14/07/15 House On The Edge Of The Park (1980)

I imagine that there's been plenty written in the last thirty-five years about how shit this film is so I won't bother wasting anyone's time too much.

The 'highlight' for me was the twinkly, romantic music played during a rape scene as if to suggest, for a least one of the participants, that something beautiful or tender was taking place.

I enjoy numerous media that many people would consider challenging, however creating something that is disturbing, thought provoking *and* entertaining requires skill, subtlety and creative ability. Things that the makers of this film wouldn't recognise if they were fucked in the eyehole with them.

Thirty-five years ago.

Whilst some Richard Clayderman shit played in the background.

Cunts.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0080503/

1/10

Perkin.