Category Archives: Horror

Streaming Review: A Nordic Nightmare: Koko-Di Koko-Da

 

Of late I have been watching a lot of Nordic Noir television programming with my Sweetie-Wife and then stumbled across this Swedish horror film Koko Di Koko Da. (The nonsense title is a sung refrain from a nursery rhyme.)

Married couple Tobias and Elin, three years after the sudden death of their daughter, camp in an isolated wood trying to repair their relationship. While camping they are besieged by three murderous characters from the nursery rhyme that inspired the film’s title and are killed. The sequence of events repeated in a Groundhog Day style loop with only Tobias remember each repeating cycle.

I am sorry to report that this movie simply did not work for me. There are two major factors why I found this movie unsatisfying.

First off, Tobias is a thoroughly unlikeable character, and his treatment of Elin is abominable. It is clear that she does not want to camp but he ignores her feelings entirely for his own desires. In addition to neglect and thoughtlessness Tobias after he is aware of the time-loop that they character are trapped within more than once abandons Elin even before the murderous characters appear. By the midpoint of the movie, I wanted nothing more than for him to die terribly and for Elin to escape. Mind Elin is not a very pleasant person either but as a character she is far more sympathetic than Tobias.

Secondly, more than once the film shatters its point of view with animated intermissions and unmotivated shifting to another character. I think the filmmakers were going for a more stylized and symbolic approach but instead of crafting emotional responses that created only confusion.

The ending holds no catharsis and no resolution but simply terminates the story without explanation or rhyme or reason. This may work for some but for me it was a disappointment.

Koko-di Koko-da is currently streaming on Shudder.

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Streaming Review: The Howling

 

It has been nearly 40 years since I last watched Joe Dante’s werewolf feature The Howling. My last viewing was either videotape or a pay channel during the early 80s only a few years after the film’s release in 1981. Based upon the novel of the same name Gary Brandner the movie along with An American Werewolf in London, released the same year, presented a radically new approach to werewolves in cinema that The Howling, despite a slew of sequels, failed to make the same level of cultural impact.

The film, departing heavily from the novel, centers on journalist and local news anchor Karen White who survives a traumatizing encounter with serial killer and as part of her therapy, along with her husband Bill, secludes herself at a rural facility known as ‘The Colony,’ administered by notable psychiatrist. While living at The Colony Karen discovers that not of her co-residents are exactly what they appear to be and there may be a connection to the serial killer.

There is a reason why The Howling is not as well known as its sister werewolf film An American Werewolf in London, and that is far fewer interesting things happen in it. This film takes a great deal of time establishing its characters and its environment while providing precious little dramatic tension or conflict. With a brief running time of just 91 minutes, it has little room for leisurely establishment. The cast is good and well positioned, the cinematography has a glow to it that enhances the unnatural world of the colony and the transformations by Rob Bottin are groundbreaking, but the complete package fails to get over the top and aside from an ending sequence that is stellar the film is largely forgettable.

The Howling is not a bad film nor is it a great one but rather exists in that uncomfortable middle ground of being basically serviceable. While it has logic and character motivational problems that are left wholly unresolved or explained its novel approach to the cinematic werewolf makes it worth at least one viewing.

The Howling is currently streaming on Shudder.

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Werewolf Transformations

 

Sunday night I watched The Howling first the first time in decades, long post about that film to come, and it got me thinking about the changing nature of werewolf transformations in cinematic history. My thoughts are guided by the films I have actually seen and should not be construed as an exhaustive study.

1935’s Werewolf of London preceded that other Universal werewolf film by six years. It shares almost none of the mythology that the next film planted solidly into popular thought and in many ways plays more like a retelling of Dr. Jekyll and Mister Hyde. The transformation from man to hybrid wolf and man takes place during subtle cuts. The character passes behind foreground objects such as pillars and emerges partially transformed going through successive stages until fully changed in a werewolf in tails and top hat.

1941 changed werewolves forever with Siodmak’s script for The Wolf Man. This is the film that introduced silver as a werewolf’s bane and many other lasting tropes. Talbot’s transformation, unlike Werewolf of London, happens on-screen by way of lap-dissolves where in succeeding shots, dissolved into each other to create the illusion of a single take, hair and appliances are added to the actor until the change is complete. The process was time consuming and difficult for the actor and never fully convincing but remained the method of onscreen werewolf transformations for the next 40 years.

1981 witnessed the release of two werewolf films, The Howling, with transformation effect by Rob Bottin, and An American Werewolf in London whose transformations were designed and created by Rick Baker, both men would go on to produce some of the most legendary make-up effects in the last sixty years.

