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Lynn(Toni Lawrence-the daughter of Marc Lawrence)stabbed her father to death after he raped her.She believes that her daddy is still alive.She escapes from the asylum-stealing a car she flees into backwoods America,ending up at Zambrini's roadside diner.Zambrini(Marc Lawrence) has twelve pigs-he butchers people to feed his animals!"Daddy's Deadly Darling"/"Pigs" is another overlooked classic from early 70's.The script is wonderfully bizarre,the acting is pretty good and there is a bit of gore.The photography is grainy,even ugly looking at times-the film actually reminds me "The Texas Chain Saw Massacre","Last House on the Left" or "Eaten Alive".Some scenes are pretty creepy,so if you like horror movies give this little gem a look!
This film has many titles. Among them are "Pigs" "Daddy's Deadly Darling" and "The Strange Exorcism Of Lynn Hart". It was meant to be a star vehicle for the director, Marc Lawrence's daughter Toni Lawrence (if only she could act!) but turned out to be one of the only movies she ever made. It is filmed in the style of a "Last House on the Left" or "Texas Chainsaw Massacre" that grainy style of film making that always gives the viewer that "not so fresh" feeling. An often overlooked cult classic in it's own right "Pigs" is worth a one-time viewing for die hard horror fans but viewers beware the version currently in circulation that is being distributed by Troma is actually a censored version of the film (why anyone would care to bother censoring a film with so much of NOTHING in it is beyond me) it is missing a few key scenes (such as a scene where a victims hand is fed to the pigs) and is disappointingly void of extras (I would LOVE to hear how Marc Lawrence feels about this film nowadays or at least see the theatrical trailer for this sleaze fest).
Lynn has a problem. Her father abused her, raped her, and beat her. Lynn killed her father, was put in an asylum, and still believes her father to be alive. Lynn escapes from asylum and heads on the highway to get away. Thus is the first five minutes or so of Daddy's Deadly Darling(Pigs was the title of video I saw). Then comes on one of the best and most ridiculous songs for a horror movie I've seen in a long time, "Somebody's waiting for you." I have to admit it is a pretty catchy tune. The tune plays while Lynn drives away from her troubles till she comes to a small cafe in the middle of nowhere that has a position for employment open. She secures her job here as a waitress and soon creates a bond with the cafe owner. His name is Zambrini and he has a bunch of human flesh-eating hogs in the back. Well, the story really gets bizarre here when we see Zambrini feed a freshly dug corpse to his livestock. Lynn too seems to not haven gotten over her killing ways completely and the two work together going hog wild over their work. This film is actually pretty good. I mean it is not a a good movie, but it is a whole lot better than I expected and I think will exceed many of your expectations. Marc Lawrence wrote, produced, directed, and starred in this film. His daughter Toni plays Lynn. Lawrence is able to create a very eerie feel to the film despite the total lack of logic that exists in the script. Some of the scenes are dream-like and Lynn's nightmare scene is very powerful. Lawrence also does a fine job acting in his professional low-key style. His daughter isn't too bad either and let's just say she sure knows how to fill out a nightgown. The deaths are not particularly plentiful or gruesome. The rest of the acting is adequate with a couple of old ladies doing very well as neighbors complaining about the pigs next door. Watch out for video misrepresentation: one of the older women's names is Katherine Ross(she starred in one movie...this one!) but is given top billing on many videos to try and make you think this is the other Katherine Ross(The Graduate and The Legacy). All in all a better than expected cinematic experience.
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Possible minor spoilers.
This incredibly odd little picture (which I saw as Pigs) almost defies description. Mark Lawrence made the film as a vehicle for his daughter, Toni, with Jesse Vint appearing as a favor. Toni is Lynn Webster (referred to at the end, for some unexplained reason, as Lynn Hart), whose history of madness and patricide is relayed in less than five minutes. This loopy Linda Lovelace-lookalike then escapes the nut barn in a stolen Volkswagen and nurse's uniform. She ends up at a middle-of-nowhere cafe, working for Zambrini (Marc), who robs graves and feeds the corpses to his bloodthirsty pigs. When our busty, batty heroine is reminded of abusive rapist Daddy, she grabs the nearest sharp object and starts hacking. Zambrini and his pigs cover for her. The sheriff (Vint) mostly stands around looking puzzled.
