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Sunday, May 31, 2020

Review: The Supers


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

This is the third of a three-part review series of the films of Yolanda Torres. They are in chronological order, over the past three days. These three films were all written by Joan Alvarez.


The Supers (aka The Supers!)
Directed by Yolanda Torres
aFilm International Film Workshop; Easy Stiges
101 minutes, 2017 / 2020
www.easystiges.com

Recently, comic book superhero films have been mega-gigantic, CGI-driven extravaganzas, with a cast of thousands, a cost of multi-millions, and scenes of destruction left and right. Be it the Marvel or DC universe, it has been mostly the top elite of the super crowd, with the likes of Batman, Superman, Iron Man, Wonder Woman, Spiderman, Black Widow, etc.

It’s only been recently that some of the lesser characters have been getting some screen time, with the likes of the Suicide Squad (DC), the Guardians of the Galaxy and the upcoming The New Mutants (both Marvel), to some success. Well, let me take a step back here, because while that timeline is true of the major film players, the indie films have been busy in that department for years, with varying success (story-wise, not financially). For example, there is the joyous and raucous Kick-Ass (2010), and just on this blog alone, I’ve reviewed some outrageous ones (The Surge of Power: The Stuff of Heroes, 2004), the humorous superheroes (The League of Superheroes aka The ABCs of Superheroes, 2015), the and then the downright dour and ludicrous (The Rise of the Black Bat, 2012).

Sarah Tyler Shaw and David Chevers
Actually, I find the minor releases more interesting than the X-Men and Justice League superstars, because usually they are shown as more “human.” That is where The Supers comes in. We are introduced into a world where both DC and Marvel characters exist and mutant powers are somewhat culturally normalized, though we never meet them, of course, thanks to copyright laws.

Among those who we do encounter are our three leads, who all live in the City of Justice: first, there is Paul, the Atomic Avenger (David Chevers), whose power is Telekinesis (he can move things or people with his mind, or pop them out and then in where he wants) but suffers from a severe fear of the dark; Tyler, the Restoress (Sarah Tyler Shaw), has the power to heal but is OCD and has a fear of germs; and then there is Stan Kirby (great name that’s a mix of combo of Stan Lee and Jack Kirby, which is – err – Marvelous) who is Pulseman (Ross Ellis), and whose power is EMP (Electro-Magnetic Pulse) and has debilitating claustrophobia.

Heading it off is Dark Ness (Claudia Trujillo), who can use mental control but has narcolepsy, and whose costume looks a bit like Darth Vader’s (or perhaps Dark Helmet’s, from 1986’s Spaceballs), who has dreams of being a supervillain instead. Her lone henchman is a security guard named Frank (Marco Dollenz), one of my two favorite characters in the film for some reason.

Marco Dollenz and Claudia Trujillo
The essential premise is that this threesome’s minor powers are overshadowed by their weaknesses, so their Superhero licenses are rescinded, and they are forced to take the most menial of jobs (e.g., telemarketer), which even with that they struggle for various reasons.

But, of course, there is an assignment given to them by the superhero Powers That Be through Bob (Ian Breeds), to join together and retrieve a stolen object that is important to those Powers. Are they up for the task? We find out starting with the Second Act of the film.

This is both a simple story and a complex one, because of the human element (i.e., very Marvel-esque in that way). The characters are all likeable, even Dark Ness and Frank. Everyone is trying to live their lives with all its foibles, and yet most still do some good in the world. This mix of simple comic book-level story with a tendency not to talk down to its audience or complex characters gives the viewer a sharp new look at a (especially recently) well-used theme of superheroes; yes, even the complicated and conflicted ones, like Batman and Spiderman.

There is a very sharp and dark sense of humor and self-awareness that flows through the veins of the story, without it being – dare I say it – too comic book-ish. Even with the comic book framework of “cells” that separate scenes, this is more story and heart than bang-bang (though there is some of that, as well). Barcelona is a beautiful city, and we get to see some angular buildings that fit well into that “cell” framework, though I wonder about all the empty streets that we see; I found that kind of interesting and distracting at the same time, but that’s just me.

