House of Wax (2005)
This remake of the 1953 horror flick begins with six teens on a road trip to a college football game. On the way, they stop to camp in the woods. When a fan belt mysteriously breaks the next day, they hitch a ride with a creepy man — he disposes of road kill for a living — to the small town of Athelston, which seems unusually quiet. As the kids explore, they come upon a wax museum and, still not seeing anybody, go inside. They discover that all of the wax people are unknowns, not famous people as expected. It turns out that the figures in the museum are the lifelike remains of abducted victims who were covered alive in wax. The only thing that matters to the teens now is getting out of town before they too become an exhibit in the House of Wax.
Well, there are a couple of scenes in this film that justify my decision to not sleep through it. They are not horrific or suspenseful but rather gruesome and shocking. I was mainly interested in the process used to turn the people into wax (no, not for my personal use) and how they were able to live after it happened. But I realized I was watching another dreadful attempt at a horror flick that should hit the movie stores in the next month or so only to survive in the “new release” section for a couple of weeks. There is nothing scary about this movie and only a few scenes that could turn a stomach like lots of cheese on a hot, summer day.
I felt like I was watching an old horror flick in which all the bad guy does is cut, slash, and dice up humans. People are killed several different ways, all of which are shown. Before Paris Hilton’s character is killed graphically, one shouldn’t be surprised that she is involved in most of the sexual content, including a scene in which she appears to be performing oral sex. This movie’s Dove approval easily melted away, along with a good cast to make it interesting.