The Texas Chainsaw Massacre: A Short Tribute to Tobe Hooper

I first saw The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974) about six or seven years ago when I was in college. It was a dark, disturbing, insane movie that pulls you down into the depths of a cannibal family’s world, where you may go mad along with the characters. The film wasn’t too my taste. Too dark and nihilistic. Having also watched it during a very bleak period of my life, I swore I’d never watch it again. Seriously, I would’ve walked out of the room if somebody turned it on and refused to switch away.

That all being said, I’ve never been in doubt of its success as a piece of film. It’s brilliant and expertly put together. With the death of its director and co-writer, Tobe Hooper, just a few days ago, I’ve looked back at the film a little through pictures, posters, and gifs as I think about that first, and so far only, viewing. I’m seeing it for the first time as the epitome of horror that it is. For the landmark in horror that it became. As a masterwork for a director sadly taken from this world. I’m even considering what was once unthinkable for me. I’m thinking of watching The Texas Chainsaw Massacre again. And I can think of no greater compliment for director than that.

Rest in peace, Mr. Hooper.

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Talking Pictures: Episode 5 – The Marx Brothers

Forgot to post this at the end of last month, but a friend and I discuss the good and the bad of the Marx Brothers’s first seven films, often considered their best work.

P.S. New podcast episode will be on the next few days.