From Fake Guts to Grindcore Glory: Snuff Mixtape Dissected!
Tony Newton is a gore movie factory. He’s a non-stop monster that oozes film after film, anthology after anthology, year after year, making it almost impossible to keep up. Since 2016, he’s been involved in over eighty films — yes over eighty films! Tony has appeared multiple times on the pages of Severed Cinema as part of grotesque collections of shorts — he has an eye for the atmospheric and the crimson stuff, believe me.
Snuff Mixtape is one of many upcoming projects firing from his huge cannon which genuinely needs to be sought out by lovers of the extreme side of horror — and in some cases the completely daft. Names such as Gore Filth, Wilheim Muller, and Jason Impey are all boiled together in this delicious fake snuff reel for our gristly pleasures.
Tony opens proceedings (and adds many other clips later) with a masked topless geeza holding a camcorder filming a dead girl — the industrial metal soundtrack hits fucking hard! It is solid and adds so much to what you’re seeing. Lots of stabby-stabs follow whilst the VCR tape being simulated flickers and has lines. Beautiful, just right. She’s half wrapped in a bin bag, using marigold gloves, our killer pulls bits off her. This is a very strong opening segment.
Gore Filth follows with some of his one man silly, funny, and extremely gory showcases. This time he’s cutting into his obviously fake penis, then pulling a toy eyeball outta his skull to insert into his mouth. Partner in Gore, Willow, and I started laughing as he peeled the top of the Fisher Price cock like an apple whilst saying, “Oh, that’s better!” Gore Filth is great.
“That’s the toughest dick against a knife I’ve ever seen.” said Willow. “How many have you seen?” I asked. She shrugged, “That’s the first one.”
Anyhow, he cuts himself open, exposing his guts. “The experiment was a success.” Gore Filth makes ultimate trash, he’s comical and inoffensive but bloody.
‘Lost Film‘ really changes the mood, sepia style colour, walking in woods. Man, the music is haunting. The film rolls, and then we’re faced by a disturbing guy in a mask. He’s then getting buried among a mass of leaves by the camera man. The jumpy reel effect is a bit overdone by now. All is not as it seems…
The set up, the action, blood and such is all done really seedy like an underground ‘70s roughie minus the rape porn. This looks like a snuff movie, apart from a shit leg chopping when the blade doesn’t even connect. More fake guts and they’re waved in the air. “What’s that? A dildo?!!” quizzed Willow. Yep, you can clearly see it’s a double ended dildo covered in gore. That is cool. “Fake meat cleaver!” I shouted at one point, “Chop harder!” Wimpy barely connecting chops. Nice to see Martin W. Payne appear by the way — and he actually keeps his clothes on.
Back to some Death Metal on the soundtrack. It’s more filming and cutting courtesy of the masked geeza from the beginning. Cheers Tony.
We’re off into the woods again. A murderer dressed in combat gear and what appears to be a deformed Predator mask. He’s got a knife, acting all sinister and shit. There’s a long-rotted corpse that looks beautifully authentic. He cuts deep and the gore truly flows. His mask gets squirted. Then he goes absolutely apeshit and totally fucks this body up. Real hunting knife vs a great designed bit of cadaver kit. Top notch. It’s the best short so far. Fella wanders by in a metal t-shirt. Our boy hides, then punches the kid — he knocks the lads head clean off his shoulders. Hahaha, what the Jason Takes Manhattan fuck was that???!!! We’re left with a Nekromantik/Bad Taste spurting stump. Awesome.
Another kid passes by, and it doesn’t end well for him either. The sound effects are nicely done. Chops, tears, crushes — alla dat! Cleaning cloths for guts? Marvellous! Thanks, Kylve M. Lewis, your segment was highly entertaining.
The anthology continues with quick fire clips and slightly longer slithers of madness, all brimming with loud metal tunes, grainy gritty filming, loads of gore, and body parts being poked. Speaking of Nekromantik earlier, a nice enactment appears: a girl riding a decomposed gritty corpse that has pop eyes!!!
Wilhelm Muller’s showstopping iron to the cock sequence is wince inducing, then of course the mandatory blade in the bell end. Again, it’s the visual style and the fact there’s no music that makes it unforgettable — just hissing audio and a couple of moans and breaths. Extreme self mutilation, but still nowhere near White Gardenia’s stuff as this is fake. Grow a pair and do it for real! Hahaha.
The greatest showstopper is the one section that breaks away from the handheld POV filming, playing like a crazy grindcore video as a gasmask wearing killer fucking runs around annihilating a group of people in an abandoned building. It’s relentless and insane. Fuck, this one left us both grinning. The acting, effects, and pacing are totally on point. Jaw dropping balls-to-the-wall chaos.
Personally, I’d have preferred none of the directors’ credits showing up in-between clips as it’s distracting and ruins some of the authentic appearance. I mean, it all pops up in the end credits, why thrust it all awkwardly throughout? It’s supposed to be a ‘real’ collection of snuff reels.
Tony Newton has put a lot of work into Snuff Mixtape. He has also added loads of clips to the mix, all vile and seedy. Tony uses the best music as well, reminded us of Traces of Death 2 and 3 (see Traces of Death I & II Review: Navigating the Grisly Realms of Shockumentary Cinema from Brain Damage Films and Traces of Death III, IV, & V Reviews: Navigating the Grisly Realms of Shockumentary Cinema from Brain Damage Films) which we reckon had a huge influence on Snuff Mixtape. Old school real death — love it!!!
Snuff Mixtape is for those morbid lovers of the lowest level of extreme horror — the genuine death footage. Most of the shorts featured here do their best to capture the bleeding essence of what makes those grim old tapes special to so many.
Goredrome and SoCal Cinema Studios are releasing Snuff Mixtape. Keep a look out.
Directed by: Tony Newton, Gore Filth, Jason Impey, Dustin Ferguson, Klyve M Lewis, Cam Dewald, Chris Dasinger, Kieran Johnson
Written by: Tony Newton, Gore Filth, Jason Impey, Dustin Ferguson, Klyve M Lewis, Cam Dewald, Chris Dasinger, Kieran Johnson
Produced by: Tony Newton
Music by: God in a Machine, Upon Crimson Wings, Lee Gore and more
Special Effects by: Tony Newton, Gore Filth, Willhelm Muller, Max Schick, Dustin Ferguson, Jorel Diez
Cast: Martin W Payne, Ryan Haughty, Gore Filth, Kieran Johnson, Wilhelm Muller, Charley Wang, Shaun Fox, Ari Gibson, Kurt Boyd, Jorel Diez
Year: 2025
Country: Various
Language: English
Colour: Colour, Black and White
Runtime: 1h 3min
Studio: Tony Newton Productions
Distributor: Goredrome, SoCal Cinema Studios
