Review: Nightshooters

Text © Richard Gary / Indie Horror Films, 2021
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Nightshooters
Directed by Marc Price
Ascendant Films; Dead Pixel Productions; White Hot Productions;
Indican Entertainment; Lightening Entertainment;
Mop Media; Nowhere Fast Productions
100 minutes, 2018 / 2021
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www.tribal.film/nightshooters 

I am not quite sure why, but I tend of like films that show mayhem behind the camera at a movie shoot. In this case, we are in London, and the crew is doing some final pick-ups overnight – a very common practice – when the space is clear. Most of the releases that fit into this category tend to be slashers, such as Lights Camera Dead (2007), or even A Serbian Film (2010).

Nightshooters, however, falls directly into the action and gangster film categories, rather than horror. It’s closer to Die Hard (1988) than a slice-‘em-up. That being said, the film-within-the-film that is being made is a nice mix of martial arts and an incredibly visceral and bloody zombie flick, Dawn of the Deadly. Those who wish for the gore, just the opening alone can make you smile (It did for me).

Rosanna Hoult, Kaitlyn Riordan

The location for this film (and the meta shoot) are two abandoned office buildings, high rise towers that face each other, ready for demolition. This gives a great cavernous feel that is both wide and broad, yet at the same time a bit claustrophobic. If you have ever been in a buidling that has been stripped down to its skeleton, you will know what I mean. Same no permits by the story's film crew were obtained.

Both the cast and crew of the meta film are a bunch of characters, including Harper (Doug Allen), a petulant, lecherous and alcoholic lead actor who is so vain he has his own picture on his phone case; Marshall (Adam McNab), a harried director who has no issues with shortcuts or legalities to get the shot, safety be damned; Oddbod (Nicky Evans), a sound guy who likes to complain (though I can’t really see where he is wrong); Kim (Mica Procter), an assistant who can’t get the coffee machine working; an ammo expert, Ellie (Rosanna Hoult); put-upon producer Jen (Canadian actor Kaitlyn Riordan) who amusingly wears an Montreal Expos hat; and a stunt coordinator, Donnie (real-life stuntman and martial artist, Jean-Paul Ly).

Jean-Paul Ly

And while our hearty, dysfunctional crew are setting up for the last night of shooting before the walls come tumblin’ down in the morning, there is something else going on in the building across the way: some gangsters, led by Tarker (Richard Sandling), are taking care of business by fiery execution (as mobsters do).

As they do what comes natural in the gangster world if you have watched such fare as “The Sopranos,” guess who happens to be watching the whole thing in the window across the way? Yep. Of course, the order is given by Tarker to his crew to take care of the problem in their own, initiable, mobster ways: go full Die Hard (see, I mentioned it for a reason).

Richard Sandling

The bad guys group are professional killers. The film crew are not, but they have their own talents, as we learn. It is definitely and us versus them situation, but will it be a Little Big Horn massacre scenario or something else? Good thing is, with this many people involved, it is guaranteed to have an interesting body count number. It does seem strange, though, that there were this many people needed for a mob hit, but who am I to complain about it? The more, the merrier, the more the messier. The practical SFX, done by Lea James, is nicely mixed with some CGI blood splattering.

The acting is top notch, and these are some well-honed talents, but for me the standout is Sandling, who reminds me of some of the gritter work done by Bo Hoskins in films like The Long Good Friday (1980), especially a speech he gives early on before the initial execution. The other bad guy worth mentioning is Nicholas Aaron as O’Hara, second-in-charge.

While technically not horror, as I stated above, there is definitely a level of high action drama with lots of blood and viscera as our tribes do what they need to survive. The martial arts action is actually quite amazing. No ridiculous wire work or spinning to the roof like many modern genre films, but rather more Jet Li solid body pounding work. Ly is definitely fun to watch. Some people have referred to this as a comedy, but I don’t see it, other than a couple of funny lines here and there. But I am totally comfortable considering this a solid action drama with a bit of comic relief.

As the side of advantage changes often and quickly, there is quite a lot of fun cat and mouse games between the groups for a while, as they are both maladjusted and some not so smart, but once the killing finally does begin, it’s graphic and brutal. There were multiple ones that were so impressive, I backed it up to watch again. Wheeeeee.

Mica Procter

The only odd thing in the film that poked my rassoodocks is that Marshall seems to disappear somewhere late in the second act, and then suddenly reappears towards the end of the film with no explanation that I caught.

The film crew aspect can be seen as a subtle commentary on what it is like to work on a low budget, to do whatever it takes to make it work. I have been on one indie set in my life, so it’s not like I have a wealth of experience, but I am assuming that this is pretty much more damn accurate than not, more often than not. On a modern, cultural aspect, while this was filmed three years ago (and now being released on disc and a number of digital and cable outlets after a Festival tour), it is interesting to see the questionable set safety dynamics in a post-Alec Baldwin/Rust period of filmmaking history.

The director, Marc Price, has proven himself with the likes of the zombie epic Colin (2008), and here he continues to do well to mix the gritty gangster style of, say, early Guy Ritchie, and to mix it with martial arts. The filmmaking aspect of this, such as the cinematography by Tom Barker is occasionally mouth-droppingly good, especially the lighting during the fighting scenes, and the editing by Price is tight and tense. The film is 100 minutes long, and keeps the attention for the full time.

