The original The Texas Chainsaw Massacre is the finest art picture ever made in America.

It's like Samuel Beckett only really, really good.

Leatherface is one of the most pathos riddled mother characters ever to grace the silver screen.

He wants to keep his lovely home clean but all these wiggly screaming food things keep invading and he has keep cutting them up and putting them in the freezer before lunchtime which spoils his pretty face so he has to peel another one off and fix up his hair and nails.

Why won't they leave him alone!?

None of the sequels or remakes match it.