Showing posts with label Satan. Show all posts
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Tuesday, May 2, 2023

Reviews: 6 Various Horror Musicals, Part I

 Reviews: 6 Various Horror Musicals, Part I

Text © Richard Gary / Indie Horror Films, 2023
Images from the Internet

Growing up, I was as much a fan of musicals as I was of horror films. To some extent, I still am. First a guideline on the reviews here. These are films where the music is narrative, not just a band playing (e.g., 2009’s Suck) or music playing over the soundtrack, with one exception. What we have here is horror films where characters break into songs that further the story, or reflect on it in an unnatural way. It should come as no surprise that most horror musicals are also comedies.

Some of these films I have reviewed previously in a more extensive form, and I have hyperlinked to the full review in these instances.

These films below are not ranked, but are listed alphabetically, all from TubiTV, unless indicated. Note that my snark is truly meant to be fun and rib-poking with a touch of stream of consciousness for the shorter reviews. I had just the right low-budget expectation for these films, so I was not blindsided by anticipating a theatrical extravaganza experience. After all, when it comes to the cheese level, there are times when ya want melted brie on toast, and at others, Cheez-Whiz on animal crackers. I enjoyed these films for precisely what they are. Links to the coming attractions for all of them are at the bottom of each review.

 

The Devil’s Carnival
Directed by Darren Lynn Bousman
56 minutes, 2012
There are three interlocking tales based on greed/ego, blind trust (via lust is my interpretation) and grief/suicide, mixed with the telling of Aesop’s Fables. That’s the basic premise, but there is just so much going on at the same time. The carnival is the entranceway to hell, and each person coming through is tested to get to the next step, making sure not to break any of the “666 Rules.” Terrance Zdunich, the writer of the film and its music, plays a very interesting looking Devil, who does not take the obvious road when it comes to the songs. Yeah, “666 Rules” is kinda catchy, but most of the music is dense, off-beat and dissonant. Not only are the songs odd, but so is the whole production, and again, that’s meant complimentary. Everyone in the film seems to be having fun doing it, and there are some “names” in the cast, such as Alexa PenaVega (from the Spy Kids series), musician Emilie Autumn, and Bill Moseley (from House of 1000 Corpses, The Devil’s Rejects and 3 From Hell). The film is definitely dark in tone – though not overwhelmingly so – but that is not surprising considering Darren Lynn Bousman also directed the likes of Saw II through Saw IV, as well as Spiral. For the full review, go HERE
Trailer is HERE

 

The Devil’s Carnival Alleluia!
Directed by Darren Lynn Bousman
96 minutes, 2016
This is the sequel to the film above, which is essentially the second war of Satan vs. God (Terrance Zdunich and Paul Sorvino, d. 2022, respectively). Seems the Debbil is dropping off lost soul that belong in Hell (i.e., The Carnival) and shipping them to Heaven to distract God enough to take over. Meanwhile, we also get to hear the devil tell a story about a group trying to get into heaven. Best I can tell, it took place in the late 1940s, or very early 1950s. God is shown as cruel, demanding, and conspiratorial, much as He is in the Old Testament. Also, it addresses the lack of free will allowed in Heaven, something philosophers have been arguing for centuries. It is nice there is a psychological element to the film, rather than just showing black and white God good/Devil bad. The story is used as the lynchpin to explain about the coming incursion, with the film ending just as the war is about to begin. The set design, lighting, and cinematography definitely has its own character, as did the first one.. There is some amazing casting here including Ted Neeley (who played the title character in 1973’s Jesus Christ Superstar; as a side note, there is a nod to JCSS when someone asks, “What’s the Buzz? Tell me what’s happening”), Barry Bostwick (1975’s The Rocky Horror Picture Show), Bill Moseley (Rob Zombie’s Firefly trilogy), and David Hasselhoff (“Baywatch”). While this looks like the second of a trilogy (and it may yet be), Sorvino, who both played God and was a producer, has passed away, and there is nothing listed on the director’s up-and-coming that indicates that it will carry on, but still an interesting piece to watch even as a standalone.
Trailer is HERE

 

