Video version of this
review:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DOn5SnHhwyk
https://archive.org/details/follies
Blood and guts action from 1980s France, that
as you might expect from an amateur super 8 film made by gorehounds with only
fellow gorehounds in mind, cuts right to the heart of what the era's slasher
films were all about, namely peeps getting carved up with chainsaws, chopped up
with axes, stabbed, and meeting pick axes head on....with none of that pesky
dialogue or character development to get in the way of painting the screen red.
Very much in the same league as the trashy,
chunkblowing antics of Nathan Schiff (Weasels Rip My Flesh), Andreas Schnaas
(Violent Shit) and fellow countryman N.G Mount (Ogroff-The Mad Mutilator), it's
one for those that can still connect with their gore fixated teenage selves who
worshiped Chas Balun, Tom Savini and Fangoria magazine....and are able to put a
mental block on how inept and repetitious it all is. Le Plot?...errr a masked
killer stalks and kills a woman, then stalks and kills another woman...then
stalks and kills yet another woman...rinse, repeat for about forty minutes or
so, after which that thing that happens to Joe Spinell at the end of Maniac,
also happens here (the killer's identity and motivation represent the only real
flashes of originality). Still, check out that scene where the girl gets killed
in the car and wonder if they managed to clean off all that red paint from
dad's car after they'd finished filming- such are the follies of low budget,
gore obsessed filmmakers.
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