Herschell Gordon Lewis "Month" continues with The Gruesome Twosome (1967)
One of seven (!) films HG directed in 1967, this one gets closest to what makes the "Blood Trilogy" such a hoot: goofy, over-the-top gore, inconsequential plot, hysterical dialogue and brow-furrowingly bizarre bursts of humor. In particular, there's a long sequence set in a drive-in which alternates between two couples in a car and clips from the on-screen movie... and the movie clips are one of the damndest things anyone's ever dreamed up, a parody of art films where an unseen woman tries to proclaim her love to an unseen man whilst the unseen man proclaims his love for food on a picnic table. That's worth the price of a rental right there. The insane granny is pretty amusing too, making pseudo-philisophical proclamations and then consulting her pet stuffed leopard (!!) as to their veracity. (By the end of the film, I was hollering "Right, Napoleon????" and cackling like a lunatic every time anyone so much as finished a sentence.) The main character in the film, unfortunately, is an annoying, nosy twit going out with a monumentally insensitve prick. So whenever the film goes back to them (which is way too often), it gets dreary. But you shouldn't miss the side business (or the goofy gore) for anything.
Grade: C+
One of seven (!) films HG directed in 1967, this one gets closest to what makes the "Blood Trilogy" such a hoot: goofy, over-the-top gore, inconsequential plot, hysterical dialogue and brow-furrowingly bizarre bursts of humor. In particular, there's a long sequence set in a drive-in which alternates between two couples in a car and clips from the on-screen movie... and the movie clips are one of the damndest things anyone's ever dreamed up, a parody of art films where an unseen woman tries to proclaim her love to an unseen man whilst the unseen man proclaims his love for food on a picnic table. That's worth the price of a rental right there. The insane granny is pretty amusing too, making pseudo-philisophical proclamations and then consulting her pet stuffed leopard (!!) as to their veracity. (By the end of the film, I was hollering "Right, Napoleon????" and cackling like a lunatic every time anyone so much as finished a sentence.) The main character in the film, unfortunately, is an annoying, nosy twit going out with a monumentally insensitve prick. So whenever the film goes back to them (which is way too often), it gets dreary. But you shouldn't miss the side business (or the goofy gore) for anything.
Grade: C+
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