Evil Dead the Musical
Directed by Christopher Bond; Hinton Battle
101 minutes, 2007
Yes, this is a tape of the final night (February 17, 2007) of the Off-Broadway version of the infamous Sam Raimi films. The camera is static and in the back (I’m not sure if this is “official” or a cell phone taping), being further away than the trailer indicates, and the sound reflects that. It is recommended to watch this “full screen.” I did not know what to expect, though I knew the soundtrack is quite popular. This play mixes Evil Dead (1981) in the first act, and Evil Dead II (1987) in the second(though there is also a few bits from Army of Darkness, 1992), starring Ryan Ward (Ash), Jennifer Byrne (Linda, Ash’s girlfriend), diminutive and amazingly energetic Jenna Coker (Cheryl, Ash’s sister), Brandon Wardell (Scott, Ash’s best friend), Renee Klapmeyer (Shelly, Scott’s girlfriend/Annie, the professor’s daughter), Tom Walker (Ed, Annie’s boyfriend), and Daryll Winslow (Jake, a local yokel). Now that that is out of the way, let’s get back to the play. It is loyal enough to the story to get Sam Raimi and Bruce Campbell’s approval. The films had comic elements, but this is solidly hilarious. I laughed often, and out loud. Sometimes it is self-reflective (one character yells at Ash, you killed all the demons except the one that makes puns?, for example). Sometimes the lyrics are a bit hard to make out, but generally this is very enjoyable. I was a bit worried about the first set (i.e., the woods), but the cabin and all its accoutrement that plays into the story is great, right down to the moose head. The songs, the dancing, beheadings, the demons, the blood-splatter (first couple of rows is not the place you want to sit). The story is a bit jumbled a bit from its source material, but I have to say, I was pleasantly surprised how much I laughed, as it is well-written. There are lots of songs, with titles like “Houseware’s Employee,” “What the Fuck Was That?,” All the Men in My Life Keep Getting Killed by Candarian Demons,” “Do the Necronomicon,” and “Blew That Bitch Away.” This is available free on YouTube.
Trailer is HERE

 

Happiness of the Katakuris (aka Katakuri-ke no kofuku)
Directed by Takaski Miike
113 minutes, 2001
A mixture of the love of family, death-death-and-more-death, horror, crime, comedy, dancing, and a snappy soundtrack; yes, we’re off to a Takashi Miike off-kilter special treat. The six-member Katakuri family moved out to the countryside to try and make a go at a Bed and Breakfast called the White Lovers’ Guesthouse, but are waiting for patrons to finally show up. The problems begin when they do eventually come. And go. Through no fault of the Katakuri tribe, the customers rarely seem to last a night without meeting their maker by different means. Since the family doesn’t want to ruin their reputation before they have the chance to be successful, they must figure out what to do with the growing pile of bodies. This is actually very dark and humorous at the same time. For example, in Miike fashion, some the characters include a sumo wrestler and his obviously underage uniformed schoolgirl girlfriend, a TV announcer who has a bug climb into his nose, violence, zombies of a sort, and as I said, a nice body count. And did I mention the Claymation yet? For the full review, go HERE.
Trailer is HERE

 

The Incredibly Strange Creatures Who Stopped Living and Became Mixed Up Zombies!!? (aka The Incredibly Mixed Up Zombie; Diabolical Dr. Voodoo; The Teenage Psycho Meets Bloody Mary)
Directed by Ray Dennis Steckler
82 minutes, 1964
Often Ed Wood is opined as “worst film maker,” though his films have become cult classics. Lesser known for the same reasons is director Ray Dennis Steckler (d. 2009). Along with this doozy, which cost $38,000 to make (about $370,000 in today’s dollars), he also directed other “Grade Z” cults classics like Wild Guitar (1962, with Arch Hall, Jr.!), Rat Pfink and Boo Boo (1967), and the music video for Jefferson Airplane’s “White Rabbit” (1967). For this hot mess, shot in “Bloody-Vision” and “Hallucinogenic Hypnovision,” Jerry (the director, using the stage name Cash Flagg) and his best girl, Angie (Sharon Walsh, the director’s spouse at the time), along with Jerry’s pal Harold (Atlas King, looking remarkably like Arch Hall, Jr.) go to an Amusement park (The Pike, Long Beach, CA; closed 1968) run by the evil fortune teller, Madame Estrella (Brett O’Hara). Her sister, Carmelita (Erina Enyo), is a stripper at a music and comedy club called the Hungry Mouth that is connected to the park, where much of the tunes in the film originate. She’s an alcoholic on the verge of being fired, and so the Madame hypnotizes Larry to go out and kill Carmelita’s competition. Eventually, the Madame’s acid-scarred “pets” (previous hipnoteeze, i.e., the titular zombies) get loose and wreak havoc on the dancers and patrons of the club. The acting is horrendous and the writing is on equal level, but the filmmaking by Steckler is well ahead of its time, with twirling images, weird editing, and playing with the film itself. This is especially true during an extended dream sequence. Because of when this was shot, four years before Night of the Living Dead (1968), the zombies were murderous, but not cannibalistic; they are hunched over and disfigured (make-up by Tom Scher) but move quickly. Like other films of the time, filmed just as the Beatles were hitting, the music here reminds me a bit of the ballads that were sung often in the Avalon/Funicello beach franchise, which was popular at the time. When I worked as an usher in a movie theater in Brooklyn in the 1970s, the Bloody Mary version of this film played on Halloween, and we minimum wage staffers had to run through the theater wearing masks at the point when the monsters were loose on-screen. One of my fellow ushers got punched in the face by a Tony Manero type, and that ended that. Things were different a dozen years earlier when this was released.
Trailer is HERE

