Hell doesn’t want them. Hell doesn’t need them. Hell doesn’t love them. This world rejects them. When Local Boogeyman gets done with them, they’re gonna think King Kong came down from Skull Mountain and raped them a new fucking asshole!
Look, I gotta do what I gotta do. It’s my rules or Local Boogeyman comes a-rollin’ thru in a big black Cadillac… “Hey, bitch; hop in!” You dig?
“All hail the man behind the grease paint!”
There’s a problem with Rob Zombie. As a filmmaker he’s a conundrum. He’s a jigsaw puzzle, but with a few pieces missing and those missing pieces are what’s stopping him from connecting fully with fans of the horror genre.
Never has a director in the horror genre been as polarising. There are the people that see Zombie as an extremely creative talent and there are the ones that absolutely despise him
“The evil returns.”
First, there was House of 1000 Corpses. Then there was The Devil’s Rejects. Now, Rob Zombie presents the next blood-soaked chapter in the most violent crime saga in movie history: 3 from Hell. After barely surviving a furious shootout with the police, Baby Firefly, Otis Driftwood and Captain Spaulding are behind bars. But pure evil cannot be contained. Teaming up with Otis’ half-brother Winslow Foxworth Coltrane, the demented Firefly clan are back to unleash a whole new wave of death and depravity. A firestorm of murder, madness and mayhem will be released in this terror ride to Hell and back.
“Free the Three.”
Let’s get one thing straight from the start: I love Rob Zombie. From his early days in White Zombie, his carnival-like album covers, concerts and music videos, right up until his 1st feature film in 2003, House Of 1000 Corpses. This was further enhanced by the excellent and gritty The Devil’s Rejects. Then came 2012’s The Lords of Salem a refined, mature mixture of his previous attempts that has not only made me change my opinion on where Zombie was headed, but also on what I now expect from cinema itself every time I sit down to watch a film with a low-to-modest budget.