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Thursday, March 23, 2023

Review: Shingles the Movie

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

Shingles the Movie
Directed by Steve Rudzinski
Silver Spotlight Films
117 minutes, 2023
ShinglesTheMovie.com

Let’s get the business stuff out of the way: this is an anthology film based on the Shingles books by Authors and Dragons, with A&D’s permission and financing. As the director, Steve Rudzinski has stated elsewhere, “It’s silly, has five stories, has plenty of practical effects, and I feel has a feeling of ‘90s horror book nostalgia, while still feeling new.” While I am totally ignorant of the books, which seem to be adult versions of the model of the Young Adult Goosebumps franchise, I am looking forward to seeing this, having been a fan of Rudzinski for years, and having reviewed nearly all his films (just search the blog). Let us dive in, shall we?

It is important to know that this is not only a comedic collection, but it is also totally tongue-in-cheek, being snarky, and purposefully and winkingly self-acknowledgedly overdone (I much prefer it occurring for a reason, than just being that way unintentionally). Starting off the fray is “The Legend of Jimmy Headshot.” Jimmy (Ian Sunny) is a teen -and a bit of a dick – who is excited for the zombie apocalypse to put his video game skills to work.

He poo-poos on his parents who went to college, though they are the ones both housing and feeding him. Jimbo heads out with skateboarding gear on, and a razor sharp hockey stick with a buzz saw frame on the other end. His aim is to rekill the killed. He is also armed with an enormous ego, as videogame prowess comes in contact with the real world of flesheaters. But can his imagined life keep up with the real deal?

Wisely, this story leads to the actual wraparound, of a group sitting in front of a fire telling stories in the parking lot of the Hello Titty Sex Shop Emporium (shades of Giuliani!). In this group, Buick (Jenny Hopps) has the best lines. This leads to the second story, “Put Your Hand in My Ass.” Stand-up wannabe man-child Will (Ben Dietels, a Rudzinski regular, who also directed Slaughter Drive in 2017), who cares about dental hygiene, is trying to figure out a new gimmick to become successful. His father (Michael Atrata) presents him with a ventriloquist dummy (that looks a lot like Jerry Mahoney…look it up) named Sloppy (voiced, of course, by Steve Rimpici, who voiced Duke in the CarousHELL franchise), that once belonged to his vaudevillian great-grandfather. You don’t need to look past “The Twilight Zone” episode “The Dummy” (1962) or the film Magic (1978) to know that Sloppy will have a mind of his own. And what a sexually perverted mind it is! This Faustian Bargain (similar to 1986’s Little Shop of Horrors) is accepted by Will, who does not see the big picture from Sloppy’s hidden agenda. And what is that agenda? Watch the film and find out. What, do you expect me to do your homework for you? Hunh!?

Sloppy

Sorry, my bad. Anyhoo, there is a humorous cameo by the director, cosplay artist (in real life, if that isn’t an oxymoron) Rudzinski, as a failing stand-up; his cat Gizmo, star of the Meowy franchise, also has a cameo in the film. One thing I find interesting is while Sloppy is unaware of non-misogynistic or racist humor, as “blackface” was popular when he was active in Vaudeville, he seems to know stuff about Chuck E. Cheese and cell phones. Suspension of disbelief, yes, I know.

The next fire pit story is by Darnell (Jake Moon), “Aliens Wrecked My Kegger,” regarding his adopted brother Clyde (again, Rudzinski) at college. Seems they are preparing for the fraternity Omicron Phi’s yearly blowout, the Beerlympics. Unfortunately, it is timed just when there is an intergalactic invasion. In the words of Cenk Uygur, “Of course!”

Dusty

What is especially amusing is that aliens Charpo (Blake O’Donnell) and Zip Zip (Jessa Flux) come in disguise to what they perceive Americans are like, via watching right wing media. Their hats might as well say MAGA. And personally, I am not impartial to the idea of these types being from another planet. They are led by the commander alien, Bloog (Amanda Anne Leight) I guessed where this ended up, though I would like to say that Clyde’s buddy Smasher (Paul “Pretty Boy Smooth” Bilbo), again, steals the scenes he is in; impressive job.

The next tale, told by not-so-bright yahoo Buick (yay!), “Just Say Gnome,” again about a sentient non-human. This time, it is Dusty (voiced by prolific screenwriter Michael Varrati, e.g., 2014’s The Sins of Dracula), a garden gnome that shits cocaine (in my mind, I just saw the crowds from clubs in the ‘70s raise their heads in a “saywhat?”), thanks to a witch, Madame Wanda (also Flux, who supplies the film with its only topless scene).

Jessa Flux and Dusty

Being that Buick’s family are racist drug dealers, Buick comes looking to sell some to Mrs. Black (Rebecca Reinhart). Like the story with the sentient dummy, Dusty talks Buick into making a deal where he runs the biz, and she’s there to be “the face of the operation.” Thanks to murderous Dusty, we get to see some quite well done gore. And if you blink, you might miss another cameo by the director.