 

Little Shop of Horrors
Directed by Frank Oz
94 minutes, 1986
Yes, I know, at a budget of $25 million, this is hardly an independent work, but if you did not know, it is based on a black and white, low budget film by the same name, put out by Roger Corman in 1960 (which included Jack Nicholson’s very first role ever in the dentist’s patient/victim played by Bill Murray in the remake). I fell in love with the off-Broadway soundtrack (on cassette) from 1982. This film, though, is quite different in that many of the original songs are changed, dropped, or new ones added for the film, though in an instant, I would take “Mean Green Mother from Outer Space” for “You’re the One That I Want.”. This is a blast with catchy music and fun acting, though it is incredibly bloated by “name” actors to grab an audience, much like the film (1978) adaptation of the play (1972) Grease (and both were huge successes). I was one of those snobs who was disappointed in the new conclusion of the film, preferring its original ending, but director Oz was too afraid to offend a sanitized general audience who would think it to be too negative. Still the film is a beauty, especially scenes like “Skid Row” and “Suddenly Seymour.” I thought Steve Martin was horrendous as the doctor (and I am a Martin fan from his earliest of days of “The Ray Stevens Show" in 1970 (which isn’t even listed on IMDB!). Surely everyone now knows the story of Seymour, his sweetie, Audrey, and the ever-growing venus flytrap from outer space, Audrey II. This film was a huuuuuge success and is beloved by many. I really enjoy parts of it, and others, such as the dentist scenes and John Candy’s cameo (and I’m a Candy-man fan). If you have not seen it, it is worth it. This film is available on Freebie TV, NBC, SYFY, USA Network, Bravo, E!, Telemundo, OXYGEN, Prime Video, Redbox, or Vudu on your Roku device; the non-musical 1960 original is on TubiTV.
Trailer is HERE

Tuesday, November 22, 2022

Review: Satan’s Little Helper

Text © Richard Gary / Indie Horror Films, 2022
Images from the Internet

Satan’s Little Helper
Directed by Jeff Lieberman
Intrinsic Value Films; Synapse Films; MVD Entertainment
96 minutes, 2004 / 2022
www.MVDEntertainment.com/
Yeah, I know, the focus of this film is on Halloween night, and we are well into the seemingly never-ending Xmas season. But my assumption is that whoever is reading this is a horror fan, and it is Halloween all year ‘round. I will take this film in that – er – spirit.

The main focus here is on the Whooly family, who live on the fictious Bell Island. There’s the mom, Merrill (Amanda Plumber!!!), Dean (Wass Stevens), sister theater majors Jenna (Katheryn Winnick; Lagertha from “The Vikings”) and her new boyfriend Alex (Stephen Graham) who have come home for the holiday, and especially nine-year-old Douglas, aka Dougie (Alexander Brickel).

Joshua Annex

Dressed like the debbil for Halloween, Dougie is obsessed with a handheld video game called “Satan’s Little Helper,” where his avatar helps Satan kill people. The game is above 8-bit, but lacking by today’s standard. He is fixated on this theme, and hopes to meet the red guy on Halloween and help him. Meanwhile, he is totally possessive of his sister, and is not happy about Alex (something tells me a future action will occur).

While Winnick dresses like a Renaissance slut (and lookin’ good in it) and Alex decides to also dress like Satan hoping to bond with Dougie, while Dougie is walking the Halloween Day streets looking for the real Satan. But he does find the next best thing: a non-speaking serial killer in a devilish mask (Joshua Annex). Actually, the mask looks great. He goes to various houses, kills the occupants, and puts them out in front of the house as Halloween decorations, right in public. In this way, Dougie fulfills his fantasy of being this Satan’s little helper.

Alexander Brickel, Annex

While everything that has happened before is enjoyable (other than a pet killing), it really picks up in the second act, when Dougie brings the killer home, and he is mistaken for someone else, so is incorporated into the family unit. Yet, still, he manages to get around the town with Dougie long enough to cause numerous deaths and damage; Dougie so fixated, he has trouble distinguishing reality from the game, so he does not believe the carnage to be real, even as he watches, and in some ways, participates.

