However the new Tarantino turns out, it can’t be worse than The Haunting Of Sharon Tate

A.V. Club - 04-05


Hilary Duff, Jonathan Bennett, Lydia Hearst, Pawel Szajda, Ryan Cargill. In a way, it’s gratifying to know that there are still filmmakers out there pumping out exploitation trash like The Haunting Of Sharon Tate. It’s a type of film we don’t see as much anymore, at least not outside of the niche world of underground horror: cheap, opportunistic, sadistic, artless, and completely shameless. In that way, it’s of a piece with the “Mansonsploitation” movies of the 1970s, particularly the infamous Last House On Dead End Street (1977), another film whose bargain-basement production values lend its scenes of brutal violence a certain unsettling snuff-movie realism. But it’s also very of the moment, as The Haunting Of Sharon Tate represents a more contemporary subgenre of exploitation cinema: the “mockbuster.”