But Schmidt cuts away before that ugliness can fully be explored, instead focusing on Cliff’s misdeeds, including infidelity and attempted murder. There’s a grim irony in seeing Cliff’s façade of the dutiful husband crumble as we learn more about his marriage to Abby (Julia Benson), revelations that stir her spirit to protect her comatose body from assailants like her husband’s greedy lawyer (Corbin Bernsen). But as the story works its way back from the introduction of Cliff Addison’s (Martin Donovan) dilemma over whether or not to take his horribly injured wife off of life support, it loses that thread. Written by future The Walking Dead: Webisodes scribe John Esposito, “Right To Die” ostensibly centers on the morality of assisted death. Rob Schmidt takes a Wrong Turn with “Right To Die,” a glib and forgettable hour that does little to bolster the reputation of the mostly middling second season. Rarely are the words “How did this get made?” more apropos. What happens next is almost too dumb for words suffice it to say, Hooper’s direction and the Uwe Boll-like editing renders much of it an incomprehensible hash, less an hour-long episode of horror than a 60-minute art school dropout’s sort-of-narrative music video for some stunningly bland industrial music from-of all people-Billy Corgan.
Incoherently staged and shoddily plotted, it plays out like a stoned teenage goth from 1998’s idea of what constitutes “edgy.” Wretchedly adapted from a Richard Matheson story and set after a nationwide chemical weapons attack-in the dystopian future of, um, 2018-the story watches the daughter of a diner owner ( 90210’s Jessica Lowndes) and soulful hoodlum Jak (Jonathan Tucker) lethargically flirt until he brings her to a club run by a gleeful emcee (Robert Englund, hamming it up) where those who have overdosed on a new drug are electric-prodded into performing spastic dances. It’s almost willfully, stupefyingly bad-closer to outsider art than something you’d expect from a longtime, well-respected horror director like Tobe Hooper. “Dance Of The Dead” isn’t just the worst episode of Masters Of Horror. Season two is available for rental or purchase on Amazon. Season one of Masters Of Horror is now streaming on Tubi (with ads). Club has ranked all 26 episodes of this horror anthology to separate the Frankenstein knock-offs from the enduring allegories, and crown one auteur the master of grisly storytelling. But Masters Of Horrors certainly offers some undisputed classics, several gory romps, and more than a few entries that show little signs of life. The title of “master” is up for debate for some of these directors, along with reliability of the scares in a given episode. Masters Of Horror then morphed into Fear Itself, which lasted a single season on NBC.
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The series returned for a second, less accomplished, season in 2006 before Showtime pulled the plug. (An apocryphal anecdote actually credits fellow dinner guest Guillermo del Toro with dubbing the group “masters of horror.”) With such a roster at work on its debut season, Masters Of Horror received a warm critical welcome when it premiered on October 28, 2005.
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Mick Garris developed Masters Of Horror for the premium cable network in 2005, after being struck by the idea of a collective of horror movie directors while having dinner with the likes of John Carpenter, Larry Cohen, Don Coscarelli, Joe Dante, and John Landis-all of whom directed at least one episode of the show.
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