This afternoon I had the great (mis)fortune to watch a film called Rawhead Rex, based on an original story by Clive Barker. The script was written by Clive Barker, which was the only good thing going for it. (That is, it was written by Barker, I’m not saying that the film is in fact any good…)
The story is about an American family travelling across Ireland for some reason I’m barely interested in while an ancient evil – Rawhead Rex – is awoken leaving the traditional trail of dead behind him.
The production values are astonishingly poor, and although the film was made in 1986 the effects are sub-Doctor Who from ten years previous.
There is something vaguely appealing about this film and I can’t really pinpoint what that might be. Perhaps it’s the very British 80’s horror style or that it reminds me of To The Devil A Daughter somehow. Hmm, I’d need to think about that one some more.
Anyway, it is poor and should be avoided. If you really must watch it, perhaps because you’re a die hard Clive Barker fan or you just hate yourself, don’t spend money on it. Either borrow it or steal it.