Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Next Generation (1995)

 

Genre: Horror/Slasher

Time: 1h 42mins

Director: Kim Henkel

Quick Summary: A group of teenagers get into a car crash in the Texas woods on prom night, and then wander into an old farmhouse that is home to Leatherface (Robert Jacks) and his insane family of cannibalistic psychopaths.

I don't see why people hate this one so much. Don't get me wrong, it isn't anywhere near the original two, but it's still a pretty good watch. 

The set-up was a bit slow, but once it gets going you realise this is actually pretty funny. It feels a little like a parody if I'm honest. The dialogue is awful and the acting is too, but I think that is what makes it funnier.

I think it still had elements of the original, especially the dinner scene. It was really creepy at times, though it wasn't as disgusting, the set pieces were equally as uncomfortable. It also follows the original with there not actually being a lot of gore, and focuses more on the demented nature of the characters.

Matthew McConaughey was pretty good as well. I loved how hectically insane he was and he delivers his lines pretty well. Leatherface is honestly hands down my favourite queer icon now, though sadly he isn't that interesting in this one.

The main problem with this one is that it makes no sense. The plot is incredibly messy and the ending just makes even more questions. But this is a simple, recklessly fun horror film. I think if you're looking to watch something without really thinking about it, give it a go.

6/10

"Bud's Pizza Attendant: Uh, Miss, I think there's something in your trunk...

Darla: Oh that's just somebody I got tied up back there."

"Heather: Barry, I saw you, you were kissing her.

Barry: Once, I kissed her once! God, it's like I can't even talk to my friends anymore, I can't believe how possessive you are."

"Darla: Why do blondes stick their heads out of car windows?

Heather: Why?

Darla: Get a refill.

Heather: [who is a blonde] I don't get it.

Darla: [explaining] Airheads."

"Sean: Is he gonna be okay?

Vilmer: The boy's dead.

Sean: No he's not. He's just passed out.

Vilmer: I said he's dead.

Sean: But he was just talking, like talking in his sleep.

Vilmer: Is that right? Well...

[snaps the victim's neck]

Vilmer: ...he's dead now."