It is somewhat ironic that my favorite slasher is the one film that truly deconstructs the genre. No, it's not New Nightmare and it's certainly not Scream, even though both of these Wes Craven vehicles were interesting attempts at breathing new life to the stale subgenre. Have you ever heard of Leslie Vernon? Don't worry if you haven't: you soon shall! Mixing documentary-style analysis of slasher flicks - with heavy doses of feminist theory - and actual slasher plot, Behind the Mask: The Rise of Leslie Vernon is one of those small films that feels much much bigger. Of course, it has its failings - it's pretentious and it's not that scary - but none of that matters as it gradually unmasks every slice'n'dice flick you've ever seen. The third act and the credits scene may be predictable but it's because the film gives all the predictions you will see... except the big twist, of course, he-he... Enough talking, let's re-watch this puppy again!
P.S.: Did I mention that Robert Englund acts in a Loomis- like role here? No?
P.S.: Did I mention that Robert Englund acts in a Loomis- like role here? No?
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