One thing that has really struck me since beginning my research into Sandra Peabody's treatment while she was making
The Last House on the Left, and that's how little her mistreatment –
indeed, outright abuse – is mentioned when the film is discussed. The evidence is out there, available to anyone who looks for it in the right places, so why isn't it more often brought up?
Some people suggest that this has to do with certain parts of the horror community still giving a degree of respect to "films that really cost to make" that has largely disappeared from many other areas of cinema. Since Alfred Hitchcock's abuse of Tippi Hedren became widely known, for example, there's considerably less reverence paid to him as an auteur. His cinematic achievements are still acknowledged, but the human cost is now treated as part of the story.
Although this is necessarily somewhat subjective, I think there is something in the suggestion. Transgressive horror, in particular, seems sometimes to excuse even the kind of "transgression" that has real-world effects. Excuses for harsh shooting conditions, excessively demanding directors, treatment of young women as "the girls" and so on are still to be found more here than in some other cinematic genres.
However, this only takes us part of the way. Something as extreme as David Hess's claim in
Vanity Fair to have
threatened Sandra Peabody with rape was still able to pass without editorial pushback – or, astoundingly, any questioning of Wes Craven, who was interviewed in the same article – as recently as 2008. However, #MeToo and related developments have made it vanishingly unlikely that this would happen again.
So why? I think a big part of the reason is that people simply don't know about it. When I wrote about the
Vanity Fair article, Hess's absolutely unambiguous words managed a grand total of three Google hits. The number varies slightly from search to search, but in my experience it is never above ten. This makes the piece effectively invisible, buried beneath
a mountain of often unreliable listicles, unless someone actively looks for it or (as I did) stumbles upon it.
A similar thing can be said about the other major stories of Sandra's mistreatment. Marc Sheffler's cliff threat and Hess's "Can I?" story are in
Celluloid Crime of the Century. Sheffler's description of Hess's approach to the rape scene as "brutal" is from his "Junior's Story" interview. Sandra's own "No comment" about that scene is from p79 of Szulkin. And the most abusive of them all, Hess's explicit and degrading rape threat anecdote, is from the actors' DVD/Blu-ray commentary track.
What do all these things have in common? They are all in bonus material of one kind or another. The documentary, interview and commentary track are on current Blu-rays published by Arrow. While a film like
Last House will have a larger fraction than usual who actually consume these extras, it is still a minority. In the mid-2020s movie-watcher's world, streaming is now king – and streaming services rarely include extras.
In the case of David Szulkin's book, the same applies but more so. Although
Wes Craven's Last House on the Left: The Making of a Cult Classic is absolutely crucial for understanding Sandra's perspective – as the only place she has ever spoken about the film on the record – it is also somewhat obscure. The second and final edition appeared in 2000, and despite Szulkin himself remaining active well after that the book is long out of print.
In truth, it is entirely understandable if a viewer of
Last House arrives at the movie unaware of anything other than the film itself and the fact that it was directed by Wes Craven. Except arguably for Sean Cunningham, no other person directly connected with
Last House on the Left is likely to have mainstream name recognition. David Hess comes the closest, and even he largely appeared in other violent exploitation films.
Ironically, despite a society that is more online than ever before, it is harder than it has been for years to publish information relating to Sandra's abuse in a way that will both do justice to the topic and to Sandra herself, and actually be read. Social media has devoured not only much of legacy media, but much long-form online media too. This blog, for example, is now very much considered a niche format.
This is not to say that the people who prefer to excuse unethical behaviour in 1970s exploitation no longer exist. They do; in fact, not long before I started this blog, a relatively mild comment of mine on another platform lamenting that David Hess never apologised to Sandra was met with a somewhat sneery response, along the lines that I should not expect independent film-making of that era to be as "comfortable" as 2020s studio productions.
But I would like think that that is a relatively small, if sometimes loud, slice of the horror fandom. I think more people simply see
Last House as "the place Wes Craven started out" and then judge the film – positively or negatively – on the basis of what appears on screen. Probably most of them understand that 1970s film-making lacked features we now take for granted, such as intimacy coordinators, but far fewer realise that this case goes far beyond that.
I am under no illusions: this blog is very unlikely to go viral. It's just not the right kind of writing to do that, so I place it on record more as an act of witness than anything else. Sandra Peabody deserves to have her suffering taken seriously, as well as the courage she showed in continuing to work under such duress. But for that to happen widely, the evidence will first have to become known widely – and it seems that we are still some distance from that.