My favorite line ever from an online review of a cult movie is as follows: "Slaughtered Vomit Dolls is not for everyone." Not only is it admirable for being refreshingly direct, but also for how it so clearly provides the guidance that we consumers depend on from such reviews. It's the type of informed counsel that makes you truly grateful that the internet exists, especially if you're one of those people who might otherwise have considered purchasing Slaughtered Vomit Dolls as a Mothers Day gift. In the spirit of those words, I would like to begin this review by stating that Hausu, the 1977 debut feature from Japanese director Nobuhiko Obayashi, is not for everyone. However, if you are one of those people whom Hausu is for, I think that you will find it not just fascinating, but addictive. I myself have now seen it five times, and it's a testament to it's uniqueness that each time I watch it I find myself surprised anew at just how strange it is. It's as if it contains too much that's beyond the normal frame of reference for the brain to adequately retain it all. It is without question one of the most unique horror films that I have ever seen...
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