on October 11, 2016 by Alexander S. Brown
As Halloween approaches, I have been asked again for a list of controversial horror movies. If you have not seen the first list, click HERE to be redirected. Below is another Top 10, that I consider to be movies that will repulse you and test the friendship of anyone who you dare share them with.
Nekromantik 1 & 2 are German art house films, directed by the infamous Jorg Buttgereit. For those who are wondering where these movies stand in underground cinema, John Waters quoted part 1 as, “Ground breakingly gruesome! The first erotic film for necrophiles.” Although neither are as shocking as what their reputation proceeds, they are still worth the watch for gorehounds.
Nekromantik opens with a cleanup crew bagging the corpses from a car crash. The attention zooms in on a street sweeper named Rob, who seems smitten by the mangled bodies. Shortly thereafter, we gain insight into his life, and learn that he and his girlfriend, Betty, have an unhealthy obsession with death. Living in a world where only their thoughts have subdued their taboo urges, Rob takes the next step to make their dream a reality.
Presented as causal as a person bringing home a third party for a ménage a trois, Rob smuggles into his apartment a full bodied decomposing corpse, which is used sexually by himself and Betty. When Betty falls in love with the corpse, she runs off and takes it with her. By Betty leaving, Rob spirals out into a descent of madness, until the epic conclusion, which is one of the most bizarre masturbation scenes I have ever witnessed. Perhaps the director is trying to say that open relationships can kill an already established relationship?
Nekromantik 2 picks up where its predecessor left off. However, as the first movie focused on a male necrophile, its sequel focuses on Monika, a female necrophile. The opening scene shows our lead female digging up Rob’s grave. Such as in the first movie, she brings Rob’s decomposing corpse back to her home, where she attempts to make love to it.
Not long after, Monika meets Mark, and a love interest sparks. While pursuing a relationship with a living person, she keeps her necrophilic lifestyle a secret. After Rob’s corpse deteriorates further, she saws off his head and genitals, and keeps them preserved in her refrigerator. Next, Monika lures Mark into her apartment for sex, and the result will make you lose your head. Perhaps the director is commenting on how some people move from one stagnate relationship to the next?
Regardless of how puke worthy these movies are, they both have a beautifully instrumental soundtrack. Also, the art house fashion they are filmed in leaves room for interpretation.
Megan is Missing is an awareness film about Internet predators. Although it doesn’t play on a gore factor, the subject matter hits hard. The movie focuses on two fourteen-year-old girls, Megan and Amy. Although these two have polar opposite personalities, they carry a best friend status. Megan plays the party hard, smoking, drinking, drug using character, who has already lost her virginity. Amy is the shy, unpopular virgin who has good grades and refuses to indulge in substances. Despite their personalities clashing, they find a deep understanding of one another that is documented through web cams, cell phones, and other found footage devices.
One day, Megan stumbles upon a seventeen-year-old boy in a chat room by the name of Josh. When she suggests that they webcam together, he insists that his cam is broken and will only provide his voice. As Megan develops a quick relationship with Josh, even though she has no clue what he looks like, the viewer gets a sense in the pit of their stomach that she is being manipulated.
While their online relationship grows, Megan introduces Amy to Josh via webcam. Although Amy seems apprehensive, Megan continues to revel in her blossoming online relationship. Days later, Megan decides to meet Josh, and upon their meeting, she is never heard from again.
From here, Amy dedicates herself to finding Megan. In the end, she does find Megan, and the grown man who identified himself as the teenage Josh. However, the outcome will literally make your flesh crawl.
Despite how this movie does nothing more than indicate the abuse that the girls suffered, it is presented in a way that we might as well have bared witness to the horrors. Even though I am not a parent, this movie haunted me for days to come. It opened up my eyes to the possibilities of how well predators can manipulate children, even more so if the parents of these children are neglectful.
Cannibal is a German art house film based on the true case of Armin Meiwes. For those unfamiliar with this case, Meiwes had spent his time in online chatrooms regarding taboos and fetishes. One night, he comes across Bernd Brandes who expresses his desire to submit to a cannibal. From there, the rest is history.