For the finale, we meet the person everyone around the fire was waiting for, Godot…I mean Scout Leader Gary (Michael Smyth) – remember, this is adult versions of Young Adult novels – along with some new buddies (Aleen Isley and Gina D’Inacau), but things are not what they appear to be, of course, leading into the last tale, “Zombies Ate My Homework.” The action level goes up even more for our firepit group as they fight against (again) zombies which leads to more gore (by Cody Ruch). Where the storytellers are camped comes into play, as well (not to mention a hilarious Rudzinski cameo – make sure you pause it to read it).

There is a lot of self-referential moments that are played for laughs quite effectively, such as one character acknowledging “We are too old to be playing teenagers.” I had to pause the film to laugh at that. Then others say things like, “These jokes are for sick fucks,” and “That sounds totally vague and reasonable!” The hits keep on a-comin’.

Shot in Widescreen and 4K, this is actually a very satisfying release, as goofy as it is; and it is. Usually, I balk at a movie of this length, but here it flies by, with little wasted moments. One of the funniest horror films I have seen in a while. And be sure to stick around for after the credits.

IMDB listing TBD.

Tuesday, July 5, 2022

Reviews: 5 Various Ghost Titled Films: Alone in the Ghost House; Ghost Box; Ghost in the Graveyard; The Ghost of Goodnight Lane; Ghost Witch

Reviews: 5 Various Ghosts Titled Films

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

All of the films covered below have the word “Ghost” in the title, and all of these films are recent, since the millennium.

These films below are not ranked, but are listed alphabetically, all from TubiTV, so they are free to watch. Note that my snark is truly meant to be fun and rib-poking with a touch of stream of consciousness. 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.

 

Alone in the Ghost House
Directed by Henrique Qouto
New Dynamic; Camp Motion Pictures
82 minutes, 2015
www.facebook.com/aloneintheghosthouse
Amazingly, I have not seen this before. I am a big fan of the director, Henrique Couto  and screenwriter, John Oak Dalton, as well as much of the regular troupe of Ohio-based actors who appear here. For the found footage story, husband and wife wannabe ghost hunters Lana (Joni Durian) and Derek (John Bradley Hembrick) are on a cross-country tour to film supposed hauntings, and one stop includes the Devil’s Commune, supposedly the most haunted house in the country, where all the artists who previously lived there were murdered. They arrive with their videographer Ford (Couto) who you hear more than see since he is behind the camera, outsider comic artist Sophie (Iabou Windmere) who is also an art historian that is familiar with the history of the Commune and its participants, and a psychic, Tabitha (Erin R. Ryan). They all plan to spend the night. Based on a barebones script, this was filmed in three days, in chronological order, and nearly all the dialogue was invented on the spot, giving it a feel of authenticity in its language. It also shows some improv skills. Because it’s based on “raw footage,” we get to see some humorous flubs such as false scares; however, this is probably a nod to all those ghost hunters shows and how they do what they do to reel in the audience, like a magician who shows his/her work. While technically I would not refer to this as a comedy, there are definitely some intentionally funny moments thrown in that are quite effective. There are also bloopers (real or not, I’m not sure) that are added (remember, raw footage). Like nearly every other ghost hunter show on reality television, not much happens as far as hauntings go, but there is still enough tension here to keep the viewer paying attention (with the exception of one conversation between Ford and Sophie that goes nowhere and could easily be excised). As far as the ending, man, I did not see that coming, and is actually the kingpin of the story, summing it up nicely by… well, I’m not telling. Honestly, I’m not a big fan of the whole found footage subgenre in general, but this is the third one by Couto I have seen (though it is not the only kind he makes, being he does multi-cross genres), and he has a way of making it interesting. Plus, there is a nice gratuitous shower scene.
Trailer is HERE 

 

Ghost Box
Directed by Michael Jarzabek
NXT Level Productions; MBUR Films
61 minutes, 2019
http://www.ghostboxmovie.com/
I am interested in this because it is, as of this writing, the only film listed for the director and its writer, Erik Papucci. Short and sweet, clocking in at one hour. And yet, it feels much longer. It takes nearly halfway before our protagonist, Eve (Alicia Frame) gets off her drunken ass to take any kind of action. At the onset, she ignores a phone call from her mom (Asta Razma), who dies in a car accident, presumably while trying to text her daughter. Eve, filled with guilt, ignores her job, and becomes a solid wino. Her friend and sculpted coworker, Brad (Randy Bernales), comes over to be a friend and enabler (i.e., he brings more wine). Her turning point comes when she orders the titular ghost box online. As this film focuses a lot on technology (such as a large use of cell phones and this object), it makes sense she would turn to an electronic medium to try to contact her mom. A ghost box is an EVP (Electronic Voice Phenomenon) that supposedly records the voice of the dead. This one is a weird modified AM/FM portable radio (hey, a friend of mine is convinced he heard a ghost say “yes” on his answering machine tape). But even before using it, in place of a Ouija Board I guess, there is a shadowy shawled figure that resembles the final ghost of Dickens’ A Christmas Carol. following her which I assume is up to no good. It also looks like CGI. When she uses the device, and combines it with Ouija and Tarot, she gets more than she bargained for, as is par for this type of film (Ouija = undesired evil spirits). Soon, she’s in a battle with an invisible entity that opens doors, knocks things over, lights candles, and starts a (vinyl) record player (Parrot Label, which put out Tom Jones and Englebert Humperdinck, among others; why do I know that?). Will she be able to rid her abode of the cowled one, or will she join her mom? Yeah, I won’t say, but any action happens in the last 20 minutes. And why doesn’t she leave as things get all messy? No, she invites Brad over (man protector stereotype) and calmly humming while taking a shower. This is after all the destruction and seeing the shadowy figure on a…nannycam? The acting in this is passable, and the film is quite amateurish, but as I said, it’s short, so, as Dorothy said, “Things come and go so quickly, here.” It’s threadbare and some of the effects, like the transition shots between events (e.g., the moon crossing the sky) look a big cheesy, but nods considering the budget. There is promise here, so let’s keep that in mind. From the ending, without giving anything away, I’m not sure if this was meant to indicate there will be a sequel, or this was intended to be a series. As a side note, at one point, Eve wakes up at 3:33 AM, which reminds me of another, fun film 3:33 AM (2014). There is a shower scene, but no gratuitous nudity, nor blood or gore. Lastly, there is a really nice subtle plug for PAWS Chicago/ a no-kill animal shelter.
Trailer is HERE 

 

Ghost in the Graveyard
Directed by Charlie Comparetto
Cellar Door Films; JARS Productions; Dark Coast
92 minutes, 2019
http://ghostinthegraveyardmovie.com/
Taking place in Mt. Mariah (the name Mariah means “Bitter”), though filmed around Tarrytown, NY, and hour north of New York City, the prologue sets up the basic story of a group of pre-teen girls playing the titular game in a cemetery (sort of the equivalent of saying “Bloody Mary” in a mirror) at the same time a witch (nice cameo by Afrikaner and indie horror legend Maria Olsen) is nearby doing an incantation. Through an accident, one of the girls, Martha (Shiloh Verrica) becomes a murderous spirit that only one of them can see. But the main story starts 10 years later and Sally (Kelli Berglund) is back home with her family, including her dad (another big name, Jake Busey). She comes back to finish up her final year of Catholic high school and there, meets up with her best friend Reed (Joah Carmody) who has sexual tension between them, of course. And also, of course, he is dating Sally’s arch enemy and head of the local group of stereotypical mean girls, Zoe (Olivia Larsen), whose nearly every piece of dialogue has that bully tone of sarcasm in all situations. What the hell would Reed see in her, other than a sexual object? Yeah, she is beautiful: this is a world filled with unrealistically stunners who could be models, right out of television central casting; no ugly or chubby or skinny people of any gender need apply. For me, this is the first real false step. This seems to be playing to teen girls who are destined to face body dysmorphic disorder. For some reason, Sally wants to fit in with these cretinous creatures. This wanting to be part of the clique of snobs and evil people is right out of the Mean Girls (2004) playbook. Again, cliché. I’m a third through the film, and while there have been deaths, it feels a big dragging up to now. Also, despite the title, most of the sightings of Martha go well beyond the reaches of the cemetery in which she passed; she can show up anywhere, even during the obligatory gratuitous bathing scene (in this case, nudity included). There are other noteworthy actors such as Royce Johnson of numerous television superhero shows of late, and lots of cameos, including Nikki Blonsky, the lead of 2007’s Hairspray, Jason James Richter, who was the kid/lead in Free Willy (1993), and Joseph D’Onofrio from A Bronx Tale (1993), among other mafia-related flicks. But the ghost is only half the story as there is a conspiracy brewing which we are given tiny hints of, though I’m sure it will all come out in the end, as they do in genre films, and then there’s the pesky satanist underbelly. The story shows some of its cards pretty early on, though bit by bit, so the surprises are not as shocking as I believe is supposed to be expected. And, man, I’m still only half way through. There are some nice, subtle references to other films, such as a crossword puzzle whose answers include “Hellraiser” and “Boomstick”; that made me smile (film needs more of that). Needless to say, the action ramps up for the third act of good vs. evil, filled with double crosses in all directions, and flipping of perceptions of who is what, but along with that it becomes convoluted and a tad confusing. Also, the last act gets really preachy and heavy handed, like this was a Christian film, the kind that might star nut-job Kirk Cameron, rather than a nice story about witches and Christians (for example, 1973’s The Exorcist was about good vs. evil, and even though it dealt heavily with church dogma, it wasn’t preachy). They also make it abundantly clear that this is meant to kick off either a sequel or franchise. I would like to add that the cinematography by Przemyslaw Reut is stunning and occasionally breathtaking.
Trailer is HERE 

 

