Oh brother. All these new films trying to pay "homage" to slasher films of the 80s...NEED TO STOP! "All through the House" is no exception.
As in the same vein of those films, the director, writer, producer-- whomever--decided all they need for a movie was a lot of boobs, fake blood, over the top not-so-special effects, and dialogue that has to be heard to be believed. It would seem that in this part of California, it's hot one minute and then cold enough to snow the next. Every family has a potty-mouth for a grandmother. The only conversation between any married couple or dating partners goes something like this, "Hey babe. Are you feeling frisky?" Then it's time for the woman to prance around in some sort of sexy undergarments, pose in a provocative (nudge/nudge, wink/wink) manner, then get offed while her husband is made penis- less.
The film TRIED (but miserably failed) to tell a story, but the director was too busy selling the T & A aspect of this film to try to keep the film on track. It is lacking in any originality, borrowing heavily from "Sleepaway Camp" and the last redo of "Texas Chainsaw Massacre." If you cannot figure out what is going on before the final *gasp* "reveal," you need to turn in your Hardy Boys/Nancy Drew badges.
Unrated for constant boobage, castrations, penis dismemberment, language, and nudity. P. U.
As in the same vein of those films, the director, writer, producer-- whomever--decided all they need for a movie was a lot of boobs, fake blood, over the top not-so-special effects, and dialogue that has to be heard to be believed. It would seem that in this part of California, it's hot one minute and then cold enough to snow the next. Every family has a potty-mouth for a grandmother. The only conversation between any married couple or dating partners goes something like this, "Hey babe. Are you feeling frisky?" Then it's time for the woman to prance around in some sort of sexy undergarments, pose in a provocative (nudge/nudge, wink/wink) manner, then get offed while her husband is made penis- less.
The film TRIED (but miserably failed) to tell a story, but the director was too busy selling the T & A aspect of this film to try to keep the film on track. It is lacking in any originality, borrowing heavily from "Sleepaway Camp" and the last redo of "Texas Chainsaw Massacre." If you cannot figure out what is going on before the final *gasp* "reveal," you need to turn in your Hardy Boys/Nancy Drew badges.
Unrated for constant boobage, castrations, penis dismemberment, language, and nudity. P. U.