The devil comes home to roost when he returns to the Whooly house – er – and all hell breaks loose. And let me add, Dougie is not the sharpest stick in da woods. Actually, none of the cast seems to be fully conscious. For example, and I will not give it away, but there is a thematic device is that is used twice. People will probably figure it out at least the second time (I did on the first, but I’m a stable genius). You would think one of the characters who was involved with the first one would recognize the pattern for the second one. But nooooooo.

Katheryn Winnick, Annex

Despite this, I have to say this is the first slasher film I have seen in a while that made me smile in its imaginative take. Yes, there is a sense of humor to the whole thing, but my enjoyment went beyond that.

The SFX is practical (thanks to a low budget) and looks really great. The acting is also worth noting (did I not say Amanda “Honey Bunny” Plumber?). The Dougie character is a bit annoying, but I do believe it is not the fault of the actor. The cast also works well together.

Amanda Plumber (far left), Annex, etc.

To start off the extras is a full commentary by the director, Jeff Lieberman. His tone in kind of flat and monotone here, unlike on some of the other additions, but the information is worth the listen. He is still an engaging speaker (though the sound was a bit low and I had to turn the volume way up), and there are a lot of good stories – just the various locations and how they were all edited together alone was fun – also giving some info on the film that I did not catch during the first viewing. Worth the watch.

Next is a “Behind-the-Scenes of Satan’s Little Helper” featurette (5 min), obviously done in 2004, when the film was released. With narration, they dissect three scenes and show the viewer how the magic was done. Fun. This is followed by another featurette, “The Devil and the Details: Making Satan’s Little Helper (33 min). This brings us into 2022, giving us interviews with the director, other crew members such as the guy who designed the mask, and an adult Dougie (who’s “look” is similar to middle period Weird Al Yankovic). Interspersed with scenes from the film that are relevant to the conversation, it makes for some compelling viewing, unlike many other featurettes I have seen of late.

“Mister Satan's Neighborhood” is a tour of the filming locations with director Jeff Lieberman (32 min). Showing some towns in Westchester, New York, and Connecticut, Lieberman (holding the killer’s Satan mask throughout, even talking to it) takes a very detailed look at some of the locations, but also tells some (in Dougie’s words) cool anecdotes about filming in these spots. More detailed than most, though he did not show any of the Maine spots. Filmed in 2022 by Synapse Films, this is, again, one of the better location shot mini-docs I have seen of late. The last extra is the film’s promotional trailer, which gives away too much of the fun.

Lieberman’s history is that he is mainly known for four films out of his career in the horror genre: Squirm (1976), Blue Sunshine (1978), Just Before Dawn (1981), and this one. His films are a bit quirky, lean toward black humor, and are exceptionally enjoyable. That is especially true for Satan’s Little Helper.

IMDB listing HERE https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0380687/?ref_=nv_sr_srsg_0

Older trailer without as much given away:


Thursday, October 15, 2020

Review: Sebastian’s Unholy Flesh

Text © Richard Gary / Indie Horror Films, 2020
Images from the Internet

Sebastian’s Unholy Flesh
Directed by Dakota Ray
R.A. Productions
72 minutes, 2020
https://m.facebook.com/dakotarayfilmmaker/

In his seventh film, director/writer/editor Dakota Ray takes a leap forward and brings all that makes his signature stylings with him. He has a vision that is full of satanic overtones, indulging in absinthe, the darker side of Denver’s urban landscape, serial killing, and a purple haze… okay, a purple filter.

Without giving away much as this is in the first 30 seconds of the film, a cosmic shift has led to the death of Satan, and Sebastian (Dakota Ray), an evil extradimensional demonic being who has taken human form, means to fill the Dark Lord's place by getting his hands on a certain book that belonged to Beelzebub. With this he will gain Satan's powers and be able to destroy the world. And the quest for our end begins.

As with all quest sagas, there must be two sides, even if it is not good vs. evil, as in this case it is certainly evil (Sebastian as anti-protagonist) and a higher level of evil. Here, the latter is represented by two entities. The first, being human, is the White Spider (Fred Epstein), a serial killer that watches snuff films to get off, and who invokes the second demonic entity named Nezaah (Nick Benning) – the first born son of Satan – who is also after said tome, I am assuming for similar reasons. Nezaah uses the White Spider (WS) as his go-between to be rid of our boy Sebastian by cutting him into nine symbolic pieces. Will Nezaah and WS succeed in their malevolent deed and need for control?

