House 4K 1985

What can be said about the cult series "The House"? 75 percent of viewers will probably tell you, “Oh, is that the one where guys with rifles and pistols fight rubber monsters?” A measly 5 percent will blink and ask, “Whaaaaat???” But the glorious 20 percent, settling back comfortably in their chairs and taking a bite of pizza, will enthusiastically begin to tell the story of how there once lived an unassuming and unsociable veteran named Roger Cobb (William Cat), and his unusual mansion, which he inherited from a crazy aunt who had hanged herself. And so, step by step, word by word, slice by slice, as you consume the carcinogens, you’ll start to fear every unfamiliar rustle, every creak, every sound of your neighbor’s random fart. After all, the nightmare is just beginning.

Here is an almost masterful work by Steve Miner. Fred Dekker (Platoon of Monsters) among the screenwriters is already a guarantee of success. The film retains a unique atmosphere of absolute horror and all-consuming fear, while at the same time skillfully blending in a well-executed comedic element. It’s not just a movie—it’s a masterpiece. From the very first frames, you can see an unconventional approach to crafting a well-crafted horror film, spiced with truly spot-on dark humor.

‘The House’ is one of the few horror films that doesn’t feature clueless teenagers who are complete idiots obsessed with drugs and sex. The characters here inspire genuine sympathy (especially those who survive). ‘The House’ is one of those movies that, after watching it, you can die in peace.