Oh, and by the way, my second favorite character is the Pizza Guy (Marc Dennis), perhaps for his involvement in anchovy pizzas, which happens to be my favorite kind (seriously). Meanwhile, I really feel it would be cool if this would continue and there could be sequels, but kept at this level, not as a mega-film.

The Supers trailer HERE.

Saturday, May 30, 2020

Review: The Forsaken


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

This is the second of a three-part review series of the films of Yolanda Torres. They will be in chronological order, over three days. These films were also written by Joan Alvarez.


The Forsaken
Directed by Yolanda Torres
aFilm International Film Workshop; Easy Stiges
86 minutes, 2015 / 2020
www.easystiges.com

Tales of kidnapping for ransom gone awry are certainly not new. Even back in 1907, short story maven O. Henry wrote an iconic one with a comic bent called “The Ransom of Red Chief,” for example.

Of course, this account takes itself quite a bit more seriously, if not with a profound sinister and possible supernatural tone. Five British and Spanish kidnappers for hire, with Tarantino-eque names like Mr. Blake, Mr. Quartermass, Mrs. Peel (who wears tight leather pants; what, no Mr. Steed?) and Number Two (Alberto Esparza), have grabbed schoolgirl Sara (Claudia Trujillo playing younger than her years, but looks well in the part) under the orders of an unknown and unseen contractor, aka Number One. The goal is to extract a tidy sum from Sara’s well-to-do businessman father.

Alberto Esparza and Claudia Trujillo
The place they take Sara is a beautiful old stone house (shot at Casa Felix, Olivella, near Barcelona) in the middle of flippin’ nowhere, where she is tied up. Except for Mrs. Peel (Sarah Tyler Shaw), no one really takes any time to try to connect to the rightfully scared bound and blindfolded girl, which is understandable considering the circumstances.

But, being a horror film, if you can’t tell by the title, there is more afoot than meets the eye in the creaky abode (man, I really love what we see of this house!). We get creaky sounds from the locked basement, enough creepy atmosphere to figurately blow the doors off with, and five criminals who do not trust the others in their own group.

In the first half, at least, there seems to be a heavy reliance on The Haunting (1963) where you don’t actually see anything other than objects hinting at evil, such as a key twisting in a lock over some highly dissonant music to set the appropriate mood. That and the fact the people in the house cannot physically bring themselves to leave (a nice way to keep them around without damaging the house).

Sarah Tyler Shaw
More meat’n’taters than Torres’ previous release from the year before, The Afterglow (2014), but this still keeps up the artistic level, applied with more as an emphasis than a hindrance. There is a strong use of shadows (showing off, among other things, Shaw’s amazing cheekbones), dark filters, and angles that are just skewed enough to be off-putting, often without being conscious. Plus, there is that deep, mysterious bass sound that occurs to jangle the viewer’s nerves.

Without trying to give away too much, there is definitely an Evil Dead (1981) vibe going on here, with a malevolent force emanating from – well, it’s pretty apparent right off – that possesses the kidnapping krew one by one, in some way or another, often through the visual as a theme (eyes, mirrors, etc.). Instead of a Necronomicon, there is a box of notes written in diary form. A cool aspect is that the next victim’s name appears in blood somewhere, but you don’t know who that is because they are all using pseudonyms. That is another great touch.

While filmed in Spain, it is an English-spoken film (with Spanish subtitles). For me, the only drawback was the accents, which are quite strong in some of the players, from both the British and Spanish actors. Speaking of which, I wonder about Sara’s eye make-up: while raccoon-eyed style, it does not seem to smear, even though she has been crying profusely and is blindfolded. Ah, the magic of movies!

The gore, however, is infrequent and all the more shocking because of it. Sometimes gore can enhance a mood, but here it’s the moments of it that tie the tone to the story.

The acting is all amazing, and the characters are nicely fleshed out in terms of personality even without much of a backstory, considering they are anonymous even to each other. That being said, by far the women have the strongest fortitude.

As possession films go, this one is actually quite good, with a creepy, crawly overall mood, in part thanks to the lighting of the stone interior, the soundtrack, and bass that rumbles through numerous scenes and the off-set camera that I discussed earlier. Any one of those things could work, but Torres manages to mash them together into a terse and tense piece of genre cinema that is a beauty to watch.

The Forsaken trailer HERE.