The young people of today may not realize just how scary the word Satanist used to be here in the United States. You see, being a Puritanical society most people had a fear of God. But if there was one thing that could scare them even more then God it was Satan. And thanks to Hollywood hits like The Exorcist and Rosemary’s Baby those fears were suddenly rationalized in celluloid.

Yes those kindly old neighbors are trying to stealthily allow Satan to rape you in your sleep. And yes, the reason your daughter has started cursing and crab walking everywhere is because she is possessed by a demon. And yes, that scary blind man constantly sitting in that chair in the attic is guarding the gateway to Hell.
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It’s been a tough week for writing reviews for me. Coupled with watching some atrocious movies that suck my will to go on, I’ve had to deal with a nasty little cold that makes me want to fall asleep every time I sit down. So as you might see watching a movie hasn’t been the easiest of tasks this week. It has been such a struggle that I didn’t finish the film that I was going to write on this week until late last night, leaving me with little time to write anything worthwhile to post up on the site. So if this week’s review is a little short or bland I am apologizing now for sucking.

I was hoping that this week’s choice would be impervious to my week long doldrums, due to the fact it is an Australian cult film, and there are few things I love more then Australian cult films. Granted this small obsession has only matriculated in the past five years or so, ignoring the first seeds planted by the Mad Max films a good twenty years earlier, but there is just something about them that always catches my attention.

But the choice for this week’s entry was brought about a week earlier after watching Doomsday. After spending 100 minutes enjoying the hell out of that movie I was suffering from a serious craving for genre films from the 80’s. And since Doomsday director Neil Marshall had caused the itch that now needed to be scratched, I thought that t would be a good idea to finally watch a film that he regarded as one of his earlier influences, Russell Mulcahy’s insane vision of the Australian outback, Razorback.

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