Review of The Last House on the Left (1972) by Eytan D — 24 Sep 2014
The marketing campaign advised "To avoid fainting, keep repeating: it's only a movie, it's only a movie..." Back in 1972, that's probably what people were doing. There's no denying that "The Last House on the Left" has a lot of importance in the horror genre.
It was one of the first drive-in grindhouse titles to really push the envelope during a dark, depressing time, which is really what the film is a reflection of. It's a film that's not afraid to expose human violence for all of its sick, disturbing realness.
If you're squeamish, this movie's not for you. But it also serves as a rough, gritty, significant rape-revenge shocker. Props to Wes Craven for that. However, by today's standards, it's a terribly made movie.
The camera work is messy, the acting isn't so hot, the cop comedy falls flat, and though the violence of the film is crucial, it has no eye for suspense. The remake rectifies that problem. But as bad as it is, the 1972 "Last House on the Left" can't be denied for its harsh, bitter social commentary.
This review of The Last House on the Left (1972) was written by Eytan D on 24 Sep 2014.
The Last House on the Left has generally received mixed reviews.
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