Since the making of American Guinea Pig: Bouquet of Guts and Gore was announced there has been a frenzy of people clamoring to see this film, and after watching it for the first time is it warranted? Emphatically so. This film isn't just cinematic viewing, it's an exercise in personal thresholds of how much the viewer can actually stomach and still continue watching. The feel of this being grainy and gritty blurs the lines of believability causing you to question, "It's just a movie, this isn't real." but no matter how much you assure yourself, it has an uncanny ability to allow that little shred of doubt to seep in.
The torture is cathartic, unbridled and animalistic, at no time do you feel what you're watching is anything other than an obligation to take a life deemed worthy of this "attention". Orders are barked from masked men filming, shouting orders like a circus trainer would an animal that without direction would lash out uncontrollably. The imagery you're privy to is nothing short of grotesque and demented, and the FX are so life like that you easily become sucked into the atrocities that unfold.
This film firmly places it's foot down defiantly, it's claim is simple; "You will watch everything we have to show you, if you feel sickened, then you receive no sympathies. You have only yourself to blame.". Bouquet of Guts and Gore unapologetically captures your attention and holds it prisoner the entire duration of the film, and I for one can only show my gratitude to Stephen Biro and everyone involved for doing so.
The torture is cathartic, unbridled and animalistic, at no time do you feel what you're watching is anything other than an obligation to take a life deemed worthy of this "attention". Orders are barked from masked men filming, shouting orders like a circus trainer would an animal that without direction would lash out uncontrollably. The imagery you're privy to is nothing short of grotesque and demented, and the FX are so life like that you easily become sucked into the atrocities that unfold.
This film firmly places it's foot down defiantly, it's claim is simple; "You will watch everything we have to show you, if you feel sickened, then you receive no sympathies. You have only yourself to blame.". Bouquet of Guts and Gore unapologetically captures your attention and holds it prisoner the entire duration of the film, and I for one can only show my gratitude to Stephen Biro and everyone involved for doing so.