Both men utilized bladders, puppets, and vanguard make-up techniques and appliances to create on-stage, in-camera, transformations that had never been seen before. Audiences watched as body parts swelled, extended, pushed out from human to wolf proportions, in elaborate and minute detail. However, it was Baker’s An American Werewolf in London that changed the paradigm not only for film but for literary werewolves.

While both transformations achieve similar on-screen effects, Baker’s imbued the changes with bone cracking agony for the tragic character afflicted by this curse. David’s first and most elaborate transformation in the film is a grueling, painful, and terrifying ordeal because nothing about it appears even remotely tolerable. He suffers, and the audience along with him, through every moment of the change.

And just like that the agony of transformation became canon. To this day I read werewolf stories where the author takes the time to describe the breaking and reforming of bones and he painful shift from human to wolf. Authors I am sure that have never seen An American Werewolf in London follow the template that Rick baker laid out 40 years earlier.

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Me and Movies Theaters When I was Young

 

For some inexplicable reason lately, I have been thinking about the movies theaters I frequented when I was a tween and a teenager.

Until about age of 10 I lived in rural North Carolina and my only solid memories of going to the movies were drive-in theaters with big bags of homemade popcorn and gloriously colorful Hammer horror.

After my father passed away, we move to Ft. Pierce Florida and soon started going to the theaters there.

The Sunrise Theater was just over two miles from my home on 32nd St and I walked the distance to see their presentations. The Sunrise was a single screen theater and the place I went to the most for my movie fix. I remember a number of fun Saturdays watching films like Escape from the Planet of the Apes, Race with the Devil, and The Towering Inferno in that darkened air-condition space.

Ft Pierce did have a multi-screen theater I seem the remember the name being the Village Twin, but I could be wrong about the name. It was just over three and half miles from my home and I also walked and sometimes biked to that theater for movies. It was there that I saw Jaws, Superman: The Movie, and Alien. I still have quite vivid memories of speeding home from Superman pumping the peddles hard with Willams’ iconic score playing in my head.

The final place to see movies in Ft. Pierce was our drive-in theater but as we had no family car, my mother did not drive, I only saw one film there. A Movie I was so desperate to see that I went on my bicycle to a drive-in, Romero’s Dawn of the Dead.

Movies have always been and always will be a major element of my life.

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Ghost Stories and Mysteries: Minefields of Exposition

 

All stories require exposition. From romances set in the modern day to period pieces, fantasies, and science-fiction all tales require a level of explanation about the characters and how their lives and histories intersect with the larger world around them, but ghost stories and mysteries raise the bar for the writer in both the amount of exposition required and the skill to deploy it in a satisfying manner.

Ghost stories often turn on a mystery, why there this ghost, what events created it and what is needed for the restless dead to finally rest. In that way a ghost story is an often, but not always, a mystery where the dead actively participate. Mysteries are built upon the fact that there is hidden knowledge that will be revealed and its revelation with illuminate both plot and character in a satisfying way.

For both types of stories, the exposition usually arrives late, near the end, when the final pieces are slotted into place and the truth is finally uncovered. This is the moment of greatest danger for the writer.

It’s very tempting and trap to have one character deliver the exposition in a massive info dump laying out all the particulars of the plot and how the various elements interlock creating the narrative. If managed skillfully and with dramatic tension still alive, look to Knives Out for a fine example of this performed masterfully both in the writing and by the actors, the reveal can be exciting and dramatic. Done badly and it’s a boring scene with usually one actor forced to attempt to salvage the story by eating the scenery.

This week I watched The Nesting, a title which makes no sense whatsoever, a horror movie and Gloria Grahame’s final film performance, about an agoraphobic woman and her experiences in a haunted house. The core story and set up are perfectly serviceable but when it comes time to deliver the expositions we are treated to John Carradine, sadly far past his prime, attempting to deliver a clunky info dump as his character dies. The film was hardly working before and this badling worked exposition killed what little life remained.

If you are writing a ghost story or mystery, take particular care around the final exposition, remember that a scene, including expository ones, require tension derived from a character trying to achieve something and facing obstacles in that pursuit.

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Incomplete Observations on Vampyres (1974)

 

Among the curated horror movies currently available on SHUDDER is the mid-70s ‘erotic’ (read, naked women) horror flick Vampyres.

Hailing from the UK, Vampyres centers on a pair of lesbian vampires living in a dilapidated country manor, the same used for the exterior shots of The Rocky Horror Picture Show and many Hammer productions, where, with carnal seduction, they lure unsuspecting victims.

