A strange kind of poetry:
"An entire town bathed in pulsing human blood! Madmen crazed for carnage!"
Two Thousand Maniacs! (1964).
LATE SHIFT AT THE GRINDHOUSE
The citizens of Pleasant Valley, a southern town, are still bitter about the Civil War. They celebrate the town’s centennial by striking violent vengeance on a few travelers from the north.
In most modern horror flicks, the focus is on jump scares that catch the audience off-guard. In films like Two Thousand Maniacs (1964), it’s the opposite. The scary parts are slower in order to make you really think about it. The audience is forced to imagine in detail what it feels like to be tied down and crushed by a boulder. Maybe modern audiences crave faster scares because they have less imagination. And maybe I’m the last one to figure this out.
Two Thousand Maniacs is filled with laughable dialogue and grating accents. Watch this with friends, but don’t watch it with friends who are offended by redneck jokes.