Review of The Last House on the Left (1972) by Paul J — 26 Nov 2010

It's raw, believable and feels like a documentary at times. The broad daylight sadism in the woods sets a tone that is both honest and unflinching. It's an ugly and perverted film. Craven's youthful horror film has a ton of energy and rage.

In comparison to Bergman's original Virgin Spring, this film is crap. However, the film has stood the test of time and remains a vital and brutal horror film. The actors definitely help sell it. (Who would have thought that the director would grow up to make something as tame as Scream?) Despite its very obvious flaws, the technique is assured and the cinema verite style works.

Craven himself edited it and remarkable actor Hess did the music. All of which adds to the maniacal approach. The poor actresses who had to endure this insanity! That said, I think it's an important film, especially considering it was made in '72.

The highlight being, when the killers pick off the grass from their hands. The realization of what they've done sinks in. It's introspective, darkly pathetic and the pathos transcends the amateurish quality of this savage film.