Oh man, I can’t tell you how many times I’ve seen Motel Hell (1980); it has to be at least ten. I remember seeing it as a kid, and my mom saying ‘Oh, gross’ when someone wore a pig head. Many years had passed since the first viewing that I figured what the movie was; though I’m not sure I knew its name when I first saw it. When a friend gave me a copy, I was delighted when I put the memory together with the entire film.
There’s a purity and sweetness in Motel Hell that is unexpected. Vincent believes what he is doing is for God. I think that if Terry hadn’t freaked out when she learned the truth that she and Vincent could’ve had a great life. Of course, they would’ve had to keep Ida on a short leash, so she wouldn’t try to kill Terry again. And if Sheriff Bruce Smith wouldn’t have suddenly become interested in being an actual law enforcement officer, the entire thing would’ve had a different, and almost better outcome.
Meat’s meat, and a man’s gotta eat.
I’m interested in their smoking technique. It looks like they are using a brine bath, but do they use dry rub or sauce glaze? Mysteries that’ll never be answered. That’s OK, it’s not like I cook. Another mystery that keeps rearing its ugly head in my mind was why it took Bruce so long to figure out something was amuck. Seriously thirty years? Amazing. Well, I guess jealousy makes us do things we normally wouldn’t do.
Please, if you come across this gem, watch it! I’m giving Motel Hell 4.5 out of 5 Stars.