With the exception of Nezaah, nearly all the dialogue is the internal thinking of the characters. This has always been a cornerstone of Ray’s filmmaking and it works for his oeuvre. When Nezaah actually orates, however, his words are simultaneously captioned on the screen in big letters, not as a scrawl on the bottom, for those who hate captioning; if you don’t want to read, you can still hear what he is saying pretty clearly through his growling vocals.

The big question of course is who will win this malignant battle to the death of, well, them and everything? Either way, it’s not looking good for the universe because both are out for a taste of destruction on our behalf. This is a nihilistic view, and yet, it feels like it matters in this dystopian pre-apocalypse. Is this perhaps a metaphor for the Trump regime’s plan to plummet us all to an early grave, be it through a pandemic or global change, or even geo-political shenanigans?

Speaking of pandemics, this was, of course, filmed during the height of the Summer of COVID, and it’s interesting to watch how Ray uses the cast in individual set pieces and splices them together to form a semi-coherent narrative (more on that later). The cast is actually quite small but work around each other in interesting ways to maintain cinematic social distancing.

There is very little subtly in this film when it comes to the acting. Sebastian is kind of cool and self-assured, with Ray’s trademark vocal growl almost snarling with smirking and hubristic glee. As for Epstein and Benning, they gear it up to, well, beyond 11 in their emoting, but we’re dealing with extreme characters, so it’s not so off-putting or even unexpected.

 

Ray has always relied heavily on the visual and tints to evoke moods, using urban landscapes, road kill, insects, and satanic and Christian imagery for atmosphere and ambience, or to push the story along; Satan is oft a secondary character in many of his releases, but since Satan is no more, he is absent (in the “flesh”) here. Using a purple tint throughout gives it an edgy, experimental feel that mostly works in making the imagery an almost dreamlike quality. The heavy fisted music also works exceedingly well for promoting the demonic and oppressive tone.

What is different in this film, however, is that imagery has moved up in importance and become parallel with the narrative, both of them in a dark, purple dance with each other. Ray has made it clear that he has become infatuated with the mildly psychedelic and green drink of absinthe, which may (I am assuming) be a strong influence on this heavier reliance on the visual.

Recently, I read someone positing that Ray’s works fit into the “transgressive” subgenre. That struck me as being quite accurate, especially with this release. I can easily see his work alongside of the likes of Richard Kern, Nick Zedd, and Beth and Scott B.; perhaps even a bit of Stan Brakhage in the sheer rawness of it all. Another reason this pairing may match is because transgressive cinema tends to be a bit poetic and esoteric, and arguably a bit poetically opaque at times, as this one tends to be due to it’s story arch and imagery, with each filmmaker having their own forte and style.

As a drinking game, take a sip of absinthe every time Nezaah says the word “Obtain.”


 

Friday, November 15, 2019

Review: The Dark Side of the Moon


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


The Dark Side of the Moon
Directed by DJ Webster
Wildstreet Pictures / Unearthed Films / MVD Entertainment
87 minutes, 1990 / 2019

There was a period of time where science fiction and horror crossed genres, and it was great. The Alien franchise, Galaxy of Terror (1981), and so many others fed off the success of previous films, and once the majors found the hits, the smaller studios and indies grabbed their boards and rode the dollar waves. If this sounds cynical, well, I mean it that way only about ten percent. I actually like some of the smaller films as much as the ones budgeted at a gazillion dollars.

That being said, here is this release. If Star Wars (1977) was A-list and Battle Beyond the Stars (1980) was B-level, then this is very competent C-cinema. Then add to it the ilk of demonic possession like The Exorcist (1973) and the questioning of identity such as John Carpenter’s The Thing (1982), and you’re a bit closer to this mash-up.

Will Bledsoe
Taking place in the far off space travel future of 2022 (wait…what?!), a cargo ship meets up with The 18th Discovery space shuttle, another NASA (non-commercial) craft from decades before, which had splashed down and crashed, disappearing into the Bermuda Triangle (also known as the Devil’s Triangle). And like so many other films, there is something aboard this abnormality that is not only evil, it’s Satanic. That’s right, not a monster, this is a possessive spirit that migrates from body to body, capturing the person’s soul along the way if they are a non-believer in the Christian god.

