{"id":21327,"date":"2019-09-19T10:52:31","date_gmt":"2019-09-19T17:52:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/Becomeimmersed.com\/?p=21327"},"modified":"2019-12-11T16:09:01","modified_gmt":"2019-12-12T00:09:01","slug":"haus-of-creep-review","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/becomeimmersed.com\/haus-of-creep-review\/","title":{"rendered":"JFI Production’s Haus of Creep is an Evocative & Story-Driven Exploration of Art"},"content":{"rendered":"
Below is our review of\u00a0JFI Production\u2019s<\/a> <\/em>Haus of Creep, the fifth year in the <\/em>CreepLA\u00a0Series\u00a0<\/em>(CreepLA,\u00a0Entry<\/a>, Lore<\/a>, Awake<\/a>). There are minor spoilers regarding the experience below, specifically in discussing the various art exhibits and characters you\u2019ll meet. If you are attending\u00a0<\/em>Haus of Creep already, I urge you to go in blind, stop reading now, and bookmark it for afterward. But if you need some more information, please keep reading and then buy a ticket. The horror is minimal this year, focusing more on the dramatic and artistic; and this is so much more than an Instagram palace – it\u2019s a full-narrative, multi-track, sandbox experience<\/a>, and we promise that the art will touch you.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n Huddled together, five bodies, wrapped in darkness. A grade-school projector illuminates a back wall – black tentacles, outstretched, tangled, restraining, restricting. You see, there was once a demon.\u00a0Sucking souls, twisting minds, through a brightly lit screen<\/em>. Rosay, dressed in a fuchsia lab coat, leather collar, and beret, carefully extracts the tentacles – revealing that they weren\u2019t tentacles at all, but rather, cords, plugs, chargers. On Friday the 13th, Haus of Creep was born.<\/em>\u00a0A new image replaces the old, one of faces I recognize: The Company.\u00a0They hired a team. Kids, and some freaks.<\/em> She places another image over the other – but this one is burnt, distorted, abused. And it also reveals new faces. But you see, you can\u2019t keep creeps in a cage, not in our house<\/em>. As she extinguishes the light of the projector, the darkness once again enveloping me, and I feel at home.\u00a0Things of the dark need the dark.<\/em><\/p>\nIntroduction<\/strong><\/em><\/h4>\n