Don't Go in the Woods
Shot in Utah for 100,000 dollars with a score that never stops. Beloved by a small and stubborn group.
94 films
goreledger catalogues 94 horror films from the 1980s. By country of origin: USA (60), Italy (20), Canada (9) and UK (7). The most common subgenres here are slasher (26), extreme / transgressive (21), psychological (19) and body horror (15). The best-documented entries are The Shining (1980), The Thing (1982) and The Evil Dead (1981). Of these, 35 were banned, refused or seized somewhere.
Shot in Utah for 100,000 dollars with a score that never stops. Beloved by a small and stubborn group.
Bigfoot tears a man's genitals off. That is the scene, that is the film, that is why it was prosecuted.
Cursed cave dwellers from 12,000 BC eating people in modern Los Angeles. Incoherent throughout.
Roughly 40 percent flashback to the first film. A sequel assembled rather than made.
A painter's nightmares kill people on an off-season island. Genuinely atmospheric and badly underrated.
Three women, a mansion, rain, and a twist. Shot in Oregon and stranger than its reputation.
Marijuana growers, a herbicide and some very slow zombies. On the list by accident of title.
A motorcycle killer in Boston with a kukri. Rachel Ward's debut and a real giallo influence.
Clint Howard, a military academy, a computer and a lot of pigs. Better than it has any right to be.
A deaf teacher, a disfigured twin and a rottweiler. Shot in Savannah and better made than most of the list.
Michael Ironside stalking a hospital. A real cast, a real budget, and no business being on the list.
Cannibals who look like they were recruited outside the catering truck. Almost impressively bad.
A dorm over Christmas break and a plot that runs out. Notable mainly for an early Daphne Zuniga.
Franco at his most indifferent. Ninety minutes of jungle and a monster with bulging eyes.
Its distributor's executives went to prison over this one. The DPP case that ended in jail sentences.
Vietnam veterans come home with a bite that spreads. A better idea than the film delivers.
Susan Tyrrell as the aunt, giving a performance far too committed for the film around it.
A boy in 1950s suburbia suspects the leftovers his parents keep serving are people. Bob Balaban directed.
D'Amato remaking his own Anthropophagous as a Halloween knock-off. Grim and dull in equal measure.
An Austrian film about a killer released from prison, shot with a camera rig nobody had used before.
An Alien knock-off with exploding chests and a Goblin score doing heavy lifting throughout.
A folksy farmer makes the best smoked meat in the county. The secret is people, planted in the garden up to their necks.
A chainsaw killer on a Boston campus, made by Spaniards, and it is gloriously incoherent.
An Aztec god nests atop the Chrysler Building and eats sunbathers, and Michael Moriarty is extraordinary.
A haunted mirror and a Halloween score Ulli Lommel could not afford to license properly.
Deodato's Last House riff with David Hess again. Mean, cheap and effective at exactly one thing.
Bruno Mattei splicing stock documentary footage into a zombie film and hoping nobody notices.
Jess Franco doing a slasher for German money. Contains the stone-saw scene and little else.
A British alien-abduction film so incoherent and disturbing it has never been fully explained, by anyone, including its director.
Hopping Chinese vampires, a Taoist priest, and sticky rice as a medical treatment. It invented a whole genre.
A comet turns most of Los Angeles to dust, and two Valley girls inherit the city.
A killer in a giant owl mask trapped in a theatre with a dance troupe. Michele Soavi's debut and the best late giallo.
A white dessert oozing from the ground becomes a national craze, and it is eating the people who eat it.
Famous for two shots and unwatchable between them. George Eastman wrote himself the title role.
Eerie, well made, and completely undeserving of the list. Stan Winston's effects.
Hooper on a real budget with Rick Baker's monster. Nowhere near nasty enough to be on this list.
Not really a werewolf film. Something older is hunting in the ruins of the South Bronx.
A Beverly Hills teenager suspects his family are not human. The last twenty minutes prove it, wetly.
Abel Ferrara's second film. A mute seamstress, a .45, and a nun's habit at the end.
Fulci's dream logic at its least coherent and most atmospheric. The dubbing of the child is a war crime.
Fulci's most repellent film, and it is truly designed to make you feel bad for watching it.
Joe Spinell wrote himself the lead and Tom Savini blew his own head off on camera.
Jodorowsky's most coherent film, which is a comparative statement. A circus, an armless mother and a son who lends her his hands.
A young man carries his surgically-separated deformed twin in a wicker basket, and they are taking revenge.
