My first experience with horror films was a slasher film. I'm pretty sure it was Jason Takes Manhattan edited to death on USA. I remember being only slightly scared and laughing as Jason met another demise in the NYC sewer system. I told my mother, who never gave a toss to emotional scarring, and she said that was nothing and I had to watch the original. From there I graduated to Nightmare on Elm Street, Halloween, Sleepaway Camp...
I didn't sleep much but damn were my friends jealous of my viewing habits.
Where was I?
Oh, right. Slasher films. Imagine filming a documentary in a world where slasher greats like Michael Myers and Freddy Krueger actually exist and you get Behind the Mask: The Rise of Leslie Vernon. The documentary crew follows up-and-coming psycho killer Leslie Vernon as he prepares for the odious task of killing off a houseful of teenagers.
Leslie works under the "rules" set forth by his killer role models, sort of Scream-esque where sexual freedom is a one way ticket to an axe to the head and you should never tell anyone that you will "be right back".
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On a one to five star rating system, I'd give Behind the Mask a solid three. The idea was a refreshing change of pace from the tired new horror that Hollywood has been ramming down our throats since the first Paranormal Activity. The humor was definitely suffering from a lack of timing. Parts that should have been funny weren't and parts that seemed to be serious were delivered in an almost slapstick manner. But maybe I just don't get the nuances of black comedy horror genre.
Have you seen it?
How did it make you feel?
Do you hate horror movies and wish I would talk more freely about my secret love of rom-coms?
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