I Spit On Your Grave
Did the world want or need a re-make?
First question. Did Silent Shadow enjoy watching both I Spit on Your Grave films? I’ll be completely honest. No! Please make no mistake. The Shadow is not saying the films are inept, or poorly made. Ask yourself the question. Would you relish watching someone being brutally and repetitively raped?
When I saw that Meir Zarchi’s film had been remade, the first thought I had was “does the world really need a reboot of a film that people literally spat on?” The first film really brought home how sick and twisted the human mind can be and, worse still, what those thoughts can make individuals do.
The 1978 release was, and still is, a fucking dirty and gritty movie. It bears a simplistic plot, which sees a young woman rent a cabin in the woods to write a novel. From here the story is transparently simple. Four men throughout one day take it in turns, to savagely sexually assault her. What makes the molestation even harder to view, is the way the poisoned snakes play with their pray. They release her into the wild like an injured bird, just so they can stalk her; and repeat their guilty pleasure.
The 2010 re-release never really captured the same animality as its predecessor. Jennifer Hills, played by the scrumptious Sarah Butler, did the great job of reinventing the revenge aspect; but failed in the overall innocence delivered by Camille Keaton in the seventies. What blew The Shadow’s mind about the original release, was that Jennifer allowed these tainted animals to once again rape her, despite the sheer ordeal she had just experienced, only to leave THEM vulnerable, THEM the unwilling recipients of her own trial and ultimate retribution.
As mentioned before; the jazzed-up, glitter-ball re-release does two distinct things which save it from just being another re-make. The first noticeable tweak you will notice, is that the film-makers have updated to the present audience. We have traded our typewriters for laptops and, more pleasing to the eye, pubic hair has now been removed for hygiene and comfort. Secondly, are the imaginative extremes our new generation femme fatale goes to to take revenge and kill her huntsman. The fundamental problem with this approach, is that more un-necessary time is cannon-foddered to this and not really into making us. You! The view to really care that she was attached in the first place. Audiences will recognize the final act of the movie as the Saw franchise. Jenny offs her meat with creative style, replicating a mirrored attack so to speak.
For The Shadow, the stand out moment is in 1978 when spunky Jennifer entices Johnny back to her chambers and seduces him, in the bath tub. Mere moments later she carves his manhood off like piranha ripping flesh from the bone; bath water churning red. Miss Hills locks stumpy Johnny in the bathroom, sits down in the next room as if nothing has happened. But it’s the screaming from Johnny in the background “I can’t stop it bleeding” that makes the original stand out from the revamp. Sends shivers down my spine and shaft. The film is unpleasant and straight to the point.
The new generation tries to shock but it’s nothing we haven’t seen before. At the end of the day, the film is about gang rape; and it does not matter how much money you throw at it, you can’t polish and sugar-coat a turd.
Silent Shadow’s Judgement
I Spit On Your Grave 1978: 6/10
This woman has just cut, chopped, broken and burned four men beyond recognition… but no jury in America would ever convict her! I SPIT ON YOUR GRAVE … an act of revenge (US 1983 re-release)
I Spit On Your Grave 2010: 5/10
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