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Henenlotter took everything that made Basket Case such a great little film, and multiplied it by eleven. He showed me with Brain Damage that not only is Henenlotter’s work criminally underrated, he is a filmmaker that deserves as much recognition and accolades that fellow horror film alumni Peter Jackson and Sam Raimi have been lavished with. The first thing you should notice about Brain Damage is the step up in budget from the likes of Basket Case. Not that Basket Case was deprived of technical merit, for what it was it had some interesting camerawork and was quite ambitious, but with the budget they had there’s not much they really could do. Brain Damage on the other hand is actually quite the visual film, from the trippy drug endued dreams of our leading man to the seemingly ordinary rooms dressed in fantastic lighting. Henenlotter shows a legitimate cinematic vision and decorates his world accordingly. So many schlock directors go out there and shoot heaps of gore, but forget to bring anything original when it comes to what the film should look like… it’s always nice to find a film that takes both the gore and the technical aspects serious. For those of you who don’t like to focus your mind on the filmmaking aspects, Brain Damage also ups the ante in levels of violence. While Henenlotter’s original horror classic really didn’t have much in terms of any violence, Brain Damage is chock full of bloody goodness. One of the most disgusting moments for me was when our lead character has a dream where he pulls his brain out of his ear. Quite the sick moment and a horror classic!
One thing that didn’t change from Basket Case is the level of the acting, Rick Hearst definitely displays charisma and comes off looking just right on camera but his acting isn’t really something you can rave about. It’s a certain level of campyness that Henenlotter demands and almost all performances are relatively over the top. Brain Damage isn’t Evil Dead II or Dead-Alive, it takes itself just serious enough to actually be a horror film but at the same time it dabbles heavily in the world of satire silliness. The apparent anti-drug message reinforces this. The film is consistently taking stabs at drug culture, the war on drugs and works as a metaphor on dependency. Who says you can’t make a smart horror-comedy? It has been mentioned dozens of times before, but I might as well mention it too. For a fun reference, keep your eyes open for Kevin VanHentenryck as his character from Basket Case making a special appearance on the subwway train sequence of the film. I wasn’t expecting it and it had me laughing. So in the continuity of the Basket Case series, where does that place Brain Damage? Fun stuff to think about!
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