Film & DVD
Despite meager box-office earnings, V/H/S brings big-time thrills at the theater
Published: October 24, 2012
Screens at the Enzian on Friday, Oct. 26, and Saturday, Oct. 27, at 11:59 p.m.
On Oct. 5, V/H/S opened in only 16 theaters nationwide, earning a pale $36,402 its opening weekend and just $65,130 so far, according to Box Office Mojo. As of now, it's only slated to play for two nights in Orlando, though anyone willing to drop $6.99 to rent it can also find it on iTunes and Amazon. Given its minuscule debut in theaters, what's all the fuss about?
The movie is the latest in a long list of films in the "found-footage" genre, complete with shaky hand-held cameras, sexy girls and moronic men, but the comparisons end there. V/H/S is unpredictable, disturbing and bloody as hell.
Four vandals are hired to retrieve some mysterious VHS from a house ("you'll know it when you see it" is the only direction), but the house is full of tapes. The tape each man watches becomes a chapter of V/H/S, and the results vary. But even at its weakest, V/H/S delivers the goods.
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