Movies that are slightly off.
A legend of terror isn't a campfire story anymore!
A caretaker at a summer camp is burned when a prank goes tragically wrong. After several years of intensive treatment at hospital, he is released back into society, albeit missing some social skills. What follows is a bloody killing spree with the caretaker making his way back to his old stomping ground to confront one of the youths that accidently burned him.
Cropsy might not wear a mask but he's a scary fuckin' killer. A prank. Stop, Drop, Roll. A site for sore eyes. Your last trick. Bloody scissors. Sally's shower. Soapy suds. The way Michelle looks in her jeans. Girl talk. Underage smoking. Glazer's wife-beater t-shirt. The way Todd takes control. A Fast Times dork. Triple moon. Penthouse. Cafeteria shenanigans. Campfire tales. Fast talkin' Eddie. Skinny dippin'. Karen's tan lines. The Garden Shears of Death. The raft ride from fuckin' Hell. Cut, Stab, Die. Ticklish Todd. A sleeping bag. Scared shitless Costanza. Silent Holly Hunter. Flashbacks. The Blow Torch of Doom. An ugly-fuck. Gag-a-dork. Burn, Motherfucker, Burn. My favorite 80's slasher. Tom fuckin' Savini is a fuckin' genius. Every kill is…
So much better than Friday The 13th.
A mutual love for The Burning helped ignite the relationship that resulted in the marriage between Richard and I.
For that biased reason alone, this movie deserves every star and heart I'm able to offer it.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Part of Hoop-Tober
“So don't look; he’ll see you. Don’t breathe; he’ll hear you. Don’t move; you’re dead!”
I am thirty-two years old, hurtling headlong toward thirty-three. This does not make me old, of course, but it does mean my youth is quickly fading. On the whole, I’m fine with this development—it makes little sense to decry the inevitable—but occasionally I will become wistful for the days when my back didn’t hurt, when hangovers were but a fleeting myth, when my metabolism was not slowing to a crawl. It is on those occasions that a film like The Burning comes in handy. For in the world of The Burning, age is an infinitely flexible concept.
Take, for example, Alfred (Brian…
Summer camp. 1981. Big hair. Short shorts. Knee high socks. Canoes. Swimming. Baseball. Sex. S'mores. Sex. Campfires. Urban legends. Psychotic deformed murderers.
And more sex.
That is the humid and nostalgic atmosphere for The Burning, a 1981 slasher film that has become somewhat of a hidden classic among the slasher genre. It got buried underneath its competing slasher Titan, Friday The 13th. When you put the two films side by side its both easy and hard to see why one got big and one got left to the side. Friday The 13th was probably the better film and had a lot of elements that would establish the criteria for cheap 80's slasher films. Its setting was more fleshed out and…
Though there's too much leering, this is otherwise a fairly great but formulaic slasher. I imagine those who love it love it for the Savini effects and creeepy score (even if I am not Rick Wakeman's biggest fan, this score works for me) and the surprising number of stars who would go on to big things (I didn't even recognize Holly Hunter, what am I blind, and it took me 20 minutes to realize that was Jason "Dunston Checks In" Alexander--but I spotted Fisher Stevens right away what are my priorities).
I especially loved the sudden, swift violence on the raft that ended up being the bulk of the film's kills all in the space of a minute. I also…
Sorprendente questo slasher sanguinolento diretto in maniera accettabile e con qualche bella trovata da Tony Maylam (che tra l'altro partecipa alla stesura del copione). I luoghi e le situazioni sono quelli preferiti dal sotto-genere (campeggio, lago, ragazze ignude, ragazzi infoiati e maniaco vendicativo al seguito). Nonostante gli omicidi siano centellinati il ritmo non ne risente più di tanto, complice anche una più che discreta prova dei giovani attori. Mitica l'efferata scena della zattera. Gli ottimi effetti truculenti sono di Tom Savini.
If Friday the 13th were more proud of what it was, it'd be The Burning.
An entertaining but old fashioned and lumpily edited slasher film indeed.
Impressive gore effects by Savini and a pretty impressive final set piece set this slightly above the usual 80s Summer Camp slasher but had the film had better editing and pacing it could have been more impressive. This could actually possibly benefit from a well done and more clever remake, dare I say!
So surprised this one didn't take off over F13.
I get that it's appealing when you don't know who is doing the killing the whole time and the mystery is there... But everytime I thought I knew where THE BURNING was going it went and proved me wrong.
So glad I finally saw it!
(Viewing Format: 2013 Blu-ray, 1.85:1 HD)
The blu-ray of this nasty slasher looks amazing. And the movie itself holds up really well - especially the gore effects from the master, Tom Savini.
Not bad. Not amazing. I want a horror movie where the weiner shots outnumber the boobs.
[I'm rating this as a 4 against other slasher movies, not in terms of the wider scheme.]
Very similar to FRIDAY THE 13TH PART 2, this movie distinguishes itself slightly from the pack of summer camp slashers by being a bit more "MANIAC", a bit more grimy and grindhousy. It would actually be just at home with Jeff Lieberman's classic JUST BEFORE DAWN as it would with any of the Friday's it's clearly aping.
Really good Tom Savini effects for the most part (raft scene rather unconvincing, but nightmarish none the less) and good atmosphere. Music by Rick Wakeman - ha.
Harvey Weinstein's first producer credit and one of his only writing credits. Tom Savini on the effects work. Prototypical camp slasher meets teen sex comedy. The first kill is straight out of Michael Powell's Peeping Tom (1960) which kicks off a bunch of twisted sexual scenarios. It's not new for 80s slashers to be trashy, but I find this one especially gross. The highlights lie in Rick Wakeman's overbearing score, the wilderness survival aspect that surfaces halfway through, and the absurdly mean raft massacre. The final showdown is actually rather gripping and takes place in a wonderful location. Make no mistake, this is garbage, but uniquely shameless and cold garbage. Were the villain more memorable, this could've been a successful franchise.
P.S. The Blu Ray transfer is gorgeous.
One of the very best slashers. The Burning exudes more characterization, style and technique than nearly every other American slasher made in the 80's. Probably the best actual representation of summer camp from a genre that ran that setting to death. It gets across the sheer discomfort that comes from having to share living space with people you can't stand and yet having to maintain some sense of civility. It's fun seeing and hanging out with oddly-confident and charismatic young Costanza and his crew. I love that there is essentially no actual main character and that the movie divides its time pretty well between the cast. I love that the camp jerks are still human and capable of at least…