And as the slasher fan of taste and discretion* knows, the Canadian slasher is a different animal than its American counterpart. Not structurally, not like the Italian gialli, which are really an altogether different genre. Without being different in any obvious functional way, Canadian psycho killer pictures are somehow less crass and stupid; even at their worst, they demonstrate a level of commitment from the filmmakers involved that bears no resemblance to the shockingly rancid depths to which the American slasher could and very frequently did sink
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Antagony & Ecstasy: YEAR OF BLOOD: THE MERRY PRANKSTERS
I need to watch more Canadian slashers to see if this is true.
