Réalisation:
Tobe HooperPhotographie:
Richard KoorisActeurs·trices:
Dennis Hopper, Caroline Williams, Jim Siedow, Bill Moseley, Bill Johnson, Ken Everet, Dan Jenkins, John Martin Ivey, John Bloom, Kinky Friedman (plus)VOD (1)
Résumés(1)
Douze ans après le massacre d’un groupe de jeunes au Texas, la tronçonneuse vrombit à nouveau dans les mains de Bubba, le tueur masqué, la famille Sawyer ayant désormais trouvé refuge dans un parc d’attractions abandonné. Mais l’arrivée du shérif Lefty Enright, oncle de deux des victimes de Leatherface, va changer la donne, d’autant que l’homme de loi est aussi un maniaque de la scie à moteur. (Le Chat qui Fume)
(plus)Critiques (5)
Jiba acceptable comme une poubelle de plaisir coupable avec une sensation délicieusement dépravée. Comme une dérision littérale des fans de sa suite, classique du film d'horreur intense Massacre à la tronçonneuse au Texas.
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J’envie les gens qui arrivent à apprécier Massacre à la tronçonneuse 2. Moi, j’ai fait ce que j’ai pu. Pourtant, mes attentes par rapport à ce film étaient basses : je savais d’avance que cette suite empruntait une voie particulière dans la comédie d’horreur et qu’elle n’avait rien en commun avec le film original. Malgré tout, ça reste pour moi un échec même quand on prend l’œuvre et sa direction singulière individuellement ; je trouvais ça barbant et même dérangeant vers la fin. Il faut dire que l’image de Dennis Hopper brandissant hystériquement sa tronçonneuse autour de lui est un leurre efficace (je me réjouissais en effet de le voir).En fait, sa présence dans le film s’arrête à ça et il ne fait rien d’autre de bien surprenant. Quant au reste, ça ne vaut pas la peine d’en parler : dans le meilleur des cas, les dernières minutes du film copient la première partie et, dans le pire des cas, elles s’essayent à un humour parodique douteux qui m’a juste refroidi. Le tout sur fond de décor kitsch pour lequel un budget conséquent a été investi dans l’amateurisme des studios Cannon Films.
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How to construct on an unbeatable cult classic? Just go in a completely different direction. Despite the hard-headed fans (and apparently also the equally clueless producer, Menahem Golan), Tobe Hooper approached the challenge of making the second Texas Chainsaw Massacre by forging a connection to his breakthrough film in terms of plot, but thoroughly distancing himself from it in terms of style. Instead of a terrifyingly evocative horror movie with a clear distinction between the victims and the monsters, he came up with a hysterical splatstick satire of the 1980s and that decade’s consumerism and cannibalising capitalism, as well as of American values, with the family representing the foundation of the state, hardworking small business owners, honest work that bears fruit, and even western sheriffs personifying all that is right in the world. The opening sequence indicates not only the shift in style, but primarily the period that Hooper is depicting and commenting on. Instead of idealistic hippies, we have here aggressive 1980s hicks who, through their behaviour, have more in common with the brutal monsters from the first film. Accordingly, Leatherface and his family have to put more effort into their ghastly work, and not just literally. The film’s central motif is madness, which in this case isn’t a fall into the depths as opposed to the sense and rationality of reality, but rather the all-encompassing principle of American society in the 1980s. Among the insipid small-town bumpkins, affected teenagers, obsessive cops looking for revenge and cannibalistic degenerates, the only at least seemingly sane character is the female protagonist. Over the course of time however, as she comes face to face (literally, in the brilliant pantry scene) with the horrors depicted in the film, she begins to accept the embrace of the blissful madness of the whirling dervishes brandishing chainsaws. Hooper again brilliantly stages a cacophony of hysteria, suffering, terror and deviant delights, though by different means this time out. Whereas in the first film Hooper got by with a small, confined space, deflected camera angles, impressive montages and an almost industrial soundtrack, this time he shapes the plot not just in terms of space, but also the dramaturgical concept of a bombastic carnival house of horrors spread out into a huge labyrinth packed with morbidly unhinged freaks, where human remains are turned into oddments and whose walls resonate with the guttural roar of depravity and terror, alternating with hard rock thundering from the radio in the first half of the film.
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If the first one was (and forever will be) horror gold, this is a garbage mix of sick polecat excrement. It takes a truly indescribable amount of creative imbecility to bring the most frightening villain imaginable to the point of inducing fits of laughter, something Tobe Hooper unfortunately contracted after his initial success. I understand that it deliberately plays on a lighter note, but you really don't see trash this bad and totally incoherent through and through – Dennis Hopper needed the money for drugs so badly in the mid-eighties that he signed up for this gem. The only small good things I see are the passable music, the make-up effects (especially the grandfather is great) and the whiny woman who doesn't look bad in a mini skirt and is responsible for the best scene of the film – a chainsaw running over her exposed thigh. 20%
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Caroline Williams is great, and she carries the film well. Unfortunately, the film doesn't capture the same atmosphere as the first one. Hooper went down a different path, delving into the madness and insanity that oozes from the characters of the Sawyer family every moment they're on screen. They're crazy and that makes them scary. The horror is further enhanced by excellent effects that are simply captivating to watch. Otherwise, one could say that this isn't something that would be a suitable successor to the first film. It's different, it has its positives, but it doesn't quite get under your skin like the first one.
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