A reporter and her cameraman connect a surviving Jonestown leader and a TV exec's missing son to a drug war where jungle installations are being massacred by an army of natives and a skilled white assassin.
A young woman teams up with an adventurer to find her missing sister in the jungles of New Guinea and they stumble upon a religious cult led by a deranged preacher whom has located his commune in an area inhabited by cannibals.
Grief-struck after the death of his wife, a young man attempts to keep her with him forever - by gutting her, stuffing her and replacing her eyes with glass eyes, turning her into a doll. But his bouts of insanity are just beginning.
Alex, a psychopathic mechanic, rapes a woman in the park. Later, a decadent couple pull into his shop needing car repair. They invite Alex and his mentally challenged buddy to join them at a decadent suburban party. Once there, Alex amuses himself by tormenting and raping the guests... Written by
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The film was initially rejected for a UK cinema certificate by the BBFC when first submitted in March 1981, and later found itself on the DPP list of "video nasties" when it was revealed that the uncut version was readily available on UK video. After it was eventually passed by the BBFC in July 2002, it was cut by 11 minutes and 43 secs, with almost all of the rape and violence either replaced or removed entirely. See more »
If it's called a "horror" film, doesn't it make sense to give the audience plenty of "horror" for their money? Ruggero Deodato, the director of CANNIBAL HOLOCAUST and CUT AND RUN, certainly thinks so, and that's why THE HOUSE ON THE EDGE OF THE PARK is such a damn fine pic.
Vocalist Tina Corsini's rendering of Riz Ortalani's "Sweetly" opens this grim chiller and its placement in the film is a masterstroke. After thug Alex (David Hess) rapes a woman in her car, we follow him and fellow thug Ricky (Giovanni Lombardo Radice) to a party at a house on the edge (or thereabouts) of a park. It is here that the film's tense, sexually-charged drama unfolds.
Deodato, a director of great skill and intelligence, conducts the tension like a maestro as Alex and Ricky upset their hosts and force several confrontations that end in assault and rape.
HOUSE depicts a microscopic class clash and strips all players bare until all that remains is animalism.
The film turns the throttle right up on the psychological violence while keeping the blood and guts to a natural, realistic level.
Hess is totally believable as Alex, as is Radice, Alex's marginally retarded offsider, who questions his loyalty to Hess when the situation threatens to ignite.
Climax raises questions that can not be adequately answered, but Deodato wraps everything up so swiftly you hardly have time to complain.
This is tense, rugged, uncompromising horror.
Bless the talent of Ruggero Deodato, a director who truly delivers the goods with a basket of style.
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