Pigs is an absolute wonder to behold--jerky editing, leering camerawork, pointless characters, a funky soundtrack ("Somebody's waitin' for you/Somewhere down the road/Keep on drivin'...") that starts and stops of its own accord, an obvious double for Toni at the end...and somehow it all works brilliantly! It's like some bizarre hallucination from the brain of the disturbed heroine. Pigs squeal like rusty vaults being forced open, Lynn go-gos next to the jukebox, old women look scared--doesn't matter why. The acid-trip plot and cheap, over-saturated color give it a kind of creepy-beautiful tone reminiscent of an underground art film, with a perfect atmosphere of backwoods isolation. The Lawrences are terrific, particularly the appealing Toni, and the supporting players are quite convincing. The music makes me wish for a soundtrack LP. If a film ever had Cult Classic stamped all over it, it's this one.
Good Times! Marc Lawrence makes another memorable character in the old,
Zambrini - an ex-circus performer who supposedly came back from the dead
tragic high-dive. Well, now he owns and operates a little cafe in the
nowheresville and feeds his pigs dead humans after midnight. As luck
his newest employee of the cafe is a runaway psychotic from an insane
to cut up men who come on to strong to her. She is really the film's main
as it turns out, Daddy's Deadly Darling is actually Marc Lawrence's deadly
real life. Seems that he wanted to jump start his daughter's career so he
gave her the
lead. Well, unfortunately, she doesn't carry nearly enough quirkiness or
depth to bring
that character to life, unlike her father, who is a real gem to
As a director, Mr. Lawrence had some good ideas to make some creepy, uneasy scenes to watch, but the version I watched (called PIGS) was very choppy and sloppy from an editing standpoint and the camera seems to enjoy shooting things in pitch black darkness. That's low-budget for you, but there's still something charming about this otherwise standard '70s exploitation fare. And any movie that has Marc Lawrence in it is, by default, going to have something going for it.
Ladies and Gentlemen, the hall of 70's exploitation obscurity proudly presents "Pigs", a movie made by, made for and of course largely revolving on Pigs! Just in case you're looking for a totally incompetent yet strangely fascinating and one of a kind drive in class-sick, I warmly recommend this movie which Marc Lawrence (supportive cast member of such acclaimed classics as "Key Largo" and "The Asphalt Jungle") wrote, produced, starred in and directed entirely by himself! "Pigs", which is a much easier and equally appropriate title to use instead of the official "Daddy's Deadly Darling", blends two main story lines that are typical 70's exploitation guff (meaning: absurd and utterly tasteless), yet the wholesome feels refreshing and unique. The opening sequences introduce Lynn Webster. She's a beautiful and impressively voluptuous young girl who has just slain her father because he couldn't keep his hands to himself and a certain other body part inside his pants. One minor problem, however, Lynn refuses to accept her daddy is dead and she even escapes from the asylum to search for him. Why she desperately wants to be reunited with the guy who physically abused her is just one of the many weird kinks in the plot that remains unexplained and neglected. I guess it's because she's mentally unstable and those people tend to desire weird things. Anyway, she arrives at a remote countryside diner where funny farmer Zambrini employs her as a waitress. Zambrini has a couple of issues of his own, though. To a corpse he stole from the local morgue he explains how his pigs accidentally developed a taste for human blood. It started when they devoured a drunkard who fell asleep in their barnyard, but now they exclusively crave human flesh. The rest of the film is pure but amusing nonsense, with Lynn gradually losing whatever's left of her sanity and Zambrini desperately collecting corpses to keep his porkers satisfied. Jesse Vint stars as the handsome Sheriff investigating the odd events at Zambrini's farm and, like any other male character, he falls for Lynn's gorgeous rack. "Pigs" guarantees 80 minutes of uncompromising and demented 'Rednecksploitation' fun! Naturally it's a horrible film, complete with amateurish acting performances and dialogs that appear to have been written by the pigs, but trained admirers of cinematic 70's smut won't be able to resist it. The camera-work looks hideous, Marc Lawrence clearly never heard of editing and the make-up effects wouldn't even scare a child. "Pigs" also features a misfit but incredibly catchy theme song called "Somebody's Waiting For You" (misfit songs were almost obligatory in 70's drive-in classics) and the endlessly repeated "La la lalalla la la" tunes. Marc Lawrence donated the role of Lynn to his real-life daughter Toni, presumably to launch her career. It must have been awkward, for the both of them, to shoot all the sequences where she wears a revealing and too tight nightgown. Do I sense incestuous undertones? Sure, why not Everything goes in the wondrously twisted world of 70's exploitation, right?
