Someone’s Knocking at the Door


In this Grind-House throw back, a group of drug fueled, sex crazed students gather together in a storage area holding old records to read up on the story of serial killers John and Wilma Hopper and experiment with a new found drug, but the gang may have released the spirits of the dead killers in the process.

In my younger years among the living I experimented with my fair share of mind altering substance (for those under the age of 13 that means eating a lot of chocolate bars for those older you know exactly what I mean.) I don’t think a single one of those illicit party favors were as much of a trip as being taken through the film that is Someone’s Knocking at the Door.

Our film starts off with drug dealer Ray being interrupted from his current high by a knock at the door. When he answers the annoying interruption to his walk in the clouds he finds a naked woman who would like nothing better than to bang the hell out of him. Unfortunately, the dream come true quickly becomes a nightmare when the girl turns into a deranged madman with a…umm a…wow, a umm… well a wang the size of Eli Roth’s ego, well close anyway, nothing is quite that large. As if this weren’t bad enough, poor Roy is then raped with the giant tool in one of the most disturbing rape scenes I’ve ever seen. Understand, this is only about five minutes into the film. A police interrogation of Roy’s friends reveals the events leading up to Roy’s sexual demise. It seems that Roy and a group of his friends (including the multitalented Noah Segan) broke into a records office for a little get together. This gathering included reading some of the patient files and using a highly experimental drug that one of the friends (Justin, Segan’s character) found and decided to test out with the rest of the group. Among the old papers and recorded tapes are records of two serial killers, John and Wilma Hopper. The two of them were truly sick fucks who raped their victims to death and, once captured, claimed to have a sadistic demon residing in them causing them to bend to the will of their carnal natures. After Roy’s death things proceed to get stranger by the second with odd visions, lapses of lucidity, and a hellish presence that stalks the brain dead group, leading Justin to believe that something is amiss in the land of perversity. His only choice now is to figure out the secret behind the Hoppers’ reign of terror or succumb to the very same fate as his closest friends.


{Guns and lapses of lucidity go together surprisingly well}

I was pretty unsure of what to expect when I popped this one in the DVD player. I’d read other opinions of the film and had heard it described anywhere from a blatant exploitation flick to a Grind-House tribute. Many times, movies of this type forget all about things such as story or dialogue or even, God forbid, good acting. I’m always down for some senseless gore but give me something else to work with people. Well, Someone’s Knocking at the Door is a Grind-House flick with some exploitation thrown in for good measure. It’s that and a whole lot more and I’m thrilled to say I was very happy I decided to risk it and give the film a shot.


{This is me at the end of most Grindhouse throw back films, thankfully not this one}

The movie does great for several reasons. First off, it actually has a story and a pretty good one at that. The acting is great and I’m glad Chad Ferrin went out and put some talented actors in the film. The dialogue is well written and funny, and the gore is awesome. They do a good job of showing as much as they can while not letting their ambitions get in the way of providing a few good, bloody, and disgusting visuals. What I mean by this is that when they wouldn’t be able to make a death look great at all points during the killing they show what they could make great (which, trust me, is still a lot) and leave the rest to your imagination.


{A face not even a mother could love}

One of the greatest things about the film though is its nearly psychedelic 70’s feel, almost like Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas with two back from the dead, sexually perverted serial killers. The soundtrack adds to this with some great tunes, and the parts where Justin is having trouble maintaining his hold on reality are done almost as if the filmmakers have been on an acid trip a time or two themselves.


{This couldn’t possibly have any consequences}

Another thing I thought was smart on the directors part was making sure it was men that were the ones getting raped. There are girls who die in this movie as well, but their deaths are…we’ll just say a bit different. While I don’t believe anyone really likes to watch a rape scene, it has been proven time and time again that men find a woman’s rape in film more comfortable, that’s not to say they enjoy it (at least not anyone with even a rudimentary conscious), but just that they can tolerate it much more than they can watching a man get raped in his behind. It’s actually the reason why in Ridley Scott’s Alien it is a man who is first impregnated (though Fox was originally not okay with this until Ridley Scott put his foot down for that very same reason I just stated, because he wanted to make men more uncomfortable). I thought it was a good move on their part to make men extremely uncomfortable watching what went on in those truly disturbing scenes.


{I’ll just leave this here}

I can’t say I really have anything to complain about here. I loved the flick and thought it was a well done masterpiece of horror that any fan of the old Grind-House features would be proud to add to his or her library.


The Undead Review


Directed By: Chad Ferrin (Easter Bunny, Kill! Kill!, The Ghouls)

Starring: Noah Segan (Cabin Fever 2, All About Evil), Andrea Rueda (Rx, Killer Biker Chicks), and Ezra Buzzington (Mirrors, Tripping Forward)

Released By: Crappy World Films, Mirage Pictures JR, and Vicious Circle Films

Release Year: 2009

Release Type: Limited Theatrical Release

MPAA Rating: Unrated

About The Undead Review

When I was alive I was an asshole and after I died remained pretty much the same, if not a little worse. You’d think becoming a member of the walking dead would mellow a person out, no more worrying about awkward small talk with people, no more having to be politically correct, and the entire world is your upright, bipedal buffet. Don’t get me wrong, it’s fun as hell to be a zombie, just somewhat irritating at times, especially those times you have to watch a lame movie or read a lame book. Thankfully, when I am forced to watch these films or read those books, I’ve got places like The Undead Review to bitch and moan to my heart’s content. {When he’s not devouring the living or sinking his teeth into a good film The Undead Review (Andy Taylor) spends his time writing his own stories or hunting down the paranormal. Oh, and did we mention his blind dog once saved the world?)
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