Synopsis
Not all the evil is on Elm Street ...
In 1974, Terry commits a murder and pins it on his twin brother, Todd. Ten years later, Todd escapes from a mental institution on the same day as Terry’s murderous instincts resurface.
1987 Directed by John Grissmer
In 1974, Terry commits a murder and pins it on his twin brother, Todd. Ten years later, Todd escapes from a mental institution on the same day as Terry’s murderous instincts resurface.
Slasher, Pesadilla en Sherman Woods, Кривава лють, Nightmare at Shadow Woods, Кровная ярость, Véres düh, 블러드 레이지, 血色狂怒
The performance of a lifetime is given by Louise Lasser, spending half the film losing her mind screaming at a telephone operator or sitting piss drunk in front of a refrigerator piling leftovers in her mouth.
I can relate to this.
Michelle and I rewatched this bonkers slasher as part of our yearly Canadian Thanksgiving tradition. Yes, I know 🇨🇦🦃 isn't until October 9, but my watch partner is celebrating it today because she will be away on the actual holiday.
Happy Fauxgiving, everyone!
Todd (who definitely isn't Terry, his twin brother):
I'M TODD! I'M TODD! I'M TODD!!!
Todd and Terry's mom (who definitely isn't Todd or Terry):
I'M TODD! I'M TODD! I'M TODD!!!
Always a good time! 👨🏼🫷🏼👩🏼♥️👨🏼🔪💀
Todd and Terry are identical twins. Todd, is a real good kid. Terry, not so much. One night at the drive-in, Terry goes Michael Myers on a fool. Todd's in such shock, he doesn't say a word when Terry rubs blood all over him, and puts the murder weapon in his hand. He's sent to the loony bin, and that's where he stays for the next decade. Terry goes on living a normal life with his sorta overprotective mother. Now, it's Thanksgiving. Todd has escaped from the institution, and there's going to be more than turkeys being carved before the night is over. Blood Rage is a bloody fun time. Highlighted by Mark Soper's duel performance as Todd and Terry,…
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One of those movies that you are always searching for, deep in the pit of your stomach, and then you see it across the woods and it's running and getting closer with a big gleeful smile and you embrace and it morphs all carnival and memory ala Vertigo for a few seconds and then before you know it your hand is sliced from your body, gravity taking your half-empty Old Style with you!!! It's only natural that the film's original (??) title is Slasher, because this pastel nightmare terror hang-out depression comedy is un-classifiable in spite of all my goofy adjectives. Both quiet and relentless in pacing, both humid and chilling in atmosphere, both hilarious and traumatizing in tone.…
“god, that’s horrible. how can they show that on tv?”
a comic and unrelentingly vicious synth bloodbath that's as lean and fun, and gruesome as you want a slasher to be but also for whatever reason has an undercurrent of genuinely lonely, hysterical sadness with regard to its depiction of hollow suburbia violently collapsing on itself. louise lasser didn't have to go this hard, genuinely think she gives one the most tragic performances i've seen in a movie like this.
That's not cranberry sauce... But that‘s a really nice twin slasher movie with some nice practical effects.
And i can totally understand their mother - if my partner doesn’t call me back in such a situation, I would going insane too lol
An impressive kill machine, filled with wonderful gore effects, unburdened of tedious exposition. Cheap and merciless.
Annual rewatch... but this time with my Floridian fiancé, who recognized the cedar cove apartments and my mind is blown. I adore this movie more and more every year—equal parts deranged weirdo slasher and Louise Lasser character study, I can’t believe the arrow blu came out almost five years ago—what a gift.
That's not cranberry sauce!
Yay, Canadian Thanksgiving is finally upon us, eh (well.. almost), so that could only mean one thing: t̶u̶r̶k̶e̶y̶ ̶p̶o̶u̶t̶i̶n̶e̶ watching the cult slasher Blood Rage with Michelle and Sophie.
Man, I've been looking forward to this movie for such a long time and it still exceeded all my expectations. It was inept in so many ways but also absolutely brilliant. It just blew me away.
Truly the pinnacle of B-movie cheese!
A miracle cure for a day characterized by unwanted interaction and tension headaches, Blood Rage is a full meal comprised of delicious kills, a sky-high laugh quotient, more Oedipal allusions than you can shake a drumstick at, and two unforgettably gonzo performances from Louise Lasser and Mark Soper. With all due respect to ThanksKilling, it’s the movie this holiday has always deserved.