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Movie Review: Victor Crowley is the Best of the Hatchet Series!

 

Victor Crowley, the deformed and bullied child that grew up to be a monstrous, murder lovin’ madman (and ghost to boot), is back stalking and slaying in his bayou home ten years after the events of Adam Green’s cult slasher favorite Hatchet (2006). Now ol’ V.C. isn’t the only familiar face back on the scene as paramedic, and lone survivor of previous bloodbaths, Andrew has returned to tell his side of events (and promote his new book about the gruesome goings-on) on his ex-wife’s talk show. Before long, Andrew is offered an ass load of money to return to the swamp and record an interview for a national television show…so our hero, a camera crew, and that aforementioned ex-wife traipse right into the lion’s den (after a plane crash that is) because unbeknownst to them, a trio of aspiring film makers (hoping to shoot a fake trailer to raise the scratch to make a film about Crowley) have inadvertently resurrected Crowley by playing a recording of the voodoo incantation that brought him back oh those many years ago. What follows is a blood and gore caked game of cat and mouse where absolutely no one is safe from Crowley’s wicked wrath!

Every bit as hilarious and horrifying as the three films that preceded it, Victor Crowley is a solid gold, stalk n’ slay winner! The cast is fantastic, and filled with some of our genre legends including a hilarious turn from Sleepaway Camp‘s Felissa Rose as Andrews tough talkin’, pill poppin’ publicist, Tiffany Shepis as a potential victim with a secret, and of course Kane Hodder as Crowley his own damn self! Also of note are the glorious practical make-up and gore effects, with many (and I mean many) over-the-top set pieces guaranteed to make any gore hound lose control of his or her bodily functions! Finally, the uncomplicated story, unique and contained environment (the brunt of the film takes place within or just outside the wreckage of the airplane, and brisk eighty two minute run time makes this a rip roarin’ fright train that moves along like a bat out of hell itself!

The only negative your’s cruelly had with Victor Crowley is that it takes a minute for our antagonist to show up after the cold open segment. I always want more of the monster at all costs (and yeah, I know about building tension)…but is wanting even more of what is great in a film a bad thing?

Adam Green you’ve gone and done it you magnificent bastard; you’ve made one of the best slashers since the golden age of the genre itself (and managed to actually top the previous entries in your already rad-ass series)! If you were here right now I’d kiss ya (and to set the mood, these lips smell of box wine and nachos)…feel free to use that as your pull quote!

 

 

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