It’s a bit over the top (paraphrase: “The second you questioned the existence of God, you were mine!”), our good shipping crew was in peril, as the song says. But let’s backtrack to that a bit. The humans in question is a sextet of a repair crew sent to fix an orbital nuclear weapon (Space Force?!) but their spaceship malfunctions and ends up heading towards the surface of the dark side of the moon. That’s when they run into the errant shuttle and the fun begins. Well, for us viewers, natch, not for them. Also, in the “crew” is the robot system, based on a mixture of HAL and possibly the cyborg “Ash” character in Alien (1979). But in this case, the computer is shaped like a sexy female named Lesli (British actress Camilla More), who sits in a chair the entire time and wears a tight leather top that shows off some deep cleavage. Siri never looked this good.

Camilla More
The two “heroes” of the film are the Commander, Giles (Will Bledsoe), and the nice, Jewish [implied] doctor, Dreyfuss (Alan Blumenfeld). Giles is the strong-jawed type who will put himself in peril for others, and Dreyfuss is more of the laid-back… well, let’s just say he’s somewhere between schmuck and mensch, mostly to the former. Most of his dialog in the first half is “I don’t know.” So, it’s pretty obvious as some point he’s going to rise to the occasion when the need arrives in the third act. Oy. Another two actors that had other fame are Robert Sampson, who played the Dean/Megan’s dad in Re-Animator (1985), and Joe Turkel, instantly recognizable as bartender Lloyd in The Shining (1980).

Like in Alien (a touchstone in most of these kinds of films), the crew gets picked off one by one, but that’s obvious. And like The Thing (ditto), no one knows who has the evil within, so anyone who is alone at any particular time is suspect and paranoia = suspense for the viewer. All the check marks are there, and the first-time feature director (known for making music videos, such as Til Tuesday’s iconic “Voices Carry” and religious nut Amy Grant’s “Baby Baby”) uses it well, infusing darkness and shadow to keep you off kilter).

Alan Blumenfeld
The sets look great, considering this wasn’t a huge budget megafilm. Some of the explosion effects are kind of cheesy, but so were the ones in the original Battlestar Galactica (1978). Other than that, it’s what you could imagine a corporate repair ship might look like (i.e., one the administration would not care about – other than budgetary – because it’s a job they would never do), with dingy walls and dark corridors (again, see the Nostromo in Alien).

What is adorable, for lack of a better word, is the technology presented. This was filmed pre-Internet, and the computers used are obviously cathode-backed. Even the keyboards look antiquated, and the onscreen images are 8-bit at best (think first generation Tetris). Of course, there was no way a minor budget film could experiment much visually considering CGI was in its extreme infancy and would be highly cost inefficient.

Joe Turkel
The physical effects are practical, especially the bloody ones – and there are a few of them – other than those pesky explosions. Mostly we see a lot of snake-eyes, going back to the biblical serpent in the garden is one way to look at it.

Considering the director’s past with Amy Grant, I am assuming that there is a religious message here, to believe in the Christian god in order to (try and) defeat Satan. Or perhaps he’s arguing against that by Giles’ attitude. Honestly, I’m not sure.

So, let’s get to the extras, most of them are Q&A interviews led by Jay Kay, and then I will get back to discussing the film. First up is Alan Blumenfeld (40 min.). It’s a bit long, but mostly interesting as the discussion is centered around Alan’s career in general, and this film in particular. It’s not very deep, but enjoyable. The problem is with the sound, as the volume of Jay Kay’s mic keeps dipping; it’s Alan’s answers that are more central, so that’s okay albeit a bit annoying. Next up is FX artist R. Christopher Biggs (35 min.), who has done so much in genre films that I’m just gonna recommend looking him up on IMDB for his career list. Most of what he talks about his how rough the shoot was for the SFX crew, which kept my attention, but it was also cool hearing him talk about his work on other films such as the A Nightmare on Elm Street franchise. Then there is the interview with stuntman Chuck Borden (21 min.), who only worked on the film for one day; honestly, this one was a bit dry, but I muddled through.

Wendy MacDonals
For the commentary we get producer Paul White and Unearthed Films’ head the Stephen Biro. Again, Biro is the Q in the Q&A, though he does add a bunch of information as well. It’s not the most exciting commentary track but filled with good bits anyway.

The last digital extras are the Budget Breakdown (1 min.), which I’ve never seen on a extras list before that I can remember, and a Stills Gallery (mostly screen shots and posters; 2 min), and there’s a very nice and thick color booklet in the case cover filled with facts and pictures.

Two points of interest before I bust outta here: first, this is the first screenplay for the writing team of Carey W. Hayes and Chad Hayes, who would eventually find fame with the likes of The Conjuring (2013). The other is that this film is very similar in storyline to Event Horizon (1996), and I wonder about the connection.

