I bought this at FrightVision in Cleveland, Ohio based solely on word- of-mouth. For what it's worth, it achieves exactly what it sets out to do... more or less repulse the audience with gore, rape, degradation, beatings, p1ssing, torture and various other abuse and depravity dished out to an innocent, horrified woman (Emily Haack) by a psycho (Tommy Biondo) who is keeping her prisoner in his secluded farmhouse. Eventually (and not surprisingly) the 'victim' has to turn the tables on her attacker and 'stoop' to his level in order to save herself. At a very minimum, I can honestly say that this film evoked some kind of emotional response from me. It's debatable that it is completely pointless and offers no real insight into the mind of the sick-o, but I think the director is very consciously dealing with how images and ideas affect us.
As already mentioned several times, in some ways it is comparable to HENRY: PORTRAIT OF A SERIAL KILLER (1986), in objectivity (no time is wasted on police, investigators, psychiatrists or others who'd 'judge' the nutcase on terms so he's seen strictly as what he is) and a cool, matter-of-fact tone when the events on screen could be anything but. While HENRY is obviously superior in all ways to SCRAPBOOK, the two films breath the same polluted, diseased air.
Director Stanze lucked out in a major way when it comes to the casting. Typical B-movie acting and B-movie performances would have obliterated this entire film. Tommy Biondo and Emily Haack, who I have not seen before or since viewing this one, really carry it along and are very convincing. They are asked to simulate some very sick things on-screen here (plus appear fully nude) and go places most actors won't go.
My Score: 6 out of 10
As already mentioned several times, in some ways it is comparable to HENRY: PORTRAIT OF A SERIAL KILLER (1986), in objectivity (no time is wasted on police, investigators, psychiatrists or others who'd 'judge' the nutcase on terms so he's seen strictly as what he is) and a cool, matter-of-fact tone when the events on screen could be anything but. While HENRY is obviously superior in all ways to SCRAPBOOK, the two films breath the same polluted, diseased air.
Director Stanze lucked out in a major way when it comes to the casting. Typical B-movie acting and B-movie performances would have obliterated this entire film. Tommy Biondo and Emily Haack, who I have not seen before or since viewing this one, really carry it along and are very convincing. They are asked to simulate some very sick things on-screen here (plus appear fully nude) and go places most actors won't go.
My Score: 6 out of 10