Get ready, ladies and gentlemen, because I’m about to ruin your day.
Or spoil this movie for you, at least.
For any other women who have ever been raped, violated, brutalized, or abused by a man, there’s nothing about “I Spit On Your Grave” that you won’t love. In fact, I’m quite sure most women lucky enough to have never endured such assault personally, will love it anyway.
Why? Because, finally, you get everything your typical “revenge-against-the-rapist” movies lack (which is namely that slow torturous deserved death we all want to see).
You know how when you’re watching a film in which the victimized woman returns, pistol in hand, ready to dish out justice, and all she does is shoot the guy? And before he dies, you’re yelling at the screen, “No! No! Cut off his junk and shove it in his mouth!”
Well, I hate to spoil this movie for you, but let’s just say that you won’t be yelling anything but “AWESOME” at the screen for this fantastic flick.
There are parts of the film that initially will remind you of “Last House on the Left” or “Deliverance”, but I guess that there are only so many ways to reinvent the wheel when you’re trying to create a rape/revenge movie that’s set in the “middle of nowhere”, ya know?
Since I’m sort of big on inconsistencies in film (sometimes to a fault), only a few things bothered me – just a few paradoxes and unanswered questions. For instance, how does a girl dumb enough to tell seedy looking horny hicks at a gas station that she’s staying alone at a desolate cabin nearby, suddenly wisen up enough to hash out these intricate and creative torture setups?
Movie magic, I guess.
And at the end – what happens with the daughter of the sheriff? Is Jennifer only trying to make him fearful that she did indeed defile his angelic daughter somehow? Despite the minimal character development on Jennifer, I kind of doubt it.
However, that is neither here nor there. The film still wins all around for me. I hope I didn’t ruin the entire movie for you, but it’s still worth the watch, and I will leave all of you lovies by saying this much:
“I Spit on Your Grave” gives a whole new meaning to “An Eye For an Eye”.
Oh, yeah, and a “Tooth for a Tooth”
And a HELL of a lot more.
xoxo
<3~A