Nothing like an ultra-violent revenge fantasy to get you going in the morning, you know what I mean? To be honest, readers, when I heard about this remake I wasn’t too interested. I hadn’t seen the original — I’ve always been more willing to let grindhouse pictures find their way into my life than to seek them out — and I wondered if I would find much to relate to in the movie. After all, I don’t even own a pair of rusty gardening shears.
But! Then I stumbled across the plot synopsis on IMDB, which included a crucial piece of information I’d not had before:
A writer who is brutalized during her cabin retreat seeks revenge on her attackers, who left her for dead.
(Emphasis mine.) Why did no one tell me about that sooner? If there’s anything I can relate to, it is a writer’s innate and out-of-control desire for vengeance. It feels like just yesterday I left a rabid raccoon hidden in a Trader Joe’s "Salty and Sweet" gift basket on the stoop of the guy who forced me to eat uncooked pizza dough in tenth grade. (It was actually last Wednesday.)
That being said, Scanner readers, what are your thoughts on violent revenge fantasies captured on film? Normally I avoid them, because the joy I take in them leaves me a bit queasy, but sometimes I think they’re awesome (like Inglourious Basterds, but I could ramble on about whether it is really the crazy revenge fantasy it appears to be for hours, so I won’t.) But maybe you like them. Tell me why!