Director:
Marcus DunstanCámara:
Brandon CoxMúsica:
Jerome DillonReparto:
Andrea Roth, Madeline Zima, Daniella Alonso, Robert Wisdom, Josh Stewart, Michael Reilly Burke, Juan Fernández, Karley Scott Collins, Hiro Koda (más)Sinopsis(1)
Para el manitas y ex-timador Arkin, un hogar tranquilo y una familia de vacaciones es una "oportunidad". Porque en el interior de la casa hay una caja fuerte con joyas, y dentro de la caja hay una rara gema, -su única esperanza para pagar la deuda de su ex esposa y mantener intacto lo que queda de su familia-. Desgraciadamente para Arkin, dentro de la casa hay también una caja que contiene el último espécimen de una colección catalogada como sangre, huesos y lágrimas... un espécimen humano denominado "cebo". (Lauren Films)
(más)Reseñas (7)
Solo en casa con el giro de que el ladrón es un salvador de un huésped mucho peor. Nunca habrá suficientes películas de "trampas" inventivas, y el guionista de los episodios intermedios de la serie Saw se deja ver, pero tengo que admitir que cuanto mayor me hago más difíciles de soportar son las películas de «torture porn», especialmente cuando hay demasiados anzuelos. Una película de terror sólida, pero para mí con una basta.
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Poor hero! He ran up those stairs… I looked forward to The Collector and I can say it didn’t disappoint me. Unpleasant atmosphere, a lot of brutality (really a lot, quite possibly, the most brutal film of the year), a surprisingly high body count, and a score that helps generate a feeling of hopelessness to such an extent that if I’d listen it more, I’d go mad. On the other hand, it has one of the most unrealistic plots I’ve ever seen – it’s something that could never happen in the real world. There’s no point fretting about how it’s possible that several characters have been moving around in a mid-size family house for such a long time and yet manage to constantly miss each other, or why the killer makes his work so unnecessarily complicated, why he’s risking so much… This is how things work in this film, and if you’re willing to accept the rules, you’ll get a solid torture porn experience.
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This film has the same problem as Martyrs. It’s a twisted slaughter-fest in which we know nothing about the characters and therefore have no sympathy for them. In this case, that was obviously the point, but I still couldn't help that I was bored. It’s not because I loathed the film, but simply because pretty soon the barrage of sophisticated traps ate away at me. Then, you start digging into the logic of the plot and the behavior of the characters... and the film loses.
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Fans of brutal gore combined with inhuman-human torture and Saw-like traps will surely enjoy it, as will fans of dense atmosphere and rhythmic horror music, but also supporters of rational thinking who like to amuse themselves over the idiotic twists of similar genre pieces. I actually enjoyed a good two-thirds of The Collector; the mysterious plot in the background teased my curiosity, and the bloody violent scenes had the primary effect of adding to the bleak and oppressive atmosphere, so they can't be faulted. On top of that, Josh Stewart is quite likeable, he behaves more or less reasonably considering the situation, and I was really rooting for him in his hopeless endeavour (I enjoyed the absurdity of two people constantly not running into each other in a medium-sized house). However, the film has huge holes in the logic not only of the story as a whole (how did he manage to decorate the whole house in a couple of hours?), but also of individual scenes (clichés again), and especially in the mishandled ending, which is text-book unnecessary, derailing the previous build-up and creative expression. I'm going to watch the second one anyway, because I'm still very curious about the meaning of the killer's actions. 65%
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I don't give a fuck about some logic and I honestly don't care how much an adult Kevin McAllister could spread around a house in two hours just to get it in there. What irks me more is how the film tries to be enlightened and innovative in the slasher genre and ends up piling on the same bunch of clichés that don't define this subgenre (get a clue already), but instead relegate it to the level of the already seen a billion times. There's that horny teenage duo again, there's that stupid hope in the arrival of a cop, there's that ending sucked out of a finger or something. Oh well.
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Yes, The Collector is clearly a film that aims to make an impression, it's a film for effect, but that doesn't change the fact that the desired effect really does occur. It's raw, it's depressing, and it's gruesome, and that's exactly how it was meant to be. Moreover, within its genre, the film is quite inventive and doesn't settle for merely letting people die. The Collector isn't exactly groundbreaking, but it does feel like it injects some fresh blood into the genre. And there's definitely no shortage of blood to be had in it.
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Home Alone (in hardcore mode) mashed up with the best of the Saw series. I can't go below 4 stars just for creating such an iconic villain that the viewer learns nothing substantial about the entire time (except that he revels in traps, torture, and murder). Within the subgenre of "butchery made for a few bucks" (cf. 3 million), this is a very well done little hell.[75%]
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