Lynn Webster (Toni Lawrence, Marc's real-life daughter) is sent to an
asylum for shock therapy after killing her father when he tried to rape
her. She escapes, steals a car and ends up in a small farming town
where weird truck stop owner Mr. Zambrini (Marc Lawrence) gives her a
waitress job for room and board. The relationship ends up working out
nicely for both -- Lynn goes on a killing spree after almost getting
raped again, while Zambrini covers her ass by hacking up the bodies and
feeding them to his flesh-craving pet pigs he keeps pinned up behind
Familiar character actor Marc Lawrence made his directorial debut (and as 'F.A. Foss,' also his screenplay debut) with this very cheap and dark-looking, but fairly well-acted and sometimes creepy, low-budget backwoods horror flick. It laid unreleased for about 12 years, but I've seen worse.
This movie is often marketed under the title "Pigs!", but that's actually pretty misleading. Granted, there are in fact some pigs involved in this project, but if you want to see crazed hogs rampaging and eating people and whatnot, look somewhere else. I have no idea where, but definitely somewhere else. Instead, this movie focuses on a strangely attractive young woman who seduces men and then kills them. And then she feeds the victims to a bunch of local pigs, mainly to justify the alternative title. It's a pretty thin plot, but the surprisingly decent acting and the sheer brutality of it all manage to keep the show on the road. Also comes with a really weird lullaby soundtrack that's difficult to get out of your head.
A doolally feature so disjointed that it makes you feel like you've
been drinking Everclear all night, PIGS is one of the more
underrecognized films in the 70s horror canon. An attractive girl fresh
from the funny farm-(she killed her Father for you-know-what)-takes a
waiting job in a Mayberry-hick diner operated by an old wacko who keeps
a pen of flesh-hungry swine(a perfect disposal for those dead bodies
that keep turning up).
Enjoyable soup-kitchen quickie with a groovy bubblegum pop intro, PIGS is plenteous with off-base appeal, and is a moderately more proficient contribution than the standard hireling-level picture of its day.
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This was the only film edited by Irvin Goodnoff in his surprisingly long career in the movie biz. When you watch Pigs, you''ll understand why ol' Irv never got around to picking up the scissors and glue again. Quite simply, this is one of the most poorly edited films ever made: rife with continuity errors, incredibly sloppy quick cuts, and general ineptitude, Pigs defies almost every rule in the Big Book of Film Grammar. As a result, much of the film plays like an experimental effort with psychedelic overtones, which (depending on your point of view) renders the whole thing either unwatchable or a must-see junk movie classic. I would love to know what inspired screen heavy Marc Lawrence to write, direct, and star in this film, which also features his daughter Toni in the lead role of a woman who escapes from Camarillo State Hospital only to stumble across Farmer Zambrini's swine facility. Zambrini (Lawrence pere) feeds his hogs premium feed--human flesh--but local lawman Dan Cole (Jesse Vint) isn't convinced this is against the law. The film fosters the bizarre notion that the pigs somehow 'become' those they've eaten! Filled with thunderous hog squealing, human screams, groovy music, and lots of fish-eye lens footage, Pigs is never boring--and the acting is, by and large, very good. Ignore Troma's DVD and wait for someone like Code Red or Scorpion to give this film the lavish special edition treatment it clearly deserves!
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