Discriminating horror fans have a tough time of it. Low budgets and potential high profits create a genre which occasionally delivers a movie like House of the Devil, The Last Exorcism, maybe even Trouble Every Day, but not before shoveling hundreds of straight-to-Netflix "horror films" out for to an audience which will seemingly watch anything. We expect more from the genre because we know and believe in the potential for this kind of film. We are not so easily fooled as to fall for just any masked killer movie.
The Collector emerged as a cult hit after its 2009 release. This praise was mostly justified, as The Collector combined the nefarious traps of Saw with the merciless attitude of gritty exploitation films of the past, and most importantly, characters who were more than just fodder for the slaughter. There was style to the film as well, Brandon Cox filmed it with a keen sense of color and atmosphere. Marcus Dunstan (Feast) directed the course of the story with an eye for tension and action which is very rare in horror film of this kind. The Collector (Juan Fernandez) was an ominous presence which harkened back to greats like Michael Myers, but also delivered his own chilling touches. Much more than "torture porn", The Collector was an artful and harrowing film about survival.
Elena has a rich father, Mr. Peters (Chris McDonald) who will do anything to protect the life of his daughter. To this end, he has his security man Lucello (Lee Turgesen) "hire" Arkin to navigate his team of hired guns through The Collector's warehouse fortress. Arkin agrees to be their guide, first for personal satisfaction, but ultimately at gunpoint. They enter the maze of traps and the game begins as one by one they fall victim to The Collector's Rube Goldberg murder machines.
Article Author: T.A. Wardrope
T.A. Wardrope is novelist, short fiction writer and screenwriter. Another literary passion is film criticism which comments on more than the subjective merits of any given film.
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