A cheap, badly acted summer camp slasher with an ending that has been argued about for forty years.
67 minutes of black and white industrial noise made over eighteen months by a crew that mostly quit.
A woman is repeatedly assaulted by an invisible entity, and the film sides with her against the psychiatrists.
Lamberto Bava, produced by Argento, and it is a film about a cinema audience being turned into monsters inside the cinema.
Stuart Gordon and Jeffrey Combs reunite after Re-Animator for a Lovecraft story about a machine that reveals what is always there.
Tobe Hooper's space-vampire epic, adapted from Colin Wilson, and it is completely insane in the best way.
Argento's last great film, and the needles taped under the eyes are the image of his career.
The best film on the prosecuted list. Savini's raft scene is why it was on it.
Angela Carter adapting herself. Nested fairy tales about what adults tell girls about men.
Sold as the most violent film ever made. Lenzi chasing Deodato and killing more animals to do it.
A priest hangs himself and opens a gate. Fulci at his least coherent and most upsetting.
A tax collector shelters in a haunted temple and falls in love with a ghost enslaved by a tree demon with a very long tongue.
A baby alligator flushed down a toilet grows huge on discarded lab animals in the sewers. John Sayles wrote it and it is a delight.
Wes Craven in Haiti, adapting a real ethnobotanist's account of the drug behind zombie folklore.
A man spends three years looking for his girlfriend and is finally offered the answer on one condition.
The Suspiria sequel. Less coherent, more beautiful, and has the best underwater sequence Argento shot.
Kathryn Bigelow's vampires are a violent family in a camper van. The word is never used.
A divorce film with a tentacle in it. Adjani's U-Bahn scene is the most extreme acting on this site.
Jennifer Connelly communicates with insects at a Swiss boarding school, and there is a chimpanzee with a razor.
Argento's last great giallo, and the one with the three-minute crane shot up the side of a house.
Almost no coherent plot and that is the argument for it. One of the bleakest endings in the genre.
A widower, an empty mansion and a wheelchair coming down the stairs. Enormously effective.
Makes them fast and talkative. Easily the funniest film in this category, and a bleak ending under the jokes.
Rob Bottin was 21. Released months from American Werewolf and between them they finished the subgenre.
Romero and King doing EC Comics, with panel borders, primary lighting and a story about a cake.
King wrote the novel and thought it too bleak to publish. The film keeps the bleakness.
The funniest Lovecraft adaptation ever made, which is not what anybody expected.
Everybody remembers the head. The film underneath is about a pharmaceutical company and a custody dispute.
The bleakest of Romero's trilogy, hated on release, and Tom Savini's best work.
The second of Carpenter's Apocalypse Trilogy, and it is quantum physics as a book of the dead.
Predicted most of what people now say about the internet, using a Betamax slot in a man's stomach.
A teenager works out his new neighbour is a vampire and no adult will believe him, so he hires a washed-up TV host.
Jeremy Irons plays twin gynaecologists who share everything, and Cronenberg's coldest, saddest film.
Cronenberg's most restrained film, and Christopher Walken plays a man who can see how it ends.
Carpenter's follow-up to Halloween: a Californian coastal town, a hundredth anniversary, and something owed.
Joel Schumacher's MTV vampires in a California beach town, and it made the genre cool for a decade.
Mickey Rourke hunts a missing crooner for a client called Louis Cyphre, and the answer is the worst possible one.
Clive Barker adapting his own novella, and the Cenobites are on screen for about eight minutes.
Rick Baker won the first Academy Award for Best Makeup for a transformation that hurts to watch.
Found footage nineteen years before Blair Witch, and six animals actually died to make its point.
Carpenter directing King's killer car in the same year he made almost nothing else work.
Half remake, half sequel, and it turns the first film into slapstick without losing the nastiness.
A suburban family, a television, and a chair-stacking sequence that has never stopped being copied.
Carpenter's angriest film, disguised as a B-movie, about sunglasses that let you see the ads underneath everything.
Under the effects it is a film about watching someone you love get a terminal illness, and Goldblum plays it that way.
Craven's best idea: a killer who gets you where you cannot stay awake to avoid him.
Copied Halloween without any of the craft, added Savini, and proved the formula worked anyway.
Prosecuted dozens of times and won more often than it lost. Raimi was 21 and it shows in the best way.
King hated it. Everyone else was right. The geography of the hotel is deliberately impossible.
Flopped, was called empty and disgusting, and is now the most imitated horror film of its decade.
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