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Slaughterhouse of the Rising Sun. Laughably bad attempt at Last House on the Left/TCM style horror. For the first hour or so, it's just a bunch of annoying hippies prancing around and playing grabass in the desert. I almost thought I was watching one of those Sixties-era "freakout" movies. Final score: 2/10. Not recommended at all.
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And no matter what I say I cannot resist or betray it. No one could do so because there is no one here. There is only this body, this shadow, this darkness.
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