Geez, where do I even begin? This movie gave me smiles from beginning to end. Why is that? Well, I guess what it comes down to is that The Scarehouse was no more and no less than what you would expect out of a classic revenge flick. No, no…I lie. It’s more. It’s sleek, sexy, bitchy, fun, gory, and humorous (where it needs to be). God it’s gory. Deliciously.
The movie was written, directed, produced, & edited by Gavin “One Man Band” Booth and stars, among a cadre of total kick ass women, his wife Sarah Booth, whose duties also included co-writing the story, co-producing, and casting!). Now I don’t know about you all out there, but the thought of working with your spouse is almost a horror movie in and of itself. Could you even imagine?! Yucky. Well the Booth’s seem to have pulled it off exceedingly well, and it’s reflected for the entire 84 minutes. Never once did I get the sense that Sarah’s performance was inhibited by the presence of her husband. Truthfully, I think you’d be able to spot it if there were any hesitation present. Respects to both of them for making that disconnect for the sake of the film.
Wait, you wanted to know about the movie? Ok. Well, without any spoilers, the movie is about 2 good friends who concoct an elaborate plan inside of a haunted house (it was even filmed in an actual haunted house attraction in Windsor, Ontario) to seek revenge on their former sorority sisters that wronged them in the past. It gets brutal quick, but does so in such a manner that is 100% enjoyable and fresh. We are treated to great acting, solid character development (we get to know the perfect tasty morsel amounts of what we need to about the sorority sisters via great flashback cuts), gruesome twists and turns around almost every corner, and a refreshingly hefty portion of some fun-lovin’, let’s-play-and-get-naked-and-say-cunt-a lot girl time. What’s not to love, right? Listen carefully, and you’ll also be privy to a nice array of well-placed smartass comments and witty sidebar from those innocent souls who are actually there to enjoy the haunted house. All of this culminates into an ending unlike any other, and one at which you will certainly gasp. I’m thinking about it again, and you won’t even believe.
I could go on and on, but I’d be inching closer to fanboy status, and you all know how I try to avoid that. I loved the movie. I did. It’s simple, effective, direct, brutally wild-eyed and entertaining, and smart to boot. I think that’s what distinguishes it from other similar horror flicks. It’s a super smart film. Remember how there used to be a wide range of hot sauces and then Sriracha moved on to the hot sauce scene and we were all like, “Holy shit…now THIS is hot sauce!!!”? Yeah, that’s what The Scarehouse is for revenge flicks. So…you know…go ahead, put it on your eggs.
It’s easily a 7.5 out of 10 on ye’ old cleaver scale for me, and I’m just little ol’ me. This also marks the 1st time ever that Bob and I have had the same rating on a film. Hell, it’s already won “Best Feature” at the NYC Horror Film Festival, so that should tell you something right there. The DVD comes out next month, and I know I’ll own a copy. Don't be THAT person to be caught withouth.
You can catch Gavin and Sarah on Twitter @gavinbooth and @sarahfilmbooth and the movie @ScareHouseMovie.