Tourist Trap (David Schmoeller, 1979)

Neither calmly sitting in the lap of the slasher film, nor quietly cradled in the bosom of the supernatural thriller, this film is nonetheless a pleasant child; its evocative use of setting, its cheapjack convincing aesthetic, its inventive sound design, and its deeply creepy (even for the most jaded connoisseur of crap cinema) set pieces all contribute to its quirky charm. Even though Robin Wood would have romped playfully among the city/country, mobility/stagnation, and industry/craft dialectics gurgling under the narrative’s surface, however, one imagines the proceedings would have been livened up considerably had the tremendous Chuck Connors alakazammed a telekinetic bloodbath instead of making a department store cellar’s worth of mannequins teeter gently.

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