Cinema that makes you want to shower

Rating: 1/10 (24 March 2006)

Tonight I went to see, "The Hills Have Eyes" with my sister, roommate, and another friend of ours. While the film showed spurts of originality, it was generally predictable. The only thing in it that shocked me was how far they went. The first word that comes to mind is "exploitation" and the second is "rape".
And I don't mean that I found the rape scene to be explicit... what I mean is that I find the idea of forcing a woman's shirt open while you have a gun pointing at her infant is putting something in my head that I would have never agreed to be placed there. There is some level of... trust that you give a director, a producer, a writer when you go to see their film.
You have come to be frightened. To gasp. To jump. To walk outside seventy minutes later feeling like everything is fine and you don't live in the desert anyway. You don't come to leave with a headache, arguing with your friends about how they movie simply WENT TOO FAR.
Sitting in the theater I literally felt like someone was taking my deep love and attachment to my own family and using it to horrify me. Let me explain. I like being scared. I like being on roller coasters that go upside down and take sharp turns. But once, I went on a roller coaster that wasn't just going upside down  it was starting and stopping so quickly that it threw me around and bruised me up. It wasn't just scary, in fact, it wasn't very scary at all. It just hurt a whole lot.
At the point where I was beyond being frightened and started to feel hurt, I saw a couple a few rows in front of me get up and walk out. It was like someone had stopped the ride. I didn't have to be subjected to something just because I was in the middle of the row. I got up and walked out, too.
According to my friends, the rest of the movie was mostly predictable. The ending a little less so. The four of us went outside and started chatting.
"I wanted to walk out when you did," my sister explained, "but I wanted to know what happened. I wanted to see the people triumph." "They went too far," was all I could say.
At this moment, all I feel like doing is calling the director and the writer(s) of that movie and telling them that every penny they make off that movie is blood money. That they didn't create the kind of movie that scares you and then slowly fades away when you step outside the theater. That the monsters in the movie aren't mutated miners  that the REAL monsters in the movie are all named in the credits.
I may not be able to get back the $6.50 I spent to be violated on a Friday night, but I hope I can do one small things. I can stop other people from making the same mistake. Don't go The Hills Have Eyes. It's disgusting. And PLEASE don't go see it JUST to see how DISGUSTING it is. I promise you, slowing down to leer at this car crash is just an idiotic way to cause another accident.