There’s a part of me that wishes films such as Deadgirl could somehow open big in every AMC/Loews nationwide, to see what the general audience response would be; get all 26 people who paid to see I Love You, Beth Cooper to weigh on what is essentially the anti-Hayden Pennettierre. A strange horror/teen-drama hybrid that centers itself firmly on the notions of zombie-dom and necrophilia, playing it straight down the cold bad-taste line. The reality is, of course, that films the likes of Deadgirl will remain stricken to the minor downtown Manhattan venues, catering to the handfuls of folks that click on Twitch Film and/or Cinematical multiple times a day. And that’s some frustrating, unfixable bullshit.
Deadgirl wouldn’t blow the tops off of the Beth Cooper crowd, though, by any means. Disgust and anger them, possibly. It’s not a great film, just a provocative and quietly-intelligent one that is worth a look, if only to prove to one-self that teenage-horror can still go to those despicable places.
I’ve given the film, which opens in limited release next Friday, July 24, a longer thought-spin over at Critics Notebook, link here: