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Sunday, January 22, 2023

Review: Heartland of Darkness

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

Heartland of Darkness (aka Fallen Angels; Blood Church)
Directed by Eric Swelstad
Donovan Productions; HOD Productions;
Visual Vengeance; Wild Eye Releasing; MVD Entertainment
101 minutes, 1992 / 2022
www.wildeyereleasing.com
www.mvdvisual.com

While this film was to be released in 1992 (though filmed in ’89, and not really finished until 30 years later), it had never been offered on any home format until now. And typical of the Visual Vengeance sub-brand of Wild Eye Releasing, this Blu-ray was supervised by director Eric Swelstad into an SD master from the original sources.

Who doesn’t love a good satanic cult movie, unless you are a fundamentalist yahoo? This film does not necessarily tread new ground, even though it is 30 years old. While many devil’s cult releases have come since then, it was preceded by the likes of The Devil’s Rain and Race with the Devil, both from 1975. But as I watch each film with an open mind, let’s hit the play button, shall we?

First of all, y’gotta love a film that, in its credits, presents Scream Queen Linnea Quigley with an “And” at the end of the cast list, even though it is 1992. Off to a good start.

Amusingly, I start off with a question about the prologue. Without giving away the reason, a man is being chased through the woods by said cult. I understand that the chasers are wearing sunglasses to indicate that they are a united group, but sunglasses after dark? Is this a Cramps song? Seems like a visual oxymoron, like someone wearing a baseball cap backwards, and shielding his eyes from the sun with his hand. The map does not match the territory.

Dino Tripodis, Sharon Klopfenstein

As the story begins, ex-Chicago Tribune writer (saywhat?) Paul (stand-up and future DJ Dino Tripodis in his first IMDB listing) and his teenage daughter Christine (Sharon Klopfenstein, in her only role, as with most of the cast), who wears less and less as the film goes on, has just moved into a small town in Ohio (though mostly filmed around the Columbus area). Paul has taken over the local newspaper, The Copperton Chronicle, which obviously has been shuttered for years. Love the old typewriters. As I was a phototypesetter for a local Brooklyn weekly newspaper (The Weekly) in Bay Ridge during the late 1970s, this may indicate it had been shuttered for quite a few years. He soon hires Evelyn (Mary Alice Demas). Also hired right off is ex-The New York Times writer (saywhat?) and shoulder-pads wearing Shannon (Shanna Thomas). Love interest or cult plant? We shall see.

There are lots of personality contradictions. For example, the Sherriff (Lee Page) is grumpy to Paul, but gives him information. The local priest, Rev. Donovan (Nick Baldasare), obviously the bad guy, pressures Paul and Christine to show up at church. Would not fly with atheistic me. I mean, the biblical god killed way more innocent people than Satan did in their holy book. But I digress… Another digressive question: Paul is trying to make the local, small-town newspaper into a journalistic hotspot. Have ya ever seen a small-town newspaper? Usually, it is 90% local business advertising (i.e., the paper’s bread and butter), and the rest is what is going on at the Rotary Club, “coffee time” jokes, or who has a 75th wedding anniversary. The hardest news you will find will be how the local crop did this year, or changes in the trucking rules.

Nick Baldasare

Meanwhile, back to the show, Donovan quickly presents himself to be the villain that he is (again, no surprise), through his sermon (of which Christine is enamored). I mean, you know something is off when the congregation says a communal “Yes” rather than “Amen.” He is also setting in motion a temptress, Julia (Quigley, who is topless within 5 minutes of her intro; gotta love it), to seduce the newcomers into the fold.

Paul and Shannon are joined by Reverend Kane (John Dunleavy), who is a Satanic cult expert. Perhaps the character was named after the Puritan Satanist hunter, Solomon Kane, from the Robert E. Howard novels. He, Paul, and Shannon, confront Donovan. Which leads me to some other questions: people are killed off by the cult for the smallest of infractions, even their own members (e.g., plans to leave town), so if confronted by this trio, why are they not immediately killed off like the others, especially after the newspaper first releases a story about the possibility of the local murders being cult-related? And when do students (Catherine) and especially teachers (Quigley) show up in high school (where they teach about Aleister Crowley and the positive side of Hitler) wearing belly-showing clothes and neck diving tops? Oh, yeah, in B-movies…

Linnea Quigley

When it is payback time, aka Act 3, the action naturally ramps up. I smiled how one scene near the end reflected an inverted version the beginning, something rare in most films.

The acting runs from quite decent, such as the two male leads, to just wooden and terrible (I will leave out the names), but that is to be expected in B-films. During the 1980s and ‘90s, indie films leaned towards bad acting, but that is also part of its charm, in my opinion.

There are hours upon hours of extras on this Blu-ray, so if you are interested in this kind of thing, you should be happy. It took me three days to watch everything, including these extras. First up is a full-length commentary with the director, Eric Swelstad, the lead actor Nick Baldasaere, cinematographer Scott Spears, and composer Jay Woelfel. I was amused that they brought up the sunglasses after dark; in fact, they mention a bunch of topics I did above, though I watched this after the film. While sometimes hard to tell who is talking, they are respectful, do not talk over each other, and tell interesting stories. It was better than I expected with this large a crowd. The second full lengther is with Tony Strauss of Weng’s Chop magazine. It a bit of a more academic deep dive into the culture before and after the film, info on the shoot itself, and histories of the actors. Often these dives are dull, but Strauss’ keeps it a bit light without losing any of his topic’s integrity. Some of what he says is reflective of the previous commentary, but even then, he adds more on top of it.

One of the noteworthy extras is the 2020 documentary featurette, “Deeper into the Darkness” (39 min). This is a well put-together collection of interviews of crew members and Baldasaere, mixed with archival footage both in front and behind the camera. Really fun to watch, actually. I really enjoyed the part about Quigley (though she is not interviewed), and the release has been dubbed “The Lost Linnea Quigley Film,” which I found amusing. There is also a trailer for “Deeper into the Darkness.” Meanwhile there are two Quigly-related shorts, a new interview called “Linnea Quigley Remembers” (6 min), and a very grainy, obviously VHS taped off the TV archival interview on the program “Close-up” (20 min). The newer one is just Linnea talking about her experience with the film and gets to plug her website. The older interview by Jane Sachs is from Columbus Fox Television, as Quigley not only talks about this film (under the title Fallen Angels), but her career and her animal rights work. All very cool, but I especially liked the many commercials between the two segments, including a promo for an upcoming Beach Boys special.

The complete, original Fallen Angels 1990 workprint (37 min), is also available with a commentary track with director Eric Swelstad, which is how I watched it. This was to be shown to promote investors. It has the timeclock on the bottom and is grainy, which helped me appreciate the modern, final cut. Unfortunately, there is no subtitles for this version, which is not surprising. It is extremely abbreviated, with some different moments here and there with more raw edits, including video noise between scenes. For the ritual scene, it is almost like a blooper reel as parts are shot over and over. Also, some scenes, such as a key Quigley bit, is shown both with and without nudity. A lot of the conversation is similar in information to the other commentaries. Naturally, there is a “The Making of Fallen Angels” (18 min), which is vintage newscast interviews with Quigley and Swelstad in a longer format. Again, it is a grainy and extremely “noisy” VHS copy, but it is interesting as a lot of the info is unique and not mentioned in the commentaries.

A 1990s abbreviated version of the film for distributor promotion, edited by someone out of the loop of the director, is Blood Church (13 min). Again, fuzzy, washed out, and time stamped. It is kinda weird and incoherent. A SFX featurette is “Heartland of Darkness: Filming [Name Redacted]’s Death” (3 min). I have removed the character’s name because it would be a spoiler. This was cool. Following, is an article scanned from Fantasm magazine, which I saw but did not read.

Then there is the behind-the-scenes image gallery, television spots, two versions of this film’s original coming attractions and the new one for this release, as well as a couple of Visual Vengeance trailers, and optional English subtitles.

On the physical side, there is a six-page liner notes booklet, a Limited Edition slipcase (first pressing only), a collectible Linnea Quigley folded mini-poster, a stick your own’ VHS sticker set, and a reversible sleeve featuring original Blood Church promotional art

For a low budget (appx $100,000) indie film (despite all the Pepsi placements), the practical SFX (with one exception) looks astoundingly good, and there is a lot of it. So is the nudity by more than one character.

Before this, I had never heard of Heartland of Darkness, which is no surprise considering it seen as a “lost film,” but despite my questions, I found it to be a very enjoyable vintage piece of its period.

IMBD listing HERE

Friday, December 2, 2022

Review: The Kindred

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

The Kindred
Directed by Stephen Carpenter and Jeffrey Obrow
Kindred Limited Partnership; F/M Entertainment; Synapse Films; MVD Entertainment
93 minutes, 1987 / 2021
www.synapsefilms.com
www.MVDVisual.com/
I know I saw this when it first came out, but honestly, I do not remember it at all. Happily, I will now get a chance to revisit it with fresh new eyes (among other sensory organs).

The film certainly begins with a BANG! Bodies fly, and EMTs are abused. And that leads to introducing our hero, researcher Dr. John Hollins (David Allen Brooks, giving off a Ryan O’Neal or William Katt vibes, or maybe it is just the hair). Seems his mom, another researcher of questionable studies of a gene called hemocyanin (according to Wikipedia, hemocyanin “are proteins that transport oxygen throughout the bodies of some invertebrate animals”; it is usually found in marine life), Dr. Amanda Hollins (a cameo by Kim Hunter, more famous for 1968’s The Planet of the Apes and especially non-horror but brutal A Streetcar Named Desire in 1951; d. 2002), is out of a coma and tells her son to destroy her research, and that he has an unknown brother named Anthony in a shade from Basket Case (1982), who also must be destroyed, which the viewer quickly learns why, but exposition must follow first.

David Allen Brooks

Amanda has a rival in bad toupee-wearing also researcher of human and non-human hybridization, ala Island of Lost Souls (1932)/The Island of Dr. Moreau (1995), Dr. Phillip Lloyd (Rod Steiger, better know to horror fans as the priest in 1979’s The Amityville Horror, but especially in the, again, brutal non-horror On the Waterfront in 1954; d. 2002). He is trying to steal Dr. Amanda’s research before John can do anything with/to it.

John goes to his mom’s house with his girlfriend, Sharon (Talia Balsam), in which Amanda turned his childhood bedroom into a laboratory. Just for the heck of it, he asks a bunch of his friends to join along (the fodder to be killed off?), and is also join by a mysterious British researcher of the bizarre that he meets at a funeral, Melissa (Amanda Pays), who seems to have her own agenda. In this way it becomes sort of a cabin in the woods type scenario. Meanwhile, there is something tentacled under the floorboards (trigger warning: pet endangerment)

Talia Balsam

The various Anthonys look a bit like a cross between It’s Alive (1974) and the alien in the poster from Xtro (1982), but with tentacles, as well as arms. Could this be a reference to Cthulhu?. But it’s the adult Anthony that is lurking around the property. Despite all the scientific lingo here and there, the base of this is obviously that it is a creature feature.

Without surprise, things pick up exponentially in the third act, and adult Anthony makes its presence not only known, but takes command, fighting the puny human folk. Who will win this life-and-death battle? I will say, there was way less of a body count than I was expecting.

Amanda Pays

That being said, this was quite the joy ride, with some excellent all practical and in-camera SFX (i.e., no CGI), with creature effects built by Michael McCracken; yes, the infamous watermelon scene is a great example of that (I won’t give it away). Throughout there is solid acting all the way around. Major cast choices for a B-film. Even Steiger, who has chewed his amount of scenery in his career (I once interviewed him a while back before even Amityville, and bombastic is the word I would use to describe him even off the set), mostly comes off as, well, “acting” rather than shouting, even though there is some of that, as well. It is also worth noting that one of the five writers of this film was Joseph Stefano (d. 2006), who wrote the screenplay of the classic Hitchcock game changer, Psycho (1960).

The extras start off with a commentary track with directors Jeffrey Obrow and Stephen Carpenter, moderated by horror journalist Steve Barton. While it is occasionally hard to tell who is talking (other than gravelly voiced Carpenter), honestly, it does not matter. It is the contents, and this is a really good commentary with lots of information and stories, with emotion, rather than just a flat read. Worth listening to for fun information.

Rod Steiger

Next is “Inhuman Experiments – The Making of The Kindred” (52 mins.), an all-new featurette produced by Synapse Films for the Blu-ray. While it is typically generally chronological as many “Making Of” docs, from the genesis (let there be film) of the idea (e.g., changing the character of “Matt” to “Melissa”), but some of this is quite interesting, such as interviews with two of the leads (seeing what they look like now, as well as their stories, for example). My favorite parts were the stories about working with the actors, especially Steiger and Hunter. There is also a broad overview such as the SFX , the sets (which are quite phenomenal, done on the same soundstage as 1939’s Gone With the Wind), the music by David Newman (including being interviewed), and of course its place in culture. Originally, my idea was to skip around, but ended up watching the whole thing, despite the length. That says a lot.

And speaking of SFX, there is a special compilation of creature effects artist McCracken Jr.’s never-before-seen archival, on-set footage (18 min). The first half of this, I watched at 2x speed, but the second, when it became black and white grainy footage, when there was actual informative information, I turned it back to normal speed. It’s not brilliant thanks to the visual quality, but can be interesting for at least one viewing

There is also a still gallery and original storyboards, TV spots, the original theatrical trailer, the original video promotional trailer, and optional English subtitles for the deaf and hard of hearing.

While this has absolutely nothing to do with this film, in a-degree of separation, Marlon Brando has starred in the break-through releases with both Kim Hunter (Streetcar) and Rod Steiger (Waterfront), and he also was one of the leads in the similar thematic Island of Dr. Moreau.

Despite some visually dark scenes, the film quality itself is superb, which is not surprising considering it is a new 4K remaster of the unrated version, and the sound is quite sharp, with different versions of the tracks available in both 5.1 stereo surround sound and the original 2.0 mono theatrical mix.

With a mix of imagery and ideas amalgamated from other films, this one manages to have lots of pop power, and for those who like the ‘80s monster films, this is right up that alley.

IMDB listing HERE



Saturday, September 10, 2022

Review: The Retaliators

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

The Retaliators
Directed by Samuel Gonzalez Jr.; Bridget Smith; Michael Lombardi
Better Noise Films; K Phat Productions; CineLife Entertainment
97 minutes, 2022
www.retaliatorsmovie.com/
 

Presently, we live in a world full of conspiracy theories and beliefs in shadowy cabals out for control. Modern stories are awash with them, from the high-octane assassins of the John Wick franchise to the more intimate mundanity of Stephen King’s 1978 stop-smoking short story, “Quitters, Inc.”

To be honest, when I read the premise of the film, I thought it was going to be a revenge action thriller. While that is not totally inaccurate, there are at least three stories going on here. First, there’s the violent prologue, which I’m sure will meld with the other two at some point. Second has to do with two rival motorcycle gangs dealing with a revenge motif, thanks to the brother of the leader of one of them, Ram (Joseph Gatt; Thenn Warg in “Game of Thrones”).

Michael Lombardi

The third and central story, which also involves Ram, circles around the family of a pastor, amusingly named John Bishop (Michael Lombardi, from “Rescue Me”; he was also an “additional director” for this release). He’s a “turn the other cheek” kind of guy, but his beloved daughter, Sarah (Katie Kelly) has been murdered, and he’s out for revenge. The Detective on the case is hardnosed Jed (Marc Menchaca; he played a recurring character on “Ozark” and “Homeland”). All three parts take place in New Jersey, filmed in Vineland.

And what would you do if you were given the opportunity to have 5 minutes alone with the person responsible for the brutal death of a loved one? Yes, this has been covered before in the likes of Sympathy for Lady Vengeance (2005), but here it is more mano-a-mano, as Bishop is given that opportunity “to heal,” hence the name of the film. His link to the Retaliator(s) is no surprise, but that is hardly important to the flow of the story. The biggest added element here is the fact that (a) he is a pastor, and (b) has preached turning the other cheek. As he looks over the mean, nasty, ugly implements of destruction, that instantly made me think of the cliché of the angel and devil on the shoulder paradigm. This is an interesting moral dilemma.

Marc Menchaca

His decision, which I will not reveal, leads us to the final act of the film, where all hell breaks loose, when Ram’s brother’s motorcycle gang shows up to find Ram, armed to the teeth. But that’s not where the danger originates, which, again, I will not give away, but it is an interesting concept that reminded me of a part of Enter the Dragon (1973). And what about Bishop? Think about Straw Dogs (1971; 2011).

The prologue is finally addressed in a way that made me smile despite the gruesomeness of it (because of it, perhaps?), as Bishop looks closer to Ash Williams than to a preacher. But I was waiting for a particular moment, hoping it would come (again, no giveaways, though it seemed pretty obvious to me).

With a mostly well seasoned cast (not counting the musician newbies), this was well-acted, with Lombardi giving his all, and I have to say, Gatt makes an amazing villain, looking so much more massive than his 6’1” frame; who knew he was a self-described Star Wars geek and collector?

While Bishop is a pastor and there are a couple of scenes in his church (both concerning sermons and scripture), I would totally say that this is not a religious-themed film, and is totally non-preachy in that way. Sigh of relief from Agnostic Atheist me.

A key element to the meta of this film is its cameos, which include Mötley Crüe’s Tommy Lee as the strip club’s DJ, Jacoby Shaddix (the voice of Papa Roach) in his first acting role as a serial killer, the band Five Finger Death Punch who play at Bishop’s church, and a whole bunch of other musicians. The soundtrack, which features the music to those and other high-line bands is also available on Better Noise Music, including the Crüe’s (plus others) “The Retaliators,” ‘natch. Speaking of cameos, watch for modern Scream Queen Sarah Nicklin as Emily, a crisis counselor.

I have to say I was surprised and pleased by the amount of blood, gore and violence that was throughout the film, with a beautifully done third act that kept me smiling as things went crash and boom. The SFX were practical, as far as I could tell, and flowing.

Oh, and did I mention this was a Christmas movie?

IMDB listing HERE

 



Tuesday, November 10, 2020

Review: Nazi Undead

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

 


Nazi Undead (aka Living Space)
Directed by Stephen Spiel
Tru Dot Films; Monster Pictures; Jingai; MVD Entertainment
80 minutes, 2018 / 2020
www.facebook.com/livingspacefilm/
www.mvdb2b.com 

Have Nazi’s ever really gone away from the social or cinematic consciousness? Just looking at genre films alone, dead/ghosts and zombie Nazis have been present for decades, in films like Shock Waves (1997) and Dead Snow (2009), or footage of them marching at the White House in MAGA hats. (November 2020). Wikipedia has a whole bunch of them listed (HERE), and there is even a book about it called Nazispolitation! The Nazi Image in Low-Brow Cinema and Culture (by Daniel H. Magilow, Elizabeth Bridges, and Kristen T. Vander Lugt, [Eds.], 2011).

This Australian film is not in that Wikipedia list, just to show the topic goes beyond that inventory. Originally released in 2018, it is now getting a wider release, including this Blu-ray.


Georgia Chara
Brad and Janet…. I mean Brad (Leigh Scully) and Ashley (Georgia Chara) are an American couple of overaged college sweethearts (you can tell by his letterman jacket) somewhere on tour in Germany, taking a rental car to a getaway at a castle (I did this at Schloss Petzow, an hour southeast of Berlin, but I digress…). They are obviously not getting along mainly because, well, he’s a jealous and controlling dick (did I mention the letterman’s jacket?) who doesn’t even help her with her luggage. Everybody sing: “Macho, macho putz…” But as is typical, guys like that in films like this don’t listen to smart women, all to the lack of their betterment.

After an incident on a dark road while being lost (yeah, he’s driving), they end up at a house. No Frank N. Furter here, but swings move by themselves and doors slam shut with no one there. Ashley is also having flashes of Final Destination (2000-etc.) type dreams and images, so she wants to leave, but mister letterman jacket won’t listen.

Leigh Scully
This is no ordinary home, but the spiritual resting place of a family whose equally dick Herr Hauslehrer (Andy Mcfee, who was in the also dark tale of 2005’s Wolf Creek) was a World War II Nazi SS officer, and now their vindictive and malevolent ghosts are roaming the place, causing malice, mischief and mayhem; I won’t give specifics, but some are horrific, but look great, thanks to a SFX team led by Stephen Boyle.

If you have seen Wolf Creek, or some of the work of Peter Weir, you know just how bleak and oppressive Australian cinema can get. The house is quite small, so there is a strong feeling of claustrophobia, and the tight quarters make the ghosts popping in and out effective for jump scares, even after numerous times.

Needless to say, Nazi insignias are everywhere, on walls, on knives, and with graffiti on a shed wall. The latter, however, seems to me to be a bit anachronistic, as that was not a “thing” back in 1945, and having someone having done it in modern times kinds of takes away from the whole “lost in time” premise. Still, it’s not enough to divert my attention away from the story.

Andy Mcfee

Nazis – especially dead (or undead) ones – are easy villains. There is no need for any kind of soft-soaping or giving an empathetic side, because in this cinematic world, there is no “good people on both sides.” What is the motivation for the killings? Well, for the original murders, it was probably a matter of death and “honor” before giving up to the enemy (the Americans or Russians, perhaps giving this a 2000 Maniacs [1964] revenge vibe). For the modern era, it could be because they are American, or it may just be anyone foreign trespassing on Deutschland soil, which is the reference of the film’s original title, Living Space.

The blurb for the film gives the indication that the house is some kind of time warp (maybe they are Brad and Janet…), stuck somewhere between then and now, which would explain why the house is in relatively good shape, just as it was in 1945, yet time has not had an effect on the edifice at all.

The multiple time and special loops that run through the story are really well done, even with a nod to Satanic (2016) and Groundhog Day (1992), possibly Run Lola Run (1998), or the more recent Inoperable (2017). That being said, it is not just a rehashing of old themes, as director Spiel manages to throw some updating and modernizing into the genre framework in effective ways.

 

Not counting the ghosts, there is a small body count as there are really only two living humans in the main story, but the time factors mean more than one event per character; again, I’m trying not to give too much away.

So, the story is, as I indicated, a bit dark (usually if there are Nazis abound it’s either dark or an extreme comedy, like Mel Brooks), but it is well put together and told. From the editing (especially the nightmare sequences) to the practical SFX, this release actually was way better than I was expecting it to be. While the title is a bit more marketable, it also gives the impression of a B-film. That being said, it’s still better than its original title, which doesn’t give a clue about anything, even the genre in which it is placed.

There are no stunning extras, just chapters and stereo options, but make sure you watch at least the beginning of the credits to marvel at the SFX work.

 

Wednesday, May 20, 2020

Review: Lycanimator


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


Lycanimator
Directed by Sébastien Godin
C-Word Productions; Melting Man Films; Wild Eye Releasing; MVD Entertainment
41 minutes, 2018 / 2020
www.mvdentertainment.com

Just going in, merely by the title, I’m going to predict this is about a (green) formula that turns people into werewolves. That’s what the combo title seems to imply, mashing lycanthropy and the title of the 1985 Stuart Gordon (d. 2020, RIP) classic, The Re-Animator.

