QUICKIE: House of 1,000 Corpses (Rob Zombie, 2003)

I already loved House of 1,000 Corpses but with my relatively new found love of horror a rewatch amplified that love in a big way. In a sense, it is to The Texas Chain Saw Massacre what people say Kill Bill is to Lady Snowblood (I have yet to see Snowblood to verify this myself). In being an homage primarily to Massacre, it also exists as a twisted love letter to vintage horror in general. Zombie's raw vision is deliciously disturbed and the frequently intercut low-quality clips are beautifully unsettling.

Will it scare you? Not much. Will it make your skin crawl? Ohhh, yes. It's the type of film that mainstream audiences will watch and react to privately but go on later to bash it, popularly denying the thrills they experienced. Sure, it's not quite as good as Chain Saw Massacre, but it's close and if anything, seeing it makes the undeniably awesome sequel, The Devil's Rejects, that much more satisfying.