As sci-fi horror goes, this is a really good example of what was being created on a regular basis back in those days of following the audience, and somehow as hokey as this sometimes is (Satan! In Space!), it manages to work.



Thursday, October 10, 2019

Review: Devil Music

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

Devil Music (aka 61: Highway to Hell)
Directed by Luke Jackson and Jeremy Jackson
Tomcat Films / Unanimous Pictures / Prankster Film Co./ Godfrey Entertainment /
Three Weeks in a Helicopter / Wild Eye Releasing / MVD Entertainment
97 minutes, 2017 / 2019

When it comes to Faustian tales of selling one’s soul to the devil, it seems many of the stories revolve around musicians who want either talent, or to make it in the music industry. Here’s another one, originally released in 2017 as 61: Highway to Hell (I can see so many trademark infringement possibilities in that old title, I’m not surprise they changed it). The reference, of course, is related to the place where Blues musician Robert Johnson (d. 1938) supposedly signed on the dotted line with the devil, before becoming a founding member of the 27 Club.

Reed Amos
For this tale, we meet the Los Angeles-based rock band Richter Scale, who may be awful, but we don’t hear them play for quite a while; we just learn they can’t get a local gig.  And they’re getting up there in age, over the 30 zone. But worse, they’re clichés. What I mean by that is kind of what singer-songwriter Christine Lavin was talking about when she sang, “Prisoner of Her Hairdo.” For example: Rondo (Reed Amos), the lead singer, songwriter and key ego (thinks he’s equal to the likes of Jim Morrison), wears sleeveless white tees, an oversized head bandana like Mike Muir of Suicidal Tendencies, and is addicted to Monster energy drinks. The guitarist, The Hunted (Nick Thune), wears eyeliner, punk hair, weird and tight clothes such as silver lame shorts, and is a deadpan Cliff Clavin-type know it all. The bassist, Rick (Gavin Astle), has dyed blond hair, seems to be nearly always shirtless, and is desperately into high school girls. The drummer, Jeff (Travis Wilson) is the most normal and straight of them all, and hardly seems to fit in with these guys. The “fifth Beatle” here is their long-suffering manager, Wroblewski (Rob Neason).

The original poster
The adventure begins when Wroblewski suggests the band head down to Mississippi to sell their souls to the devil, a la Robert Johnson (the film hints at Eric Clapton and Bob Dylan, among others, doing the same). And while the whole central theme of this release is the road trip down from LA to the infamous crossroads of Highways 61 and 49, that’s not what the movie is about. Instead, it’s actually focused on the odyssey itself and this is more of a buddy travel comedy as we see the relationship between the band members and their personalities clash, while being crammed into a borrowed RV while they drive, drive, drive.

As any touring band will tell you, life on the road is tedious, and this film plays on that, with sort of a Henry Rollins’ Get in the Van: On the Road with Black Flag (1994) kind of travelogue. People who come to this film expecting a horror bloodfest like The 27 Club (2019) are in for a disappointment, but I actually found the film kind of funny in the sheer banality of it all. I mean, these guys all work at boring day jobs such as fast food and a Home Depot kind of hardware box store, and are going nowhere fast. A subtle feature I like is how modern culture is framed through the eyes of people at this level of the social strata. If you think about a film like American Psycho (2000) where the main character is fixated on high-end gear, clothing and food, these guys actually have the same fascination, but with gas station food, chain stores, and the like. It’s actually quite amusing. There is almost a Tarantino-esque mystique to the dialogues about bland culture that I’m willing to bet most of us can associate with more than hearing Patrick Bateman (of American Psycho) discussing Gucci and Huey Lewis and the News.

Tobin Bell
Along the way, not only do we get to see just what kind of people this band is composed of, but also part of why they are a failure on many levels. A cop who pulls them over refers to them as “Circle Jerks,” more as reference to it’s original meaning (in a non-literal way; a relative used that term the same day in the same way to a certain politician) than the California hardcore band, but the name drop still implies the writers are handing us a reference nugget. Another gem is a response upon the mention of Roger Waters, that is quite subtle. I had to rewind and then pause the film to laugh. Along the way they do manage to pick up a couple of teenage girls (Erin Axtel and Mandi Kreisher) to bring along on the tour bus, but they are losers even with that.

Other than Wild Eye Releasing trailers, there aren’t any extras, but there is a decent soundtrack that is a mix of traditional Americana and Blues, and a more modern rock beat sound.

Now, normally I would not mention the ending, and I won’t reveal too much, but since the star cameo is met at the crossroads – namely Saw himself, Tobin Bell, I will very briefly say that this was an excellent touch to complete the road trip, and worth the wait. This probably won’t warrant a sequel, despite some of the acting power, but I’d love to know the next chapter.




