Subject: I have found a DVD that I think you would enjoy
|Don't Go in the House|
Actors: Dan Grimaldi, Robert Osth, Ruth Dardick, Charles Bonet, Bill Ricci
Director: Joseph Ellison
Genres: Horror, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Mystery & Suspense
Donald was severely burned by his sadistic/overbearing mother as a means of punishment. After years of estrangement pass donald comes home to find his mother has died in her sleep. Now he is seeking out women like his moth... more »
Christopher K. Richardson | Dayton, Ohio | 09/19/2006
(4 out of 5 stars)
"I vaguely remember hearing about this film during it's theatrical run in the 80's when I was kid. I remember how critics trashed the film as being a particularly nasty example of the increasingly misogynistic direction horror films were going during that time period. There is no doubt that I did raise my eyebrows while watching this for the first time recently. The scenes of women getting stripped and torched up into flames, the whole abusive mother theme AND the scene in the disco where the protagonist's would be dance partner gets it upside the head with glass candle holder can't be argued as anything but misogynistic. However, I also picked up on the underlying homoeroticism (for this I bump my rating up a star) that runs throughout the film involving the protagonist and his co-worker. I mean, what else could one think about the co-workers odd phone calls in the middle of night and his persistance in "hanging out". Loved the disco music and the vintage feel this film had to it. I think this film is regarding as somewhat of a cult classic in some circles and I would agree. I enjoyed the film enough to buy a cheap, used copy to add to my collection. It's worth checking out at least."
Scott Hocking | Melbourne, Australia | 03/16/2006
(3 out of 5 stars)
"Forgotten bit of early 80s horror nastiness overcomes its more graphic and mysogynistic elements thanks to a loopy performance by Dan Grimaldi (The Sopranos) and a wonderfully cheesy disco soundtrack. Watch as Grimaldi celebrates his evil mother's passing by playing his disco records REALLY loud. Truly a product of its time, Don't Go In the House ranks alongside William Lustig's Maniac in the sleazy slasher department. A guilty pleasure to be sure."
Better then most of the late-70's schlock
natemang | Richmond, VA | 09/19/2002
(3 out of 5 stars)
"already a good case against this flick as it falls within the rash of knock-off "don't answer/look/open" movies which hit the scene in the late '70's - but this movie actually holds its own with some considerable sickness and a generally depraved attitude. The lead character doesn't smile once through the whole flick and hardly winces as he torches poor girls in his custom-made incinerator. Not much gore unfortunately other than some burnt bodies but this film is so humorless it makes up for the lack of grue in its mean-spiritedness. A kid abused by his mom (over the range-top burners of course) grows up to obsess about her (a la Psycho) and then take his revenge out against the innocent. A couple good jumps here and there - all in all a quality flick. Probably would have given it 4 stars but the DVD has absolutely nothing in the way of extras: full-screen, 2 (!) chapters, and thats it."
Only worth watching for one infamous and impressive scene
Daniel Jolley | Shelby, North Carolina USA | 10/06/2008
(2 out of 5 stars)
"Quentin Tarantino is said to be a fan of this movie, but - apart from one infamous scene - I can't understand why. Don't Go in the House is pretty much your typical, 1970s-era, cheap drive-in horror feature that promises little and doesn't over-deliver on those promises. (Is it just me, or are all 70s horror films plagued with dark, dirty prints? Can't someone do something to clean these things up a little bit?) I did learn one thing from the film, though. Apparently, back in 1979, you could go into a gun/camping shop and buy a flamethrower and flame-resistant suit - with no background check or anything.
This is the story of a lad named Donny (Dan Grimaldi). Like most young men and women, Donny goes a little crazy the first time he gets out from under his mother's thumb: jumping on furniture, turning up the stereo, and bringing girls back to his place for some fun. Unfortunately, Donny is about thirty years old and a total nutjob, leaves his dead mother sitting in the chair she died in upstairs, and he is not the least bit interested in the kind of games men and women normally play. We learn early on that he has a sick fascination with flame because he just stands there and watches as one of his co-workers at the incinerator stupidly catches himself on fire. Thanks to a childhood flashback, we soon learn the source of this fascination - and, frankly, it makes it pretty hard to disagree with the voices in Donny's head that tell him his dead mother was evil. The next thing you know, old Donny manages to entrap a fairly attractive woman into getting into his truck and stopping by to meet his mother. Bad mistake. Remember the flamethrower and heat suit I mentioned earlier? Yep, you guessed it. Let us pause here and linger on this film's singular moment and only real claim to fame. It's a fantastic scene that deserves a place in the cinematic annals of horror and gore; surprisingly graphic, especially for its time, it is Donny's demeanor and the silence of the act that makes it so effective and memorable. If Don't Go in the House is worth watching at all, it is for this one scene.
The rest of the film is pretty predictable and ends just as you knew it would all along. Of course, no one will be allowed to leave the theatre during the thrilling disco suit-buying scene and no one could possibly want to enter the theatre during the equally memorable disco dancing scene. Throw a little unnecessary epilogue on the end in an effort to make a statement (or not), and you're done. It should be obvious that only dedicated horror fans will wring the first drop of enjoyment out of the experience."