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Texas Chainsaw

by Ken Tasho
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Thursday Jun 6, 2013
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Just when you thought it was safe to put away your chainsaw for the season comes yet another chapter in the never-ending "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre" series. This fifth entry, not counting 2003’s remake and its subsequent prequel, is the worst of the bunch, lacking scares, humor, and a sense of style.

Inexplicably titled just "Texas Chainsaw," it was released in 3D to theaters and is offered here on Blu-ray in both 3D and 2D versions.

Billed as a direct sequel to the 1974 original "Texas Chainsaw Massacre," 2013’s entry picks up at the exact moment the much better original ends. The moment after survivor Marilyn Burns screams her bloody head off, the film moves to the Sawyer house and the townsfolk burn their house to the ground.

A baby girl survives (and so does Leatherface) and the film flashes forward to present time, which would make Heather (Alexandra Daddario) in her late 30’s, yet she is a young 20-something.

When she receives a letter saying she’s inherited her late grandmother’s house, she goes on a road trip with her boyfriend (Trey Songz) and an array of slasher film fodder. This is where "Texas Chainsaw" veers into insipid and derivative horror film territory, where characters split up, get naked, and basically do stupid things.

Songz, whose glistening bare torso should get separate billing in the film credits, has no acting ability....yet Daddario makes a decent modern scream queen.

Blu-ray special features include multiple commentaries, with both current "Texas Chainsaw" actors as well as alumni from previous films. On-set featurettes and documentaries on the series’ legacy are also included, generously clocking in at over one hour.



"Texas Chainsaw"
Blu-ray
www.lionsgatebluray.com

Ken Tasho is a Corporate Drone by day and Edge Contributor by night. He has a love for all things ’80’s and resides in the Wayland Square area of Providence, RI...but would much rather be sharing an apartment in NYC with ’80’s rock goddesses Pat Benatar and Deborah Harry.

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