Random pick out of the box yesterday and this was one of them. Rawhead Rex is a bad film but its a goooood bad film....
Clive Barker is an amazing writer and miles better than Stephen King, his characterisation and storylines are truly disturbing but the most important point is he doesn't meander around like a lost puppy with his narration. Book Of Blood anthologies are where what I have just stated about Barker get proven true. Rawhead Rex started life as a short story and made it to the big screen in 1986 with George Pavlou (this was to be his last Directorial feature for reasons which should become obvious) who had previously brought Barker's Underworld to screen. The cast of Rawhead Rex is made up of people that you sort of recognise but cant exactly put a name to the face (think Lair of the White Worm without Grant, Capaldi and Donohoe) What follows is a film that is bad from the outset and continues to be bad throughout with a short spell of really bad in the middle. It is the sort of film in that the eighties became known for a straight to VHS classic and yet I cant help enjoying it.
Rawhead Rex is a demon that has been asleep for centuries and is kept asleep by a giant stone memorial stone thing, under a field somewhere in rural Ireland. When the stone is disturbed by a stupid farmer Rawhead is awakened and he is in a foul mood. The film follows his rampage and only one man can stop him, a tourist on holiday with his family from America. That's it! The acting is just about watchable and the visual fx are what you would expect from a low budget horror film in the mid eighties. It would be fair to say that time has not been kind to Rawhead Rex and Clive Barker wasn't impressed with it on release!
Rex couldn't understand why he was rejected for the Vape advert |
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