HOUSE's genius lies in its veritable catalogue of optical effects, displaying a virtuosity previously unseen from its maker. And yet, the film is more than just a sum of its traveling matte parts. True, its paper-thin plot does serve only to move from one novel death to the next, but this is the essence of all horror films. Like some giddy, crazed, superior version of THE ABOMINABLE DR PHIBES, HOUSE provides a fat-trimmed index of inventive ways to die, all with tongue placed firmly in cheek.
Doug McLaren
marzo 11, 2010