It's less raw and rugged, but it's somehow slightly more enjoyable. Anyone who watches the film with an open mind will indeed find a powerful and angry film, one that takes no prisoners, nor does it try to play it safe for the safety and comfort of the audience. Sure, he has been involved in other films in the I Spit on Your Grave world, acting as an executive producer on the remake and each of its sequels, but I Spit on Your Grave: Deja Vu actually sees Zarchi return to write and direct an official sequel to his original. A strong woman, you see she has also raised a strong, free-thinking daughter in Christy. Stanley and Andy start cruising by the cottage in their boat and prowl around the house at night. On review aggregator , I Spit on Your Grave holds an approval rating of 53%, based on 34 reviews, and an average rating of 4.
Wild and crazy, I Spit on Your Grave: Deja Vu is indeed a worthy sequel that paves its own way rather than lean on the nostalgia of the original. Location filming took place in. In truth, it could be argued that perhaps the film could benefit from a little more editing to trim down the running time at least 30 minutes. This wife, Becky, is played quite well by Maria Olsen, a character singularly driven by her need for revenge.
Then it delivered some incredibly gruesome vengeance on top of that. I was more ready to believe that, while it doesn't get any better for Jennifer Hills after what she endured in the first installment, events would be triggered for a different set of reasons: namely, law enforcement's inefficiency, excessive bureaucracy and stereotyping. Now, Jennifer and Christy find themselves trapped in a tense game of hunt or be hunted against the lethal gang of degenerates overseen by a violently unhinged matriarch Becky. Matthew is friends with the other three men and reports back to them about the beautiful woman he met, claiming that he saw her breasts. She then hangs him alive and drops his body into the lake.
The horror of having one's life violated in the most unspeakably vile manner imaginable. There is no attempt to develop the personalities of the characters - they are, simply, a girl and four men, one of them mentally retarded. Monroe, Writer Jennifer Hills Butler takes a retreat from the city to a charming cabin in the woods to start on her next book. In the same commentary, Zarchi denied that the film was exploitative and that the violent nature of the film was necessary to tell the story. And the villains are even more aware of their social standings.
But Jennifer's presence in the small town attracts the attention of a few morally depraved locals who set out one night to teach this city girl a lesson. In short I do not believe that the more graphic elements of this film, particularly those of the first act, are necessary to accomplish said goal. They catch Jennifer one day and strip her naked for the village idiot Matthew and rape her. Lisa Hansen, Jeff Klein, Alan Ostroff, Gary Needle, and director of the original served as. After she crawls back to her house, they attack her again.
She passes out; Johnny realizes that she is a witness to their crimes and orders Matthew to go and murder her. Matthew refuses to rape Jennifer out of respect and pity for her, so Johnny rapes her first; Andy rapes her next. Stanley records everything with his video camera. All the major players in this picture are bound by fate.
The idea behind it was to transform Jennifer into an omniscient and unstoppable angel of vengeance. In my mind it's the humor one is seeking and the best humor is when comedy is suppressed. Forty years later, Jennifer and her daughter Christy end up having to go back to where the nightmare began. Now, the real question is, does it act as a worthy sequel to the infamous original film? And with just a few clever tweaks, injected an inspired twist into established formula. It was also shown under the title I Hate Your Guts and The Rape and Revenge of Jennifer Hill.
The original film got by on its raw intensity alone, an element of the original film that was helped immensely by its low budget, which gave it an almost-documentary-style feel to it. I Spit on Your Grave is noted for its very controversial depiction of extreme graphic violence, in particular the lengthy depictions of gang rape, that take up 30 minutes of the film's runtime. The digital cinematography is too clean, and California is no substitute for the lush backwoods of Kent, Connecticut, but this picture features plenty of actual locations, keeps its violence refreshingly low-fi and splattery, and puts a new twist on the genre that Zarchi helped codify. Simply, the horror of rape.