First off, it is important to know that this film is short. I mean, the story part clocks in at just over 30 minutes, with almost eight minutes of slow crawl credits, stills with the actor’s names, and a brief Marvel Universe-esque tag at the end. It probably could have been cobbled together with three others to make it a feature-length anthology. But y’know what, that’s okay, it’s the story that counts, and let’s get on to it.

A bunch of friends take a trip to stay at a secluded house. We don’t get to learn much about the history of these two couples and the third wheel (classic trope), but we sure get an idea of their personalities.

Jonathan E. Smith
First off, there’s milquetoast Jeff (Jonathan E. Smith). I don’t know about this guy, as he looks pretty young, wears a lot of eyeliner, and his hair is dyed black while his scrabbly beard is either blond or red. Mostly, he is a buzzkill, seeming always negative. His girlfriend is May (Cayt Feinics… wait, pronounced cat phoenix? It's probably Kate). She is a tattooed gal who is mostly in control of the relationship, but seems to put up with Jeff’s nonsense. The second couple is Brian (Kii Hornick) and Nikki (Briana Wyman). Brian is a tall, thin and violent bully and a total douche tough guy to everyone, especially Nikki. Oh yeah, you hope from early on that he will be part of the body count. Nikki is a cute, multi-pierced redhead who for some reason also puts up with her boyfriend. The last is Allie, who organized the get-together; we never see her sober, so I know nothing about her except, “Oo-hoo, par-taaay.”

Essentially what this film does is it takes the usual first act, where we are introduced to the characters, and truncates the standard first 20 minutes or so into about 5 minutes. In that time, we are also presented with the standard “warning older man” character, Niven (Scream King and filmmaker Joel D. Wynkoop, who has been in films like Clownado, Dreaming Purple Neon, $kumbags, and the classic Creep, most of which were reviewed on this blog) who in this case, is more of a key to the story than just an ignored sideman.

Joel D. Wynkoop
The secluded house (as opposed to a cabin in the woods) that our jolly travelers have rented to spend the weekend has a dark secret past concerning a Herbert West-ish scientist who has invented the (yes, green, albeit not florescent) formula for, well, you know, and has conveniently left some of it in a jar in the basement (rather than a book that raises demons). When one of our intrepid quintet meets up with the goo, we go to act two and body-count city.

The creature looks both cool and silly at the same time. We’re definitely dealing with miniscule budgets, and it’s so obviously a person in a mask with a costume cobbled together, but because the filmmakers just accepted it for what it is, I believe so should we in cases like this (one of the joys of non-$$ filmmaking, in my opinion). I mean, the beastie is no An American Werewolf in London or Dog Soldiers creature, but you get what you get, if you get what I mean. There is a decent head-only version (for biting) that looks cool, designed by the one-and-only puppet master, Dustin Mills.

Lots of cameos abound in this short piece, most of them literally phoned in. In other words, they appear merely as voices usually on the telephone, such as filmmaker James Balsamo, actor Michael O’Hear, and 1980s Italian actor Giovanni Lombardo Radice (who appeared in films by Argento and Fulci, among others).

There is some interesting editing and visual FX thrown in, such as the gratuitous cameo scene with Niven and truck driver Ben (cult director Todd Sheets) – despite terrible sound quality – as Niven grabs hold of a Bowie knife. The gore, however, is all practical SFX, rather than digital.

There is also a bit of subtle humor that runs throughout, such as when the werewolf thingy is chasing one of our campers, it stops to close the pocket door to the room. Wait, what? My fave though, is a line from Officer Tony (Alberto Giovannelli): “Sweet Christmas Jesus on toast!”

The extras are few, but nice. There are selected trailers (though not for this film), a 4-minute Making Of that focuses in on the director that is short and sweet, and the inclusion of one of Godin’s 13-minute shorts, “Fleshflower.” In it, a young woman is dying, I am assuming, as she is bleeding out her mouth profusely. She eats from a mysterious flower with dire effects. It’s a nice piece with some really artistic editing and minimalist sound.