A few days ago, it premiered on-demand. That's right... this glorious bastard didn't even get mainstream theater treatment, because it's that kind of movie.

Directed by French-extremists Alexandre Bustillo and Julien Maury, this movie is definitely violent, and takes it takes you all over the place, from homestead havoc, to mental asylum madness, to deranged road trip hijinx, and back to regular ol' Texas Chainsaw Massacres.

It ain't perfect. The movie looks like a nasty piece of celluloid, trying to capture that color-scheme and dreary sunburned orange of the original, but it never really surpasses it. The characters are just about all there, including their cliches, and if you like the series... you should be happy with it.

The performances are all pretty solid. Stephen Dorff plays a Sheriff Wydell type, and those familiar with Netflix/Marvel will recognize Finn Jones in there. Iron Fist. He ain't so tough in here though, playing a rather throwaway cop.

Maybe it is violent. Maybe it is moody. Maybe it appears like a fitting entry to the series, but maybe it's just milking a dry cow. Tobe Hooper produced this. This is the last of the chainsaw films he'll have been involved with. I guess all these directors come full circle toward the end of their careers. I can't complain.