The Bleeding House is big on concept, but the execution of that concept doesn't match its imagined scope.
The Bleeding House is the story of a troubled family living out in the middle of BFE, who are harboring a dark secret. You see, the daughter, Blackbird (no, she's not Native American, just wonky), did "something" in the past which prompted her mother to lock up the utensils and cast a constant suspicious eye on her like she's a black man in a Korean party store. (you know that shit happens, so do not judge my attempt at humor!)
|Too bad his character wasn't mute.|
It's all a good idea on paper, but on film it's a slow and drawn out bunch of un-eventfulness that doesn't really manage to scare or entertain much. Through all of our movie watching adventures, we have found that the more stylized and unique a movie tries to be, the less it tends to be; Tarantino did it perfectly with Pulp Fiction, Rob Zombie did it equally well with The Devil's Rejects. So many other movies try to capture that same lightning in a bottle, but can't manage to do it, and let's be honest, even Rob Zombie could only do it once.
*SPOILERS* We do have to say that the idea of the daughter being a murderous sociopath, and her family being terrified of her, is an interesting one. Too bad it wasn't explored more. *END SPOILERS*
|Guess you shouldn't have locked up the utensils, huh?|
Alexandra Chando is in this.