The Ghost of Goodnight Lane
Directed by Alin Bijan
Shoreline Entertainment; Inception Media Group; FTG Media; Media World Studios
96 minutes, 2014
https://www.facebook.com/GhostOfGoodnightLane/
One of the things that attracted me to watch this was the cross-genre cast, which includes Billy Zane, Danielle Harris, and Lacey Chabert. Seems to be this is par to the underrated Harris, who often does indie films, but a downward trend for Zane of Titanic (1997) and now doing the “McGruber” television show, and Chabert of “Party of Five” and Mean Girls (2005) who now seems to specialize in television-released Christmas-themed films. To be fair, they all have multitudes of credits, so they are doing okay, I guess. As for this film, I immediately have a question from the first five minutes: at a busy film Dallas production studio, there is a film editor who is a workaholic, so he’s there all the time. Why, suddenly, is he being “haunted” by the main and evil spirit? His death is pretty cool, with the digital effects reminding me of The Haunting (1999) remake. The studio proper, which used to be a house owned by a mysterious older woman, Thelma (Allyn Carrell), has been sold and is getting ready to be razed for a new building, and the angry ghost is not having any of it. Her backstory is given in pieces in flashbacks as she gets involved with the Charles Manson (David “Shark” Fralick) cult. Even with the normal stretch of credibility in this kind of film, the power of this ghost is enormous enough to question the film a bit. She can cause objects to move, appear on video both in image and sound, make people do things to themselves, possess bodies, and cause others to just disappear through I’m guessing is some kind of portal. And for the large cast (i.e., body count) of production crew and models, well, once they know there is something screwed up going on and see our ghostie on tape, they take an unrealistic sweet ass time getting out of the building; I would be in my car before the second hand reached one minute. The unclear question through a lot of this is whether the ghost is Thelma’s daughter Jeanie (Alisha Revel), or Jeanie’s daughter by Manson (i.e., the evil one), Carly (Sophia Arias), or both. The acting is typical fare for this kind of film (just a tad either over- or under-emoting). As the comic relief (ad libs?) owner of the production company, Zane is both the best and most natural actor here, but also feels like he’s phoning it in sometimes, like “I can’t believe I’m making films like this…I was in Titanic, dammit!” The fight between the aging-yet-attractive ingénues is amusing, though. The effects are mostly CGI, but looks decent and bloody. This is the kind of film that is a bit silly, and yet serves its purpose. Lots of jump scares, and generally I enjoyed it for what it was. And through it all, in the words of Snoopy, it was a dark and stormy night. Oh, and there is a gratuitous shower scene here, too.
Trailer is HERE 

 

Ghost Witch (aka The Legend of Seven Toe Maggie)
Directed by Joseph Lavender
Black Flight Studios; Wild Eye Releasing; Scene and Heard; Grindhouse Productions
97 minutes, 2015
www.facebook.com/7toemaggie/
Supposedly “based on actual events,” there is a double and incomplete (to be explained later in the film) prologue that takes place in rural Georgia (perhaps being off-kilter would explain what is going on in voting practices in the 14th District of that state). The beginning segment is to set up the main body of the film that includes a bikini and bully party to snag that T&A audience of teens. This introduces nerd Zeke (Chase Steven Anderson) and possible love interest Mattie (Mandi Christine Kerr, who was in “The Walking Dead” and has no idea how to hold a slice of pizza when eating it: vertical? My Brooklyn pizza snob sensibilities are screaming. What’s next, pineapple?). Both are into the paranormal and fortunately her dad is a real estate agent who owns the mysterious house where Seven Toe Maggie (three less, not two more on one foot) was murdered about 50 years before. Since Zeke is part of an amateur ghost hunting group of oddballs called the G.H.O.S.T. Paranormal Team, reminiscent of the troupe from Twister (1996), soon all of them start the second act together to check out the place. They include gear genius Cameron (director Lavender, who also starred in 2011’s Exit 101), Ellie (Jessie Bockenek), Ben (Josh Sinyard), and his cynical girlfriend Kylie (Christina Pykles). Subtle weird things start happening pretty quickly, like doors opening or slamming shut, and creaky sounds, even before both the older waitress and the groundskeeper, Jenkins (Pete Ganas), fills the stereotypical “Ah’d turn back if Ah wuz you” role. Amusingly, the story gives nearly everyone a chance towards the early part to go off by themselves (for aspirin, to take a gratuitous bath – sans nudity – in a really rusty tub, or out to the van, for example) which gives 7TM a chance to show her presence. And yet, even though they are supposed to be paranormal hunters, none of them seem to be cognizant of anything going on (I found this extremely amusing, though I don’t believe it was intended to be), even when one of them goes missing for hours. Other questionable things include when the cops (counting Travis Breedlove, who also played a sheriff in Exit 101) arrive, they don’t mention the possibility of one of them being assaulted, and the cops just come into the place without a warrant. The group also proves to be terrible liars (but why lie?). Maybe it is typical behavior of law enforcement in Georgia. Meanwhile, I’m about half way through and waiting for the third act when hopefully all hell breaks loose. Meanwhile… One personal peeve that drives me crazy, and this is hardly just this film, the women (in this case Matti and Kylie) keep saying they should go, and the guys (mostly Zeke and Ben) insist “we’ll figure this out” and refuse to leave. Men need to listen to smart women. Anyway, as I easily predicted (as any genre fan would), the third act is filled with action, most of the body count comes in here, and while there isn’t a whole bucket of blood, it still has a squeamish moment or two. Overall, it was a fun ride.
Trailer is HERE 

Sunday, April 5, 2020

Review: The Kingdom of Var


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


The Kingdom of Var
Directed by Nicholas Kleban
Skeletonization Films
81 minutes, 2020

Man, I love indie cinema. Sometimes a premise comes up that is so…out there, that you have almost no choice but to say, “Well, okay, I guess,” and go with it. This directorial debut for Nicholas Kleban has unleashed just such a film, shot in Stoney Creek, just east of Hamilton, Ontario.

