Tuesday, September 10, 2019

Review: The Dark Days of Demetrius


Text © Richard Gary / Indie Horror Films, 2019
Images from the Internet


The Dark Days of Demetrius
Directed by Dakota Ray
R.A. Productions
60 minutes, 2019

Despite the title sounding like a 1960s Sword and Sorcery genre release from Italy (you know, like Demetrius and the Gladiators or something like that), rather this is the sixth film by Dakota Ray. His specialty is life at the lowest strata of crime in the street. And rather than being Italiano, he focuses in on his fictional city of Sunnydale, which is actually a stand-in for his home turf of Denver.

Dakota Ray
This Demetrius (Dakota Ray) is also known as the Live Stream Killer (aka LSK), as we learn from the narration in the first 10 seconds of the film past the prologue and credits. He kills random people and live streams it to millions of his fans who revel in the death and destruction in his wake.

Anyone who is familiar with Ray’s work knows it is immediately identifiable as his, as Ray has his own style of filmmaking, which is unique, something you don’t often see these days. While he manages to keep his “auteur” title, this film is actually way different (and similar) as his others.

First of all, his editing is tighter, and more importantly, his storytelling has grown. In previous releases, most of which have been reviewed on this blog, it usually involves a number of short stories all woven together into a tapestry of human horror, involving murder, drugs and Satan. Here, Ray takes a single story that runs throughout its length, though it is still broken up into chapters.

Fred Epstein
His iconic look of using colored filters remains, but mostly he uses a dark blue one here (and occasionally red), almost giving the film an India Ink manga feel, full of close-ups mixed into the action, and a voice-over to let you know what Demetrius is thinking. You rarely hear him speak, but you hear his thoughts in Ray’s unique, deep rumble of a voice.

Some odd things remain the same, such as occasionally focusing on bugs and roadkill, and Ray’s tendency to wear shorts. There is also a lot of traveling shots in a car through the city, especially underpasses and bridges, and the characters we meet tend to be creepy at best, and scary human monsters at their nastiest. Ray bring out the worst traits of people, and that’s kind of what makes his stories so interesting.

Demetrius, like many serial killers, is a self-professed sado-masochistic narcissist. He revels in the power of self, through the killings and his website, often looking at his own reflection through a mirror or his cell phone camera lens. These kinds of murderers are “hungry” for attention, and Demetrius is no different, as his crimes become more violent, and his need for notice grows. He starts to contact the victim’s families to taunt them, and even gets the press involved.

Lilith Frost
Here’s where the story twists into a Man Bites Dog (1992) situation in the “Media Manipulation: The Devil’s Work” chapter that occurs when a news reporter, Clive (Fred Epstein) becomes involved and begins to lose what’s left of his objectivity (not that there really is such a thing as everything is subjective). Clive’s background (again heard more through narration than vocalization) is a sharp commentary on today’s news, rightly stating that people are more interested in sensationalism than professional newscasting, and Clive is not beyond trying to save what’s left of his reputation by leading with blood and guts. This used to be called yellow journalism, but now it’s just common news commentary. But Clive’s a bit of a nutcase narcissist himself, and is actually closer aligned to Demetrius’s mindset.

The two other characters are yet another serial killer that gets involved with Clive and his website, Baphomet (S. Donatello, aka Sebastian Oake, who is also a producer of the film), who wears a goat-head mask, and Bunny (Lilith Frost), a victim of Demetrius. Frost gives a very brave performance as not only is she nude, she is bound spread-eagled with everything open and exposed.

S. Donatello
As one dips into the reality of situations, there are a couple of questionable actions  such as someone peeing on a body. No one would do this, because it would easily give the police a DNA sample. In theory it makes a point of motivation of a character, but the detective story watcher/reader in me saw this as a red flag; on a distraction scale of one to ten in the story though, it’s probably a three.

There are some funny moments here, and I’m not sure if they are intentional or not, such as Clive writing about the intersection of “6th and Vagina,” which amuses me for two reasons: the first is obvious, and the second is that it doesn’t say what 6th (Avenue? Street? Way? Boulevard?).

A couple of more things is that the SFX are practical (as opposed to digital) and pretty good, and most of the music is by death metal band Emperor ov Larvae [sic].

You just know there is a comeuppance coming for some characters, but which ones is not assured until the end, which is a strong point for the film.

Breaking down the plot from three intertwining stories into a single one benefits Ray’s release, and lets the focus on the four main characters interact in a way that is more narrative, yet retains the free-flowing form that one associates with a Ray release. This is definitely among my faves of his films to date.



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