Day of the Woman aka I Spit on Your Grave

There's this rule that people should follow even if it is hard. Keep your damn clothes on. It's one of those pivotal actions that foreshadows the future, or lack of, for many characters in films. So when I found to my disgust Jennifer Hills, the main character, taking her clothes off to skinny dip in broad daylight in an unfamiliar territory, I couldn't help but groan with complete disgust. Thanks for making ladies look stupid as hell Ms. Hills, much appreciated! I quickly got over this fact when I realized her actual clothing didn't do much in the covering up department. The chick just doesn't like clothes and we all know scantily clad ladies never last long. I would also like to add that Jennifer looks like an anorexic version of Carrie.

The movie does a good job at making your flesh crawl with the use of a harmonica. You think the rape scene in Last House on the Left is bad, please. Just when you think the scene is over, it won't be, and you'll find yourself screaming at Jennifer to use her scrawny ass to fight back. She won't be very successful.

The last thirty or so minutes of the film seem pre-Kill Bill inspiring. When she finds herself capable of exacting revenge I was very skeptical that a 100 pound women could lift a man twice her size to his death. I'm sure you'll find it equally unbelievable. But than again, girl just got gang-raped and I'm pretty sure it wasn't all that enjoyable.. so I'll have to leave that situation open to possibility.
This death is quicker than necessary. I was hoping she would pull out some pliers, scissors or anything to equalize the punishment. As I finish the movie I wonder if she has it in her to exact an revenge worthy of Tarantino status. The second revenge delivers. No spoilers here.

I would have preferred to skip the first hour of the film. The dialogue is lacking and several attempts at solid one liners don't pull through. The Tub scene is probably the only part of the film that's satisfying and it's less than five minutes.

Cannibal Holocaust

I thought it fair to start with this film because of its infamous reputation for being one of the most censored films of all time. The film seemed so real when it was first released that director Ruggero Deodato had to prove the actors in the film were still alive. With scenes of actual animal slaughterings(six to be exact), graphic sexual violence and altogether gruesome violence galore, its censorship is not surprising. Don't take the last sentence as support for the censorship of any film.

I had taken a chance before watching the film to actually buy it first. I was either going to be a proud owner of a truly disturbing film or I was going to have to light it on fire and throw it out my window. Luckily, it wasn't all that bad. If I had to say what truly disturbed me was not the violence committed between the two different groups of people, but the actual animal killings. The slaughtering of a
coatimundi will bring along with it the sound of a dying animal you never want to hear again. It will haunt you.

As for the western people who commit the first atrocity against the tribe, they deserve what they get and when you watch the film you'll understand why.

The music through out the film caused me to burst out with extreme fits of laughter for its stark contrast to what was actually happening during specific scenes.

This is a movie you don't want to bring the family together to watch, that would be an altogether uncomfortable and short gathering. What makes the film so powerful is the strong commentary about society and culture it brings to the viewer. The violence is there for a reason. Watch the film.