Henry, an emotionally distant man, spends his spare time killing innocent people for seemingly no reason. He also trains his protege and best friend Otis in his ways, though with restrictions that the simpleton often seems to forget. Soon, Otis' sister Becky arrives in town, and while she tries to earn money to support her daughter, she begins to fall for the mysterious and cold Henry...
Before he was making a younger generation incredibly nervous on The Walking Dead, Michael Rooker was making audiences feel unsettled and disturbed with this highly praised piece of cinema, based somewhat loosely on the life of serial killer Henry Lee Lucas. Henry has been on my "To Watch" list for what seems like an eternity, and like Thirst, I regret waiting this long to view it.
Let's get this out of the way right now: if you find yourself easily upset by violence against women, or don't like murderers with zero emotion (i.e. no smartass quips), this will most likely turn your stomach. Henry (the film and the title character) make no mistake with being brutally honest with the handling of its subject matter, and casting Michael Rooker was the best choice they could have made. He is downright chilling, with near hints of humanity poking through his cold exterior and demeanor. His protege Otis (Tom Towles) is just as reprehensible, if not more so. He's what most folks would consider the "archetype" of the crazy murderer: stupid, bloodthirsty, potentially incest-inclined, and just downright ugly. The film's just as much about him as it is the title character. A rape scene involving both of the men managed to disturb even myself, and I have a pretty iron stomach these days.
The only real complaint with the film involves a subplot with the character of Becky (Tracy Arnold). Don't get me wrong, she's fantastic, and the character itself is well written, but the film seemed to forget her potential romantic entanglement with Henry until the very end. When they bring it up again though, its handled fittingly. I was almost ready to ask why in the world there seemed to be no law enforcement in sight, but we're given a reasonably understandable explanation as to why that is (that and sometimes cops are just dumb).
This is an excellent piece of work, despite (or perhaps even because) of its low budget. As I mentioned above, there is some off-putting material for those who don't frequently watch horror films, but otherwise, this is nearly essential stuff. Bravo.
Alas, tomorrow is Halloween. This year's "Unseen Terror" will come to a close, and it'll close with a bang. What is this classic film I've never seen that I'll be reviewing? Stay tuned!
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