Friday, January 25, 2019

Review: VooDoo

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

VooDoo (Unrated Version)
Written and directed by Tom Costabile
HyperCube Films / Agenda Avenue Productions /
Wild Eye Releasing / MVD Entertainment

84 minutes, 2017 / 2018
http://voodoothemovie.com/
www.wildeyereleasing.com
www.mvdvisual.com

So how long does it take to overstay your welcome at someone else’s home? For this this film, we meet Dani (Samantha Stewart), and the answer is a single night. After the break-up of a relationship (he’s married; more on that later), she heads from New Orleans to visit her “cuz” Stacy (Ruth Reynolds) in LA. Stacy is staying at a house with the rest of her band, who are trying to “make it” (though we never hear their music). Interestingly, the house share is filmed in Billy Idol’s actual home, so there are lots of instruments and sound recording devices around. This was a nice touch.


Ruth Reynolds and Samantha Stewart
Dani is a bit of a ditz, and not exactly likeable, though not a horrendous human. For example, she ended the relationship with the married guy when confronted by his wife, a (wait for it) voodoo priestess who curses her (shades of Drag Me to Hell). However, on the being an ass side, she steps all over her cousin boundaries without a second thought, and films everything (oh, did I mention this is a found footage flick?). Thanks to her conscious actions, she also involves Stacy into her own curse. Of course I won’t go into detail about that, but it was a real shitty move to do to someone who is opening their place for you. Now mind you, Stacy isn’t exactly a shining light as a person either. But they do get to have a cameo with Ron Jeremy, so it can’t all be bad, right?
 
My next question is, what is it about found footage films where the first 20 minutes are just following the characters around and not really giving too much info about them? I mean, we do learn a bit about their personalities, and the set-up of why the curse is happening, but that could have been done in much less time. However, this is consistent with so many films these days, where the first 20 minutes are padded on to make it into feature length, or to fit in the cameos. I’m not pointing a finger at this film specifically, as it is almost endemic in both indies and mainstream releases (of course with blockbusters, the rule is reversed and the over-indulge to the point of drowning the audience with too much).

Now, interspersed between the 20-minute mark and the 20-minute-plus finale, there are some really fine moments of spookiness that come unexpectedly, and is quite the relief from the annoyance that is Dani’s personality. Again, I’m not saying she is a bad person, just grating. But does she deserve what she gets in the end? I’m not saying.

Where Drag Me to Hell ends with the main character being – err – dragged to Hell, but here we get the scenic route. Needless to say, the film truly picks up at the moment Dani gets there, delving into a cavalcade of blood, gore, demons, and certainly makes up for the drips and drabs of the first 40 minutes.

What confuses me (lots of questions, you see), is it continues with the found footage style even in Hell. Who is going to see it? Well, other than us, of course.

I really don’t want to give away the different levels of Hell, because each one makes a point in Christian dogma, and also the result of Christian (in this case Roman Catholic) “salvation” by priests. For the genre fan who likes “blood and gore and veins in mah teeth,” as Arlo Guthrie once postulated, this vision of the underworld will be mild after the likes of Salo, or the 120 Days of Sodom (1975) or any of the Japanese or American Guinea Pig series. For the average film goer, used to mainstream cinema, this can be seen as quite extreme. Personally, I think many crime dramas they show on cable are more horrific, but that’s me.

The cast is quite attractive, and also accomplished, if one looks at some of the credits for the actors. While Ron Jeremy may be the most famous of the bunch (which makes me happy in an odd and twisted way), there is a lot of talent in this group. I guess I should say the two main leads of Stewart and Reynolds anyway, as they are the draw of both the focus of the camera and story. Everyone else is kind of peripheral, even the architect of evil here, the priestess Serafine L’Amour (Constance Strickland), who’s ironic name translates as “Angel of Love.”

It may sound like I’ve been a bit hard on this film, but note that it is the director’s first feature, and found footage (hopefully a dying breed at this point) is somewhat easier to work on the learning curve as technical precision can be fudged over a lot easier on a moving and somewhat spontaneous camera (even with storyboards and pre-blocking). I hope Christensen has learned from the experience and will continue to grow, as I see potential in here.

One recommendation I have to the viewer is check out the Trivia section for this film in IMBD. It is chock full of interesting goodies that may have you go back and revisit certain scenes, if’n yer so inclined. This is especially true as the only extras on the DVD are a cavalcade of Wild Eye Releasing trailers, including for this film.