 

Review: Lady Usher

Text © Richard Gary / Indie Horror Films, 2021
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Lady Usher
Directed by George Adams
Filminginc; Indican Pictures
80 minutes, 2021
www.filminginc.com/
www.indicanpictures.com

There is no denying that Edgar Allen Poe’s infamous 1839, “The Fall of the House of Usher,” is one of his better-known gothic short stories. There have been numerous films based upon it, from the surrealistic The Fall of the House of Usher in 1928, to the Vincent Price-starring classic House of Usher (screenplay by the late, great Richard Matheson) in 1960, and arguably the base material for The Terror in 1963, the latter two both directed by Roger Corman.

For this latest incarnation, director and writer George Adams has reimagined the story, setting it in the present and switching gender roles in some cases. That is an interesting premise.

In the opening, which takes place in the here and now, we meet Texas college lovebirds Roderick Usher (tall and lanky John Tupy) and his girlfriend, Morgan (Billie D. Merritt) filling in for the unnamed (male) narrator of the original story, during the credits montage.

Therese Santiago

Wisely, Adams has adapted the story rather than maintaining the well-worn tropes, while still retaining the feel and some of the motifs. For example, instead of being the twin brother of the titular Lady Usher, Roderick is her son. She is also married to Roderick’s much-older father, who does not appear in the Poe version.

The father (John Furguson) is ill, so Roderick has returned home as the story starts in earnest. Being the dutiful girlfriend and since classes have ended, Morgan shows up at the Oklahoma Usher manse despite Roderick’s reluctance over the phone, and she crosses the threshold into, well, a totally different world.

Here is where the film starts getting a bit playful and fun. Life and time inside the mansion seems to have stopped in a non-literal way, with the inhabitants, including cheeky manservant Vincent (Michael Gibbons, who gets to say the first “The House of Usher” line), dress and act like it is the 1830s, with ruffles and ankle-length dress-jackets.

Rife with 19 Century manner codes and decorum, Lady Usher (Therese Santiago) greets Morgan in a startling custom of stiffness mixed with false invitation that is bound to go south pretty fast. She is an odd sort of a passive-aggressive mix of Lady Usher and Lady Macbeth. One might almost be expecting a Ready or Not (2019) vibe, but again, cleverly, Adams takes his own route, making this more psychological than physical.

Billie D. Merritt

Rounding out the party, both missing from the source, is Mr. Usher’s caretaker, the obvious alcoholic Dr. Philips (Kim Titus), and Roderick’s older and mysterious, nearly mute brother who dresses like the Elephant Man with cloth hood, Gordon (Peter Anthony Seay).

As in the original, the physical house is also a character, with its furniture style from two-centuries ago (I would love to see the kitchen) and a morbid (i.e., Gothic) darkness with windows covered in plush, velvety curtains that let in little light. Even electricity is seen in extremely rare glimpses, mostly just out of camera range.

An extended end of the first act is set around a dinner table where we get to learn more about the attitudes within the family unit and their guests. It goes from terse to tense, to worse. Prodding matriarchical questioning and reluctance of responses make the viewer as uncomfortable as its participants (psychological, remember?).

Like the short story, the underlying theme of the plot is death. In the original, if focuses on Roderick’s sister Madeline, but here it is the patriarch (again, employing those gender mash-ups), though in both, the afflicted has a “morbid acuteness of the senses.” While not the focus, it is the undercurrent that this boat floats upon. There is also an air of privilege that hangs over everything, as Morgan comes from a working-class background. One sign of the Usher snootiness is when Lady Usher asked Vincent to “pass the asparagus” which is less than a foot away from her, as he slides the plate about four inches (and I was amused, assuming this was a continuity error, when she asks Morgan to pass the salt, and she gets the pepper without change of expression; yes, I pay attention to movies I review, so sue me).

It is wonderful that the two main characters are strong women, with the men being the weaker, only pawns in game of life. As for the big reveal at the end, even those unfamiliar with some of the read-between-the-lines suggestions of the Poe tale, should not have to struggle too hard to figure out the family structure by the halfway point.

In my opinion, to paraphrase the words of the television series “Monk,” the blessing and the curse of the film is the costuming. It wildly jumps around over the past two centuries from modern heels to the cinematic antebellum south. Roderick, whose wardrobe is the most egregious, jumps from European dandy to Elvis-period snake-skin designed jacket. And don’t get me started on what he wears during the dinner scene. That being said, it’s also incredibly imaginative and I happily was in anticipation to see what they would wear next, even though it was a bit of a distraction and took away from the events onscreen.

John Tupy and Merritt

Though somewhat predictable, the film easily lives up to its gothic tone and I wonder if it would have been served better in black and white or at least monotone. Or not. Just a musing.

The cast is nicely diverse, and the acting is a bit stiff here and there, but mostly effective for the tone of the film. It is a strong tale with some possible trigger warnings for some, especially those with monsters-in-law of their own. The film does a decent job of weaving the source material, such as characters reading poems and from books (though, again, through role reversals), but stretching it enough to have enough originality to keep the interest up.

Stick around during the credits and enjoy a music video of sorts of the excellent song “Wrecked,” by Rachel Lynch and the Daydrinkers.

The film is now on disc, and available on platforms such as Apple TV, DirecTV, Google Play, Prime Video, and FandangoNOW.