In the movie adaptation of this bizarre cannibal relationship, Meiwes’s character is known as The Man, and Brandes’s character is known as The Flesh. Much like an actual online relationship, The Man and The Flesh, chat for some time. When their fantasy can no longer be tamed, they meet and build a deeper relationship, with the understanding that this is building up to the moment where The Man consumes The Flesh.
Once they establish a trustworthy partnership, they begin discussing when and how their fantasy will unfold. However, a small hiccup occurs and The Flesh leaves. Determined not to let this moment pass him by, The Man confronts The Flesh at a train station and convinces The Flesh to return home with him. Next, The Flesh guzzles down dangerous amounts of alcohol and pills, then he instructs The Man to castrate him, which he does. Together, they eat the severed penis. Afterwards, The Man takes The Flesh to the bathroom and bathes him before mutilating him further.
The conclusion of this movie is full of vomit, scat, and uncut scenes of gore. The “in your face” fashion this is filmed in makes no apologies for the subject matter, and it finished on a note that is just as crude as the prior scenes. Another noteworthy movie that tackles the Meiwes case is a movie called, Grimm Love staring Keri Russell. If you have a weak stomach, you might want to settle for the Grimm Love version.
The Poughkeepsie Tapes is a movie that haunted me long after viewing it, and it is perhaps my favorite movie on this list. Since it never received a DVD/Blu Ray release, it can occasionally be seen floating around the Internet, like a snuff film that has accidentally leaked.
Shot in a found footage style, from the point of view of the serial killer, we receive insight into his home movies, which detail his methods of stalking, torturing, and killing. Throughout his mayhem, one scene depicting a severed head sewn up in a dead woman’s stomach, the tapes focus on a victim, Cheryl Dempsey, who he kidnapped during her teenage years. In the time that he has her as his prisoner, he dehumanizes her sexually and emotionally over what could easily be a decade. The end result of what she has undergone, shows in her personality, as she becomes completely submissive.
The final segments of this movie focus on Cheryl’s rescue and her mentality. Without gore, the movie ends on such a disturbing note, that her psychological state shook me more than the torture scenes. If you do get a chance to view this movie, watch past the credits, there is a hidden scene at the end. For me, since the only way this can be viewed is by finding it online, the experience creeped me out more than similar movies that one might have easy access to.
Guinea Pig: Flower of Flesh and Blood is the infamous torture porn movie that caused Charlie Sheen to call the FBI and report it as a snuff film. Obviously, this wasn’t the first complaint the FBI had received, as they were already investigating the filmmakers. To everyone’s relief, the footage was deemed to be fake.
For those unfamiliar with the Guinea Pig movies, they are a series that gained notoriety during the 1980s -1990s. The original concept was to have the movies reflect Hideshi Hino’s manga. Most of these movies are filmed in one location and lack any real plot. Their main purpose is to repulse and show off special effect skills.
Guinea Pig: Flower of Flesh and Blood is the most famous of the series. For America, this is possibly because of Charlie Sheen calling the FBI, yet, it could be because this installment provides nerve cringing scenes that look so realistic, the viewer starts doubting if they are fake or not.
Since this movie lacks plot and provides gore for no other reason but to repulse, it doesn’t build a fear factor until the end, as we learn the maniac remains at large, looking for his next victim. Although some would say the idea isn’t frightening, I have always been compelled to make sure my doors are locked, and blinds are pulled, when a movie ends with the killer running amuck.
The Girl Next Door is based off of the book by the same title and is inspired by the true story of Sylvia Likens and Gertrude Baniszewski. If you are looking for a movie that not only will repulse, but make your blood boil with rage, this one is for you.
The movie follows two sisters, Meg and Susan, who have lost their parents in a car crash. With nowhere to go, they are sent to live with Aunt Ruth and her three sons. Although this caregiver comes off as a loving parent, she encourages smoking and alcoholism among her sons and their friends. As Aunt Ruth teeters on the edge of sanity from her own alcoholism and jealousy, she utilizes Meg as a scapegoat.
