![]() The film isn’t nearly as gory as its long-standing reputation insinuates – Hooper wanted a PG rating, a laughable reverie (he instead got an X, then after some cuts, an R) – but it pounds away at your nerves with perverse determination, abetted by the grinding and whirring of the sonic landscape, which sounds like a herd of mechanical animals in heat. “There’s just some things you gotta do.” Hooper seemed to approach the film with the same tenacious attitude: his seminal slasher film, which cost a paltry $100,000 (in cash), is a relentless 90-minute excursion into the sun-dried bowels of hell, with little reprieve from the screaming and shrieking of its victims and villains. ![]() “I just can’t take no pleasure in killing,” says an old gas station attendant and habitual cannibal in Tobe Hooper’s The Texas Chain Saw Massacre. ![]()
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