Vida Zukauskua and Stephen Ingram
Apparently, there was/is a sorcerer named Var (Shawn Van Every; the character’s name is a reference to E. Varelli from Dario Argento's 1980 film, Inferno) who, in 1594, managed to magically bring back some film equipment from the future to show an incantation, and then place it on a VHS. And anyone who watches this tape will bring Var back to life. Never mind that video tape dries out and breaks down after a while, but if you’re dealing with sorcerers and incantations, well, I guess anything is possible. Oh, wait, that’s right, we really need to throw logic out the window and just let the story roll over us as it comes in a major suspension of disbelief (SoD) in this case. But is that any less true of most horror films or creature features? Get over it!

Mucking around in her rented house’s basement, tall, stiff and model-thin Sonja Fitzgerald (Vida Zukauskas), finds said VHS titled “1594” (the shooting title of this film, by-the-by) and plays it. Before you can say The Ring(u) or creepy pasta (hey, that’s what we used to call our neighbor’s lasagna!), odd things are happening to our heroine.

Meanwhile, along the way, she is the target of the sexually obsessed and bad-toothed (dental appliance) InCel security guard (Mark Brombacher) and catches the eye of a creepy love interest, Kyle (Stephen Ingram), who’s sexual pressuring and slew of angry exes doesn’t seem to be a red flag to Sonja. He also obviously has numerous addiction issues.

Shawn Van Every
Through all that is happening, apart from a few screams here and there, life seems to go on with Sonja, despite the perv and her… boyfriend? She’ll get fearful and scared in one scene, and then act normal in the next. This is some bizarre writing, but… SoD it.

It takes a while for the film to hit its stride, but it’s worth the wait as the cannibal followers of Var start popping up, giving a jolt to the gore factor. Many of the body parts looks kind of rubbery, keeping consistent with everything else, but some of the effects actually look really good, and congrats for that.

The story is somewhat simplistic on one hand, but has a nice catch at the end that took me by surprise, answering a question I had earlier on in the story. It’s a bit all over the place, and other than our feckless heroine, nearly none of the other people in her life – boyfriend, best friend Ashley (Sarah Sweird), other friend Danielle (Madison Graves, aka Madi Violet Graves) and her physically and emotionally abusive boyfriend Morgan (Matthew Sears) – are really worth a damn to her (pun intended).

This film has very strong influences of classics that have gone on before, such as a couple of homages to The Wizard of Gore (1970) in the form of Ghorghoulia the Magnificent (Lars Classington), and the aforementioned Ringu. There is another, but it is too big a plot point to divulge and would give away the a-ha moment.

There really is no other way to describe the acting and line reading other than horrendous, achieving the level of The Room (2003; also Canadian, FYI). Actors pretty consistently fumble with their lines, or their eyes keep darting to the sides of the camera like there are cue cards there. But don’t disparage; if you’re like me, stuff like this is a draw rather than a hindrance, because it takes a film to a different level than the usual same-old-same-old. I was both smiling and saying WTF at the same time due to the sheer consistency of the flubbing. The fact that it was shot in only 13 days with a micro-budget, I’m happy to be seeing the completed project at all. The crew definitely managed to stretch the buck to get the most they could.

A major running theme in the film has to do with belief systems. Sonja is a non-believer in the supernatural (though I don’t think the word “atheist” is ever employed), though of course as mystical things keep happening, I wonder if that will change (yes, I already know). I do wonder, though, if Var is merely a sorcerer, or is he also a demon? Certainly he’s demonic.

When Sonja is in full, open-mouth scream mode, which she does often, it looked familiar and I couldn’t place it. Then I got it and smiled deeply: it looks straight out of the iconic ending of Sleepaway Camp (1983). I don’t think it was necessarily done on purpose, but it warmed my heart. When you watch it, let me know if you agree.

The Kingdom of Var trailer HERE.

Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Review: Pretty Fine Things


Text © Richard Gary / Indie Horror Films, 2018
Images from the Internet


Pretty Fine Things
Written, cinematography, directed and edited by Ryan Scott Weber
Weber Pictures Co. / Wild Eye Releasing / MVD Visual
100 minutes, 2016 / 2017
www.wildeyereleasing.com/

While sometimes made-up places can have decent names, or even just something like Smallville, but for me, I’m a fan of maps. I especially love when not only are real places used – especially rural ones – but also have great names like Bernardsville, New Jersey. Yep, that’s where this Podunk takes place. It’s only about 45 miles west of Hoboken, somewhere between Routes 78 and 80. I’ve passed the sign for Bernardsville many times on my way to either Pennsylvania or back to Brooklyn, though have never stopped off there. It’s also where this slasher release was shot.