Once seeing what she can get away with, Ruth begins encouraging her children to also bully Meg. Soon, the bullying and verbal abuse becomes physical with beatings and cigarette burns. Shortly thereafter, Ruth ties Meg up in the basement where she is starved, deprived of sleep, gang raped, cut, beaten, and circumcised with a blow torch.
When seeing this movie, I had no clue what I had bargained for until after I watched it. If you are looking for that one film that will make you want to bathe in Clorox, this is it. However, if you are interested in the story vs. the torture porn aspects of it, the movie starring Ellen Page, Evan Peters, Catherine Kenner, and James Franco called An American Crime, could be more your speed. Also, An American Crime is more of an accurate telling.
Begotten is a movie that just can’t be categorized. Instead of it being a flat out horror movie, I could easily see it falling into the fantasy genre. Begotten is truly a one of a kind experience, as there is no dialogue, or music, for its entire length. Instead of conversing persons, sound effects, or theme songs, we have 72 minutes worth of chirping crickets.
Filmed in harsh black and white, without utilizing any of the gray scale, we watch as God disembowels himself. After he dies, a female known as Mother Earth emerges from him and impregnates herself with his seed. As she wanders off into a barren wasteland, she gives birth to a full grown man, who she leaves to the elements. In the credits, this character is known as Son of Earth.
Just when I didn’t think the movie could become any more bizarre, a group of nomads encounter Son of Earth and drag him away by what appears to be an umbilical cord. After these nomads torture and burn Son of Earth, Mother Earth returns to him, attempting to bring him comfort.
During her coddling, the nomads rape and dismember her, as Son of Earth is forced to watch. Next, they dismember Son of Earth, then they bury him with Mother Earth. Once both have been buried, flowers bloom across the once barren land.
Although Begotten’s graphic scenes are few and in between. It is an intense movie that sucks the viewer into its hypnotic imagery and story. For those who are curious to what this movie represents, it is supposed to be the writer/director’s take on Genesis.
Martyrs is a movie that left me feeling stunned. The movie opens with a young girl named Lucie escaping what appears to be an abandoned warehouse. By her appearance, we assume she has undergone a tremendous degree of torture. After Lucie is rescued, she is taken in by an orphanage where she befriends Anna, a girl who is near her own age. The childhood sequence wraps itself up with Lucie catching a glimpse of something unworldly.
A decade later, Lucie and Anna hunt down the family responsible for her child abuse. Once her vengeance has been exacted, the movie takes a hard turn for the worse. Although filled with scenes of intense gore, violence, and torture, this movie is packed with twists and turns, and still delivers a psychological plot.
The first time I saw Martyrs, I went into it blindly, and I’m glad I did. First, I thought it was a revenge movie. Then I thought it was a creature movie. Finally, I saw it was a speculative film commenting on those who witness the afterlife. Out of all of the movies listed here, this is the most unique, creative, and thought provoking of the bunch.
I Spit on Your Grave (original). By now, everyone has either seen, or heard of I Spit on Your Grave. In case you are one of the few left in the dark, here’s the concept. A young author, Jennifer Hills, takes refuge in the wilderness and is gang raped by a group of locals. After being left for dead, she recuperates and exacts her revenge.
My first experience watching this was when I was a teenager, and it was like having a bucket of ice water dumped on me. Never before, or since, have I seen a rape sequence this descriptive, as the brutality spans for the better part of 30 minutes. Although some of the acting could be considered B rated, the effects and rape sequence is realistic enough to make one question if the scenes are acted or not.
In my opinion, the one scene that could prevent someone from continuing forward in this movie, if they aren’t already used to extreme cinema, is the boulder rape scene. If you make it past that, the bottle rape and castration scenes will be a walk in the park. For anyone looking for the ultimate revenge flick, it doesn’t get any better than the original I Spit on Your Grave.
I hope you enjoyed this list. I look forward to everyone’s comments. And if you do decide to venture into any of these movies, proceed with caution.
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