A gritty, grimy, and grungy aesthetic. An electro-industrial score composed by Charlie Clouser, who previously worked with Trent Reznor. Fiendish death traps. A central mystery, filled with twists and turns, that will keep you guessing right up till the end. And, most importantly, an ending that hits like a brick to the face.
What's not to love? ʅ(°_°)ʃ
A lot of people come down hard on this franchise for ushering in the era of "torture porn" style horror. I think somewhere along the line, however, some people may have forgotten just how great this one was. I originally bailed on the franchise after the third film, due to the rapidly declining review scores, but I've decided to finally finish what I started and watch all of these.