Movies by Rob Zombie, the goth rocker turned cult filmmaker, aren’t for everybody. But he couldn’t care less. He makes movies exactly the way he wants to, with no thought of pleasing mainstream audiences. They can like it or lump it. His latest effort, “The Lords of Salem,” is true to form.
It stars his wife, Sheri Moon Zombie (a regular in the director’s work), as Heidi, a late-night radio DJ in gloomy Salem, Mass.
She is sent a wooden box containing an LP by a group called the Lords. The black-metal music has a weird effect on Heidi, who begins to have violent visions about Salem’s witchcraft-trial past. Be prepared for naked old witches, demonic tentacled creatures, a defeathered and dancing turkey, a randy priest and some innovative torture.
Fans of Zombie — whose résumé includes “The Devil’s Rejects” and two reworkings of “Halloween” — will want to rush out to see this stylishly lensed work, which references Roman Polanski’s “Rosemary’s Baby” and Dario Argento’s “Suspiria,” Others are advised to look elsewhere for fun in the dark.