de facto film reviews 2.5 stars

As the ninth film in the Texas Chainsaw Massacre franchise, the aptly-titled Texas Chainsaw Massacre, heading straight to Netflix, won’t win any points for originality, keeping in line with the recent trend of legacyquels such as Halloween, Scream and Candyman, but it does deliver just enough slasher goodness to make the endeavor worthwhile.

Disregarding all other entires in the franchise, this Massacre is a direct sequel to the original film. A group of influencers arrive to the (mostly) abandoned ghost town of Harlow, Texas, in hopes of a making their own gentrified suburb. When they arrive, they find an abandoned orphanage — hanging a confederate flag no less — still occupied by an elderly woman (the great, Alice Krige) and her “boy” (Mark Burnham). After the old women dies, her “boy” turns out to be Leatherface, who has been in hiding since the events of the original, who is ready to slaughter anyone in his sights. With a charter bus full of investors on the way, our heroes must fight the iconic villain to stay alive.

At a scant 81 minutes, this is a slasher stripped to its barest essentials. We get a quick introduction to our cast of characters that, while a likable cast featuring the talents of Elsie Fisher (Eighth Grade) and Jacob Latimore (Detroit), are largely unlikable fodder. These characters also make some of the most illogical decisions I’ve seen in a horror film in quite some time. When Leatherface is butchering your friend downstairs, why run upstairs and hide in a closet as opposed to running out the front door?

Rumor has it production on this was a bit troubled, and it does occasionally feel like it. There are baffling character decisions that are undone within the next minute and motivations that feel largely slapdash.

Taking over in the role first inhabited by the late, Gunnar Hansen, Mark Burnham makes for a formidable presence as Leatherface. Despite the characters being in his 70’s, Burnham does an effective job at keeping the iconic character frightening after nine films and nearly 50 years.

Director David Blue Garcia does an amicable job staging some thrillingly brutal sequences of carnage. The much buzzed-about (sorry) bus sequence is a cavalcade of top-notch splatter that wisely emphasizes practical effects when possible. There’s a brutal shot of a pool of blood coming in underneath a closed door like it’s water pooling in a room of the sinking Titanic.

This is a good looking, often strikingly shot film. Cinematographer Ricardo Diaz composes some beautiful looking shots, particularly a sequence set in a field. That said, this Texas Chainsaw Massacre lacks the grit of all other entries in the franchise, feeling too polished for its own sake.

Being a sequel to the original film, the character of Sally Hardesty, makes a return. Originally played by the late, Marilyn Burns, the role is now played by Olwen Fouere (Mandy, The Survivalist). Unfortunately, the entire Sally sub-plot is extremely forced and underdeveloped, feeling like an unnecessary bait-and-switch.

The score by Colin Stetson (Hereditary, Color Out of Space) is mighty effective, as is the films closing moments, giving a nasty little kick to leave audiences hanging on to.

Texas Chainsaw Massacre certainly won’t be remembered alongside Tobe Hooper’s original masterpiece, but it also isn’t among the worst in the franchise, that dishonor goes to Texas Chainsaw 3D. This is a quick, briskly-paced slasher that delivers on the simplest of expectations.