Sleazy fur trader Jake Feldman will do anything for quality skin. When Jake crosses paths with fur trapper Jameson offering raccoon pelts caught at the sight of an ancient burial place, Jake jumps at the chance to cash in by stealing them in order to win the heart of a stripper named Shanna. But little does Jake know is that the raccoon pelts are cursed and will bring bloody revenge against anyone who touches them. Written by
Is it wrong for me to like 'Pelts' just because it's so darn excessive? As a horror fan, I shouldn't be so apologetic. Simply put, Dario Argento's efforts in the "Masters of Horror" arena are very offbeat, with stories that are far from his usual giallo/fantasy stylings, but still passionate about the excesses he holds so near and dear. God bless this dirty old man! 'Pelts' is an over-the-top supernatural exercise wherein trapper John Saxon (of Argento's "Tenebrae" and numerous other genre offerings) comes across some stunning raccoon pelts in a mysterious-looking shrine; but the skins come with a price, inflecting those who dare touch with murderous and/or suicidal tendencies. Argento gives us in-your-face gore, from a bear trap tearing off a face to a climactic act of self-mutilation that has to be seen to be believed. While creative gore is a given from this director, 'Pelts' also has its fair share of prurient, guilty-pleasure sleaze: if you like lesbians and sultry strippers (and hell, who doesn't?), then welcome aboard! While the film's tone is less serious than 'Jenifer' (Argento's season 1 offering), its escalating madness veers more into surrealism than camp. Contains an impressive, tongue-in-cheek performance from Meat Loaf Aday, as well.
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