So, there's a really great movie out now, directed by a guy known for making innovative TV commercials, that's about a vengeful supernatural being with a grudge who torments teenagers with surrealistic nightmare images.
No, Padawan! I'm not talking about Samuel Bayer's rancid new A Nightmare on Elm Street remake/regurgitation, I'm talking about Nobuhiko Obayashi's 1977 medulla-stomping masterpiece House (aka Hausu), now in limited release after its WTF! trailer burned up the Internet.
Yes, House is surreal. But this isn't the kind of dark and creepy surrealism you see in David Lynch movies, or the glitzy, slo-mo kind of surrealism you see in music videos, or the edgy kind of surrealism you see classics like Un Chien Andalu. Nope! The surrealism of House is a giddy blend of children's storybook images and colors, Krafft-Ebbing levels of sexual frustration and a nice healthy dose of profoundly untreatable mental illness.
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