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The worst:The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (2003)
Take a beautiful, highly cinematic film that employed its violence with art, subtlety and tension. Remake it into a relentless, pornographic gore fest that amounts to a non-stop series of gratuitous, disgusting peaks (no valleys). So, so wrong.
Hostel (2005) and Hostel: Part II (2007)
The violence in these movies-- including one of cinema's most graphic castration scenes-- is utterly pointless, engineered to push the limits of audience tolerance and expectations rather than for any dramatic purpose. Both movies actually have ideas but squander them with how obsessed they are with making audiences sick in new and inane ways.
Fight Club (1999)
The infuriating final scene depicts two young lovebirds holding hands while gazing out a window, watching city skyscrapers implode, treating the whole apocalyptic tableau like a picturesque sunset. Doesn't seem so romantic after happening in real life, does it?
Funny Games (1997, 2007)
In theory, Michael Haneke has something important to say about the way movie audiences revel in screen violence. In execution, however-- in which death metal plays over images of a smiling suburban family, and killers stop the movie to talk to the camera-- it comes off as shallow and obnoxious, condescending and contemptuous to its audience.
Home Alone (1990)
This was a laugh riot for 7-year-olds at the time, and there are still some genuinely funny moments here. But re-watching many of these slap-sticky moments now (paint buckets to the head, Micro Machine booby-traps, hot doorknobs, iced steps) begs the question: How sadistic can one pre-teen possibly be? Fairly reminiscent of the climax of Straw Dogs, except it replaces all the horror with idiotic glee.
The Spielberg war cycle
There's an uncomfortable tendency, in movies as varied as Raiders of the Lost Ark and Saving Private Ryan, to make a spectacle of popular entertainment out of some of the 20th century's most traumatic historical events.
Hard Candy (2005)
Ellen Page is her usual amazing self in this film, just as a precocious sadist determined to avenge young girls who'd been raped. You leave cheering on her merciless retribution, but later just feel dirty and manipulated.
Contributing: Colin Alexander, Jeff Bloomer, Chelsea Hicks, Josh Jackson, Steve LaBate, Nick Marino, Ashley Melzer, Nick Purdy, Tim Regan-Porter and Valentina Tapia


The idea that Boondock Saints is even vaguely thoughtful in its treatment of violence is more offensive than any of the pornographic violence featured in the film I cannot believe you missed, The Passion of the Christ. Boondock Saints, derivative drivel that it is, relishes the gunshot wounds and splatter effects for their video game quality. It's attempt to complicate the matter by injecting ham-fisted and logically unbelievable religious conviction fails when the characters rattle off their prayers. They have a zealots dedication; Willem Defoe's character hardly wrestles with a moral quandry over the legitimacy of the vigilante justice, favoring fanaticism. The closest BS comes to forcing actual contemplation are the news interviews at the end, but it's so tacked on that it can't reasonably be expected to comment on all that came before it.
Yeah, Boondock Saints is incredibly over rated. Kudos for including Unforgiven, but where is American Psycho?