Mjeteconer
Just perfect...
FuzzyTagz
If the ambition is to provide two hours of instantly forgettable, popcorn-munching escapism, it succeeds.
Logan
By the time the dramatic fireworks start popping off, each one feels earned.
tomgillespie2002
Back when I was in my early teens, and starting to form a morbid curiosity with death (the arrival on the internet fuelled many a child's lust for real and graphic violence), I was discussing something horrific I'd seen whilst browsing this new medium with my mother. She told me about when her and my dad were married (my dad was then a police officer during the Video Nasty-era), they would often watch the films he had seized (I don't think he was supposed to be doing that, but oh well), and how they had once stumbled upon a real snuff film. I argued that snuff films don't actually exist, and are merely a myth, but she told me in detail about the film ending, and how the crew butchered one of the actresses, cutting off her fingers before disembowelling her. I didn't believe her, but she was adamant. So over ten years on, I text her to re-assure that she had been duped by Snuff, a massive s**t-stain of a movie whose faux-snuff climax was exactly how she described. I actually wish it had been real snuff, because I wouldn't have had to waste 90 minutes of my life on this absolute drivel.Snuff is actually a shelved film called The Slaughter from 1971, directed by Michael Findlay. Given it had a very limited theatrical run and was a babbling, incoherent mess, the film was shelved for four years until producer Allan Shackleton heard about the taboo-of-the-week snuff films, which were reportedly being made in South America. The Slaughter tells the story of a porn actress Terry London (Mirtha Massa) who is frolicking with her rich lover Horst (Clao Villanueva), while somewhere else, a man called Satan (pronounced Sa-taan, played by Enrique Larratelli) is a Charles Manson-type cult leader who has somehow managed to enslave a bunch of sexy biker chicks. Some murders happen, I don't really know why, but it has something to do with Terry and Horst producing a baby for sacrifice. For what reason, again, I don't know. Shackleton seized the opportunity and tacked on an ending filmed by Simon Nuchtern, which depicted one of the actresses filming The Slaughter being murdered by the crew, and re-released it as Snuff.I'll hand it to Shackleton, it was a bloody clever idea to turn one of the most ludicrously muddled and pointless film I've ever seen into something that would make money. Although nowadays, the 'snuff' murder at the end is not convincing (the scene is edited, features bad dubbing, and has sound effects), I can imagine it convincing people back in the day. And it's actually well done - the moving hand after it has been chopped off was particularly effective - but whether it's more convincing because it's coming after an hour and a half of absolute w**k, I don't know. But it's a lot to get through, even with it's slender running time, and when you think the film is about to start to make sense, it cuts to a nonsensical scene where somebody inevitably gets their t**s out and the whole thing falls apart. Add to that the worst dubbing ever committed to screen, actors that would embarrass H.G. Lewis, and a plot of such astounding levels of bull-s**t it would make Ed Wood jealous, you have one of the worst experiences that cinema has ever offered. Avoid at all costs.www.the-wrath-of-blog.blogspot.com
Coventry
Oh boy … They warned me this movie would be beyond terrible, but obviously I refused to listen again. Of course, they were right… "Snuff" is a dreadfully amateurish and annoyingly boring film with the world's most incoherent screenplay, retarded characters, incomprehensibly merging story lines and really tacky make-up effects. Don't expect an actual movie dealing with the topic of snuff, as you will be sorely disappointed. The first 75 minutes haven't got anything to do with snuff – the term isn't even vaguely mentioned or hinted at – and then suddenly out of the blue there's an unconnected film-within-film climax that is outrageously depraved and sickening. This movie is about murderous Charles Manson hippie cults and B-movie actresses acting all lewd in the Buenos Aires film industry. It's a road movie with a continuously repeated song that sounds too much like "Born to be Wild" by Steppenwolf and there even are extended political discussions, but there's nothing remotely resembling to snuff! Nearly three quarters of the film is irrelevant padding footage, like the tremendously overlong sequences as the carnival. The sleaze factor lies quite high, but the film is never arousing or sexy. The worst of the worst … with a unique ending.
Jonny_Numb
Well, here it is...the biggest hoax to be perpetrated on the (admittedly slow-draw) 42nd-Street crowd. When it was a mere out-of-print obscurity on VHS, there was a bit of intrigue into the 'authenticity' of "Snuff," but such claims are absolutely ludicrous (the transition to the alleged murder on film is too inept--and shot from too many different angles--to have any realistic basis). What we have here is a dull (and clearly foreign) spin off of the Manson massacre, ineptly edited, and dubbed by morons (a lone redeeming quality that eventually loses its ability to entertain); after being subjected to an hour or so of exposition and relationship ties among a famous starlet and her rich boyfriend, the film devolves into the ridiculous, out-of-nowhere murder sequence. Compared to other provocative, 18+ shockers of the time ("Cannibal Holocaust" comes to mind), "Snuff" is incredibly tepid in the realms of cheap, sleazy titillation and gruesome mutilation--the result is a film that might have been morally objectionable or sickening had the people behind the camera not been so damn daft.
CMRKeyboadist
Snuff is in no way a good movie, I should start with that. I hadn't even heard of this movie until recently and figured that it should be in my library. It is worth a viewing, I will give it that. And it is not the movie that makes it worth your time, it is the end.The plot begins with several women on motorcycles who go off and kill this girl for "Holding out on them". Then we meet Sattan (I think that is his name) who is a Charlie Manson wannabe. He apparently has control over these woman and can make them do whatever he wants. Next, we are introduced to an actress coming into South America with her director to start filming a new movie. She meets up with an old flame and then the director is murdered by the crazy women. The storyline goes back and forth from the wannabe Manson family to the actress all leading up to a bunch of random hilarious murders.This movie was a struggle to sit through due to its extremely slow first half. Things do finally pick up when a new girl joins up with the wannabe Manson family and starts telling her tale. After that, we just see a lot of silliness and a great scene at a general store in which the women murder everyone there. Look for the girl in the scene whose mother has just been murdered because her acting is priceless. Finally, the end of the movie is really what makes it all worth while. The director in the end tries to simulate an actual murder. The results are silly for todays standards but was still pretty nifty looking with a pair of clippers chopping off fingers and ripping out guts. I liked it, even if it was fake. So if you read this review ignore the low rating the movie gets on IMDb, which is like a 2/10. I would give this movie a 7/10 for enjoyment and the end sequence.