Lynn Lowry
Outside this relatively small burg is where some of the fictional Banner family resides. Papa Banner (Ralph Cobert) is going blind and senile, missing his past-on wife (the always amazing Lynn Lowry, in essentially an extended cameo), who we see in flashbacks and dreams. They have three sons, and right off the bat we already know that the one who lives with dad, Walter (Brooklyn’s own Joe Parascand), is a bit off; I don’t think I’m giving much away as less than five minutes in he’s involved with dispatching Heather (the very cute Krista Robelle) after she has a fight with her boyfriend, Jay (Jesse Stier, whose face hair volume seems to changes from scene to scene).

Joe Parascand
After the prologue, we meet three late-20s-looking college students from Worchester, MA: the blonde virgin Hayden (Emelia Brawn) who gets constantly teased by her friends, Wendy the redhead (Lauren Renahan), and Ashley the Latina brunette (also cute Camila Perez). They rent a house from Walter to have a Halloween party. The many guests – aka, the body count – arrive, as do Walter’s two equally serial killing and mother-obsessed brothers, Thomas (Patrick Devaney) and James (Adam Ginsberg), who are they to create the body count. Their aim is to delete sinners from the world, and have women to “substitute” for mommy dearest to dear old senile and near blind dad.

Added to the mix are two police detectives investigating the recent string of missing women, Jake (director Weber) and his partner/love-interest Jennifer (Kristin Accardi), and their Captain (Christopher J. Murphy), who for some reason looks more Texan than Jerseyite, right down to the Stetson…and yet has a map of Italy on his wall (I’m sure it belongs to whosever space they were using).


Ryan Scott Weber
This is just the basic set up. As you can see, there are a lot of elements going on at the same time in this very ambitious screenplay. The story jumps around each of the three groups – the Banner family, the women/party, and the police – in quick order, circling around until they all collide together. While all of this is going on, we get to know a little back-story, which is welcomed and tends to be missing from most films, so thanks for that!

Being the modern world, most of these kinds of films that involve the slaughter of many (some men, mostly women), you know there has to be a twist, and is partially indicated early on when one of the women comments on the weirdness of Walter, and the response from another is, “We are a little creepy, ourselves.” While this is more than just a subtle reference to a line from The Craft, it is potentially a good thing. But also like contemporary horror cinema, especially indie releases, the action takes quite a while to start. There is some minor bloodletting to whet the appetite, but the real action kicks in after the expository about an hour in, when the Halloween party begins.

Camila Perez
Which brings us to the gore: we don’t see much in the first hour, even with some killings, but when the party starts is when it really kicks off. Michael Anthony Scardillo does a bang-up job with it, nearly all appliance SFX, when we see it. What I mean is that a lot of the violence to bodies is done through clothing, such as stabbings, but every once in a while, we get to see some viscera and bloodletting, and it looks really good. As for nudity? Well, we get to see a lot of cleavage and bras, but no naughty bits, even with a shower scene (still in underwear). Well, the cast is attractive, so I’ll move on after the following comment: there are a lot of tattoos on nearly everybody, including at least one full chest-plate. “Ouchies!”

The weak sides of the film are as follows: there really needs to be some editing done to bring this puppy down to at most 90 minutes. There are definitely superfluous moments that could be done away with without losing any of the story (I’ll get to the actual “Deleted Scenes” extra in a mo). Most of the acting is quite decent, such as by Parascand who steals nearly every scene he is in (his close-mouth smile is just the right level of eerie), and Perez is a close second, though there are some characters that are pretty wooden and only there for the body count (in the party scene, so it’s actually a positive, right?). Lastly, the writing is a bit shaky in sporadic parts, though I will say there is a nice and subtle humor that shows up throughout here and there, especially with the coppers, to balance it all out.

Lauren Renahan and  Emieia Brawn
On the positive, I was mucho grande impressed that there were at least three unexpected twists in the last 20 minutes, which I’m not going to hint at in any way. There is also an interesting use of color tinting throughout, which isn’t as subtle as it could have been, but still works. The camerawork is also quite good, using unusual angles and through objects in a way that doesn’t come across as all artsy, but still stands out.

The extras include a 10:05 blooper reel that was okay, but did not really bring anything major to the cast to indicate friendship or amusement to the viewer (well, this one anyway). The three female leads are friends in real life, but you don’t really get that here. But blooper reels tend to be overrated, in my opinion. Next is a 27:28 “Behind the Scenes” collection that is narrated by Jay Kay, host of “The Horror Happens Radio Show.” Rather than just watching shots being set up (which I find boring), Kay wisely interviews the seven key players, and some of the production crew. It’s a bit long, but most of it is interesting. The cheesy music behind it gets to be a bit much, but I think I’m nit-picking there.

This is followed by a 9:44 “Deleted Scenes” which also includes some extended ones, and an interesting alternative ending. In all, I feel like they made the right choice to put these here, rather than leave them in the film. Still, it was good to see these after watching the film. Of course, being a Wild Eye Releasing – err – release, there are a half-dozen trailers for other indies, mostly with a theme that I won’t say as it sheds a light on a spoiler alert. I really like Wild Eye’s stuff.

The main extra, which comes first but I saved for last (in both review and participating in) is the full-length commentary. Thankfully, it’s only Weber and Parascand so there is hardly any talking over or bravado, just stories about filming, both about the ideas behind it and anecdotes about the shoot, and it’s an easy listen that doesn’t get boring.

