A profound misogynist, Conner has created here a gruesome odalisque starring in her own Thea ^ tre
du Grand Guignol.
It reminds me of what the final director of the actual Theatre
du Grand Guignol told Time when he closed the venue in 1962: «We could never equal Buchenwald.»
Not exact matches
Even most of the death scenes feel rushed, highlighting the PG - 13 rating that the film has secured, and one
does miss the
Grand Guignol extravagance of the Final Destination franchise.
If the spirit of Busby Berkeley lives on in «Reefer Madness,» so
does the
Grand -
Guignol style of George Romero, in the blood - spattered scenes of mayhem, the staggering zombies, the beheadings, the odd impaling and occasional taste of cannibalism.
When this movie violates its own case and crosses into the
Grand Guignol - for example, the close - ups of the skin flying off a woman's back as she's whipped - the excess feels much more egregious than if a bad movie
did the same.
«A tense, absorbing pursuit Western that turns into a
Grand Guignol gorefest, Bone Tomahawk is what you might get if you crossbred The Searchers with The Texas Chain Saw Massacre, or maybe Cannibal Holocaust... There's an elegance to Bone Tomahawk that doesn't let up even when it veers into cult - movie territory.»
A lot of that stuff came from
doing research on The
Grand Guignol.