rest of the film. Or maybe it did, I don't know. I really couldn't follow this rambling mess of a movie.
I know that plenty of my esteemed fellow bloggers sing the praises of Horror, but for me this one falls into the category of films that tries way too hard to be a dark art piece, right next to the even worse Slaughtered Vomit Dolls. For better examples of this peculiar subgenre watch Actress Apocalypse, Fever Night, or anything by Jodorowsky.