(US/Canada - 2011)
I MELT WITH YOU takes a turn toward the ludicrous by the time it's all over, though it takes itself dead seriously throughout. Regardless of how you feel about it--and good or bad, this film DOES provoke a reaction--there's no denying the commitment of the four leads, particularly Jane. Pellington gets a bit too preoccupied with showboating and directorial wankery at times, with stylistic flourishes left over from his music video days, but it really does feel like a John Cassavetes film amped up on E and coke and even darker and more bitter in tone. Many will find I MELT WITH YOU unpleasant and unwatchable, and I really can't argue against that. But part of me admires it for unapologetically being what it is and not really giving a fuck what anyone thinks. (R, 122 mins)
THE HUMAN CENTIPEDE II (FULL SEQUENCE)
(US/The Netherlands - 2011)
The plot, such as it is, has the HUMAN CENTIPEDE-obsessed Martin abducting victims and trying to create a 12-person human centipede as a tribute to his favorite movie. Renting an abandoned warehouse in dreary, constantly rainy London, he leaves his victims there until he attains his ultimate prize--HUMAN CENTIPEDE co-star Ashlynn Yennie, who he somehow lures to London by claiming to be holding auditions for a Quentin Tarantino film. Lacking the surgical expertise of Laser's Dr. Heiter character, Martin resorts to tools, kitchen utensils, a staple gun, and duct tape to create his mouth-to-anus magnum opus. So Six gives us close-up shots of rectums being sliced open, lips stapled to anuses, knee tendons being sliced, etc. And because of the sloppy, unsanitary surgery (the warehouse is filthy even before the floor is coated in human waste), the ass-to-mouth fusion isn't exactly airtight, so when the laxatives kick in....need I continue? Six is currently shooting THE HUMAN CENTIPEDE III (FINAL SEQUENCE), which I can only imagine involves the coprophilic auteur taking audience contempt to new extremes by going door-to-door to force-feed fans a bucket of his own feces. (Unrated, 88 mins). This review was originally published on the Mobius Home Video Forum in October 2011 and pertains to the unrated theatrical version streaming on Netflix (which is apparently missing the full "masturbation with sandpaper" scene), not the uncut 91-minute version on DVD/Blu-ray. Which means, yes, it gets even sicker.
(US - 2011)