Amid the tidal wave of criticisms both aesthetic and politicized that got lobbed at Disney’s recent live-action “Snow White,” one cry notably unheard was “Needs more gore, nudity and F-bombs.” Yet apparently someone heard that call, because now there is “The Death of Snow White,” which provides those missing factors in bulk.
While horror-adjacent, and most definitely low-budget by mainstream standards, Jason Brooks’ film isn’t exactly what you’d expect — another cheap, jokey slasher cashing in on a copyright expiration and/or major-studio release, as recently befell the likes of Mickey Mouse, Peter Pan and Winnie-the-Pooh. Instead, it’s a sort of fan-film magnum opus, impressively ambitious on limited means (purportedly
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