Review – Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Next Generation

You’d think that a movie with Renee Zellweger and Matthew McConaughey would be better than this. But then again, you’d think I’d have better sense than to expect anything at all out of a Texas Chainsaw movie (especially after the first two sequels). This one makes some vague allusions to the original (without following it closely enough to exactly count as a remake), but otherwise stumbles along with the usual plodding, teenager-mauling, chainsaw-wielding excuse for a plot. Leatherface is a particularly pale shadow of his former self. The sad part is that the only thing this one has going for it that the original didn’t is some extra production value, and it’s this very polish that does it in. Much of the first one’s charm was due specifically to the bad film, the talentless actors and the general gritty unprofessionalism that gave the whole thing an almost documentary feel, adding a good deal of impact to the subject matter. No such thrill here. Finally, toward the end it disintegrates (if that’s even possible) into a tedious parade of “physical confrontations” and other random flopping around. See if desperate