This is essentially a story about playing with the perception of who is “good” and who is “bad.” You can tell this is an mico-budgeter, but Weber does a great job in showing what can be done with very little, and make it look big.


Monday, October 31, 2016

Review: Halloween Spookies

Text © Richard Gary / Indie Horror Films, 2016
Images from the Internet

Halloween Spookies
Directed and edited by Dave Parker and Dustin Wayde Mills
65 minutes, 2016

Dave Parker, aka MrParker, has earned a reputation as a film collector / vlogging reviewer, and now he’s moving well into writing and directing for his second release, under the tutelage of a master of the micro-budget genre, filmmaker and puppet creator Dustin Wayde Mills. They’ve been friends for years, along with stalwart actor / writer Brandon Salkil, working and playing together into a cohesive unit.


After a nicely done first-person intro that goes from day to day-for-night to a cool model house, we meet two witches (Joni Durian and Haley Madison, who was great recently in CarousHELL [2016]). In order to keep our protagonist to stay until a potion is ready, we get the three stories in this anthology.

First up is “The Babysitter,” a play on the bad guy in the house theme, but also takes from the news of weird people dressing like clowns to scare others. It’s kinda goofy, in a good way, and we certainly get a result of what could probably happen in real life. The two kids in the story are excellent, as is B.J. Colangelo in the titular role. She ain’t no Mary Poppins, that’s as sure as the kids aren’t the Banks children, either. For a story geared for the young’ns, there is an effective level of suspense for everyone.

The second tale, like the first, is directed by Mills, who happily goes back to what he built his early films on, which is a peculiar level of ironic humor. Here, he takes on the black-and-white tale of some schulb (Mills’ regular go-to actor, Salkil, the writer of this piece) who is visited by “The Messenger,” a ‘50s leather jacket-wearing Juvenile Delinquent spirit played with fervor by Parker. The gross-out level is high here in a kid-friendly-yet-icky way. What stood out for me is that both actors played against their own type. Salkil tends to play – well, yes, schlubs (not counting Skinless) or raving maniacs, but here he is more subtle, showing some more depth than usual (knew he had it inim). Parker, who tends to play more constrained characters, plays his role appropriately over the top in a way that is broader than I’ve seen him before, showing he’s got some chops that go beyond his online film reviews as MrParka. The story has a good youth message about not giving up and persevering, no matter what comes knocking in the middle of the night.

The main piece, though, is the third tale, “The Familiars,” is written and directed by Parker, who also plays a pizza delivery guy. So, one of these two not-to-bright comic nerd guys (kind that still live at home way past their due) decides he wants to join the local gang, The Cruising Bruisers. But as one of the two notes, “They don’t even ride!” Now, this gang is, well, beyond dunces. There’s the leader (Salkil in full jagged-up mode), a metal-head who only says “Metal” and makes the two-fingered sign named Devil Horns (Mills), and one who amusedly only speaks in very poor Spanish, named Macho (Aaron Anthony). Calling these guys idiots would be an insult to idiots.

The two doofus dweebs perform an incantation from a book similar to the one in Evil Dead, except that this one looks like it has the image of the demon from Mills’ Easter Casket (2013) on it. Mills got his start making horror films dealing with puppets, and he contributes his skill to Parker’s vision by creating three demons right out of Ghoulies (1984), one of which looks really cool (the cat), and two others that are more leaning towards the Paper-Mache, but hey, still good-if-not-better than the Ghoulies’ rubber models.

With a nod to the Three Stooges – or as Macho might say, “La Tres Estupidos” – the tiny creatures go on a rampage of killing, with a decent amount of a body count considering the age-level for the film. At half an hour, this is the longest bit, and a good companion piece to the other two (and witchy wraparound, of course). This particular story is a bit more violent and raucous than the others, but nothing that can’t be shown on television uncut (or hasn’t been of late), with possibly one exception, which involves the mentioning of a succubus. Now, even Bugs Bunny used to have a touch of adult humor it in (sexy cross-dressing Bugs or Elmer, as an example), but those days are questionable now. I mean, violence has always been more accepted by mainstream media than, well, (read as sotto voce) S-E-X, or in this case, being implied.

I would say the age level for this film is arguably over 10, when one considers the gross-out level (albeit mild), the demon killings, the use of the word “crap” throughout (the strongest cuss word here), and that one character has a cigarette (always unlit) usually dangling from his lip; that being said, I remember the media uproar on television in the 1980s when a child character said something like “bite me” to her bothersome brother. It’s a new world, folks, and thanks to streaming services, kids are more accustomed to things we didn’t see as a youth (which makes me think of Neil Postman’s 1982 treatise, The Disappearance of Childhood, but I won’t get all theoretical on ya).


This is an enjoyable release, and I’ve seen lots of good words about it around the Interwebitivity, and rightfully so. It’s funny on many levels, from goofy and slapstick to “oh, yeah” connections that you’ll get even if the kids won’t. It’s fun, it’s free, and it’s worth a view for children of aaaaall ages. C’mon, whatcha gotta lose?

