Credit rocker turned horror director Rob Zombie with this: he can film a bloody, naked corpse like no one else. This sequel to Zombie’s House of 1000 Corpses has its own distinctive flair, specifically rooted in the grindhouse exploitation flicks of the 1970s. With impulsive freeze-frame shots and a retro, country-rock soundtrack, the movie stands apart from your more calculated, corporate gore-fests. It’s stylishly soulless, yet the soullessness is what lingers.