One weeknight after I have finished my writing for the evening, I usually like to relax by watching videos before bed and I have watched at least the first act of Vampyres and witnessed perhaps the worst serious sex scene committed to celluloid. I literally laughed out loud when the couple began ‘making out’ because it looked so clumsy, so fumbling that I was immediately remined of the comedic version of the scene in Syfy’s series Resident Alien, and yet this was supposed to be titillating rather than laughable.

What is crystal clear is that the film has no characters. Oh, actors come in, deliver lines, and fumble at each other nude bodies, they do not portray any sort of actual person. “Ted” in the first act picks up one of the vampires, Fran, while she pretends to be hitchhiking. We are supposed to believe that she seduces him but without any convincing dialog it’s just two people who decide to go to her house and screw. Ted has no motivation beyond his supposed attraction to Fran. He wasn’t coming from anywhere, or going to any place on his drive, he exists only to have scenes with a vampire. Scene after scene is devoid of any motivation on the character’s part. People do things to achieve goal that serve their needs the exterior reflecting the interior here they just get wine glasses, drink, and screw without anything beyond the walls of the set existing.

I can see why I have never heard of this movie.

 

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A Harebrained Film: Night of the Lepus

 

A dozen years after the release of her cinematically legendary showers sequence and eight years before she would appear with her daughter Jamie Lee Curtis in John Carpenter’s

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atmospheric horror film The Fog, Janet Leigh, along with DeForest Kelley three years after Star Trek grounded, starred in a most unusual SF horror movie 1972’s Night of the Lepus.

Adapted from the satirical SF novel The Year of the Angry Rabbit by Russell Braddon, NOTL’s central conceit is the Arizona countryside suffering nocturnal assaults from mutated giant rabbits.

The film attempts and fails to build credibility for its premise by opening with a faux newscaster intoning seriously about rabbits upsetting the delicate ecological balance in Australia after their introduction to that continent. From there the story moves to Arizona where rancher Hillman is dealing with a rabbit infestation of his own. Rather than deploy harsh poisons to deal with the pests his friend Clark (DeForest Kelley) at the university puts him in contact with a husband/wife team of scientists Roy and Gerry Bennett (Gerry Bennett played by Janet Leigh.) The pair decide that using hormones to make ‘boy rabbits act more like girl rabbits’ is the solution to Hillman’s troubles and begin experimentation on rabbits captured from the ranch. The filmmakers use the Bennett’s young daughter both as clumsy exposition, ‘Mommy what is a control group?’ and the method by which a rabbit already mutated by the artificial is released into the wild to infect the ranch’s rouge population. And yes, the film tries to force the idea that hormonally changing one rabbit somehow infects other without the use of a bacteria or virus. Despite the EPA having been established two years earlier the scientific pair also have no hesitation in developing and deploying an unknown effect into the ecology without significant testing as their timeline from concept to eradication was mere weeks.

The greatest hurdle the filmmakers failed to clear isn’t the lack of character arcs or scientific illiteracy but rather no amount of slow-motion photography on miniature sets and even with fake blood smeared on their snouts, rabbits cannot look credibly frightening. Rabbits as a violent lethal threat belongs solely to the domain of British farce and not in the dying giant animal genre.

I found Night of the Lepus streaming for free on a Roku channel, but they interrupted the movie every ten minutes for a block of five commercials. even minus those interruptions except for comedic entertainment I could not recommend this strange unique movie.

 

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Horror Review: Thirst (1979)

 

As part of the Ozploitation cycle of cinema 1979’s Thirst is low on budget but big on concept.

The film centers on Kate Davis (Chantal Contouri) a successful businesswoman about of take a several week vacation but instead is kidnapped by a mysterious cult-like organization, The Brotherhood, taking advantage of her expected absence to indoctrinate her into their lifestyle of modern vampirism.

The Brotherhood is riven by factions, all who wants Kate to fully embrace their lifestyles, but who differ in what methods that consider acceptable with Dr. Fraser (David Hemmings) more reverential of Kate’s ancestry while Dr Gauss (Henry Silva) and others are willing to using dangerous conditioning methods even if Kate’s sanity shatters.

Directed by Rod Hardy and photographed by Vince Morton Thirstis competently made and achieves quite a bit on tis limited budgets. It never answers the question of The Brotherhood are gaining actual benefits from their dietary choices or if they are simply mad as such considerations are actual incidental to the thrust of the story and Kate’s struggle to retain her agency and identity. It is a pleasure that unlike several other films of the cycle there was no attempt to disguise the characters or the setting as American but instead the film is presented as natively Australian.

