Days 3 & 4: In which Jeff Goldbloom gets a makeover, and Leatherface is born

God did not intend for blogging to occur during weekends, so I'm going to be combining the weekend posts into one-shot quickies.

In David Cronenberg's The Fly, Jeff Goldbloom is introduced to "the flesh" by Gina Davis, and subsesquently transformed into a giant, walking, pus-oozing scab. Draw your own conclusions. This movie rocks the fucking house.

Twelve years prior to its release, in 1974, Tobe Hooper was working on a little low budget job called The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Shot in the Austin area (Leander, I think?) and produced for less than nothing, this film pretty much invented the "slasher" subgenre. How's that for cultural significance? Last night was the first time I had watched it in several years, and holy FUCK it holds up just as strong as ever. The "grandpa" scene - shiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!!

So it was a good weekend of horror, now let's hope this week's flicks hold up equally well.

Tomorrow: The Shining