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Review: The Inhabitants

Text © Richard Gary / Indie Horror Films, 2016
Images from the Internet

The Inhabitants: Standard Edition
Written and directed by the Rasmussen Brothers (Michael and Shawn)
Lascaux Media / Sinister Siblings Films /
Film Rise / MVD Visual
90 minutes, 2015 / 2016

I love when a title has a cool double or even triple entendre to it. As an example, this one works quite well, and I’ll get to that in a sec.

Michael and Shawn Rasmussen, who apparently like to be known as “The writers of John Carpenter’s The Ward” (2010),” also wrote and directed this one, the second feature for which they sat in the main chair(s). The outcome is a different vision when you can make the whole film you write, so this gives them some freedom of self-expression.
                                                                  
This was filmed at the Noyes-Parris House (built in 1669), somewhere in a wooded suburban area of Wayland, MA, approximately 30 miles due west from Salem. The Heritage Home, which doubles for the March Carriage B&B here, actually has an historical, sinister connection to the infamous witch trials, giving some credibility to the look and tone of the film.

Elise Couture Stone
Into the picture come Dan (Michael Reed) and Jessica (Elise Couture Stone), a young couple who buy the mysterious B&B from its previous owner (Judith Chaffee), a widow who has been sinking into senility. Pretty early on – enough towards the beginning I don’t feel like I’ve giving away anything – we learn that the house was originally owned by a woman named Lydia (India Pearl), a witch who was hanged in – yep – 1669. Needless to say, she hasn’t exactly vacated the premises, and has found ways to create a family writ large.

If you watch the trailer, which gives away too much of the story, pretty soon you know wifey is under Lydia’s spell; this spells (pun intended) trouble for just about anyone and everyone. So, this brings me to the point I mentioned earlier about the entendre: are the Inhabitants the earthly ones living in the house, the supernatural ones lingering (as the band Sparks might sing), or the supernatural one inside the living one? Gotta say, whichever way, it works.

India Pearl
The premise itself is hardly new, and I even predicted most of the ending about a third of the way through: been there, seen that. That being said, and this is a big however, the Brothers Rasmussen have taken an old motif and really worked it like kneading a raisin challah. The end result is quite delicious, even if you’ve eaten that kind before.
                  
There are some really nice jump scares, but that is due to both the surprise and a lot to the make-up, which is really top notch Lydia and the others look just plain free-kaaay, with the wide, white eyes. Again, I’ve seen this so many times before, but the look and lighting works so well together to make it pop. I admit freely that ghost stories have always been my favorites; spookies + body count = happiness, for me. That does not mean that all of this genre are good, but this one certainly is better than most I’ve seen recently.

Michael Reed
The acting is also quality work. For example, Reed has never disappointed, even in outrageous roles (e.g., The Disco Exorcist [2011]). If I recall correctly, he may be using his own jacket because I could have sworn I’ve seen the (faux) fur-color thing before. But I digress… Here, as the husband who is trying to work out what the hell is happening to his life-partner while still trying to maintain his own space in the house, he comes across as both strong and flawed. Couture is the centerpiece of the film, as the wife who is dealing with a supernatural assault. She gets to play the role in two modes, being a loving wife for the first half, and then nearly as a somnambulist as she is influenced by the evil being living in her home. As the evil Lydia, the lovely Pearl dons the fright make-up and goes full throttle as the wicked witch of Wayland. Her scenes are short, but she makes her presence (pun intended) known to the viewer.

My complaint about the film, as I stated before, is that the trailer gives away too much, so I recommend seeing the film instead. But that note is a minor chord, as the film really is a fun watch, from beginning to end. While there is little character development, you do get the impression that the couple love each other, and you feel the ominousness almost from the gecko (yes, I know it’s “get-go”). Plus the effects are also enjoyable; the blood is not plentiful (and rightfully so for the story), and also seems to have the right consistency, i.e., doesn’t ooze like chocolate syrup.

The house, the lighting, the editing, the acting and the story all work together to create a totally enjoyable ghostie. By “Standard Version,” as this release is called, I am assuming means that it is CD rather than Blu-Ray, and perhaps has less extras, but that’s okay, as it still packs quite a punch.

Part of the reason why this is such a fun flick, as I’ve mentioned before, is the pacing of the film. What I mean by that is the Bros. don’t fall into the trap that many do: normally, I really hate the whole walking cautiously through the dark house / basement / cellar / woods / scenes with a flashlight (or candle, depending on the film), in what feels like an endless padding of time. The suspense is kept in play because it’s done in short segments. Also, it’s not so dark that all you can see is whatever the light falls upon, nor is it a shaky camera, for once; thank you for that. Makes me forgive you for (please read the rest of the sentence in a Maxwell Smart voice) the old moving-the-bathroom-cabinet-mirror-and-suddenly-the-ghost-is -behind-the-person trick.  

Other than chapters, the only extras are two different types of sound and subtitles (always appreciated).

This is one of the better indie films I’ve seen this year. The Rasmussens have taken some tired and tried ideas and actually improved them to the point where I didn’t feel, really?! That is actually saying a lot. Go and check it out. A great Halloween watch.