With an extended dream/nightmare sequence dominating the film’s second act Thirst is not a horror movie that relies upon ‘kills’ or ‘jump scare’ to provoke a reaction from its audience. Its sedate pace and its emphasis psychological threats over physical ones means it is not a film for everyone but its thematic treatment of industrialization and the wealthy literally cannibalizing the lower classes make this a very interesting movie that will have strong appeal to some.

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Mulholland Dr and Narrative Logic

 

I have now added to my ever-growing Blu-ray and DVD collection David Lynch’s 2001 protean production Mulholland Dr and it has been considering the nature of logical order in film and fiction.

Fiction generally behaves in accordance with its own internal and decipherable narrative logic that allows the reader or audience to suspend disbelief and accept the characters and events are credible representations of some reality. This spans the gauntlet from grounded ‘realistic’ dramas such as The Remains of the Day to fantastic and physics defying spectacles like Avengers: Endgame. The cause-and-effect logic of the story dictates the progression of the characters actions, emotions, and growth with a clear and understanding relationship between event and outcome.

Mulholland Dr abandons all sense of narrative logic in favor of dream logic. The audience is denied a firm, clear, foundation of logical rules by which the film operates leaving them swept by the currents of imagery, raw emotion, and sound into a whirlpool that each individual is solely responsible for interpreting. The film is most often compared directly to a dream where major events and sequences have only the barest of connecting narratives flowing freely from one to another with a logic that feels present but is forever just beyond discovery.

I cannot tell you what Mulholland Dr is about. I cannot give to you a definitive interpretation on what maybe reality and what may be dream if such a distinction even exists within its narrative. It is like Kubrick’s 2001: A Space Odyssey but with is cold clinical style replaced by one that is unsettling, disturbing, and even horrifying.

I have seen this film called the best horror movie of the early 2000s and it is hard to argue with that assessment. Horror works best when not only the characters but the audience is forced to face threatening events that defy understanding. The dead do not rise and feed upon the living, magical beasts do not prowl the night, and science has not produced monstrosities savaging the countryside. But eventually in horror films and fiction the new rules are discovered, the vampire must rest on earth from its grave, the uncompleted tasked finished so the spirits my rest, the nature of the beast is understood and through that defeated returning the world to an order that again rational. Mulholland Drnever resolves its internal logical, the world unbalanced is never again rational, and the unsettled horror of a cold uncaring universe that beyond understanding remains, haunting the audience far beyond the film’s 146-minute running time.

I do not pretend to understand Lynch’s vision but I do feel it and that I think that was his intent all along.

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Not Worth Your Time: Hello Mary Lou; Prom Night 2

 

The 80s were a good time and a bad time for horror films. The monumental success in the late 70s of Halloween inspired innumerable low budget film makers and studios that a cheap slasher was the sure path to box office riches producing a crop of under-funded knockoffs that possessed none of the style of the films they were following. 1980 brought the rip-off production Prom Nightwhich had the benefit of starring Jamie Lee Curtis who had starred Halloween but other than that had precious little to offer.

Six years later a wholly different production under the title The Haunting of Hamilton High retooled and retitled itself in Hello Mary Lou; Prom Night 2 a story without any connection to the first Prom Night save that take place in the same high school. Both films are Canadian productions that attempt to present their locals as standard Americana but I could swear that in Prom Night 2 when money is flashed it has a clearly Canadian appearance.

The plot of Prom Night 2 is fairly straight forward, Mary Lou Maloney, an enthusiastic sinner of a high school girl, is killed in an accident on Prom night 1957 before she can be crown as prom queen and 30 years later her vengeful and still sinful spirit descends on the high school thirsting for sex, violence, and her crown.

This is film is a mess.

It rips off so many themes and shots and concepts from other movies that there is scarcely anything in it which it can claim as its own. Trying to merge ideas from The Exorcist, Carrie, and Nightmare on Elm Street proved to be a fool’s errand and aside from Lisa Schrage as Mary Lou and perhaps Michael Ironside there is little to praise in the acting presented to us. The lines are delivered without conviction or credibility while being shot in a flat over-lit video style. There is nothing to recommend this film and its gratuitous use of female nudity reveals not only the actresses but the production desperate attempt to drawn in an audience as low class as the production itself.

Hello Mary Lou; Prom Night 2 is currently streaming on Shudder.

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