Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Starring: Julie Amato, Victor Mohica and Henry Bal
At nightfall, a medicine man sneaks in the digging site and, after killing a guard with a "snake-in-a-box", steals a few artifacts that will summon a dead man's spirit and inherit its powers. After a trippy possession sequence, the spirit of N'halla took control of the medicine man to continue his spree, picking off a few locals and soon anybody else who got in the way as he travels to the university where his original mummified body was brought to.
Like most Native based slasher movies, The Ghost Dance tends to focus on the supernatural or religious aspects of its subject before treating us with bloody delights; here, the film shifts from possession story to murder mystery before finally going full slasher on us, managing to keep the story interesting despite some slow scenes.
Due to this, the film is mostly story driven and what I came to appreciate about this film is that its scripting fleshed out its two main leads quite effectively; Julie Amato's Dr. Foster character is a true authority who never lost her cool even if the undead shaman starts appearing in a ghostly fashion. The character Tom Eagle, played by Victor Mohica, also had an interesting development as a skeptic who lost his faith after seeing a ritual gone wrong, but soon to be challenged spiritually when the supernatural threatens his loved one. The bond between these two kept this movie away from slasher mediocrity, focusing more on a stable characterization rather than having them as easy throwaways.
"Patience is a virtue" as they say and The Ghost Dance is a finely crafted and subtle film that is a material testament to this saying, finding both strength and weakness from it. Just like its brother "Scalps (1983)", Ghost Dance is a slasher film for the appreciative and the clever, chock full of thrills well executed waiting behind the waves of schlock teen slashers and torture porn that seems to have overrun our video stores for curious new fans to strike gold. Seek it!
1 male bitten by rattlesnake
1 female had her neck slashed with knife
1 female ravaged by dog
1 female impaled to a spear
1 male had his face slashed with knife, later had a glass shard forced to his gut
1 male had a knife thrown to his back
1 male stabbed on the gut with knife
1 male burned to death
1 male killed with scalpel offscreen
(note: In a flashback, a boy had his gut forced open by a medicine man and appears to be disemboweled. Though the medicine man claims it was a medical procedure, its unknown whether the boy survived the ritual or not.)
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
starring: Christopher George, Andrew Prine and Richard Jaeck
When an 18-foot tall grizzly bear starts attacking and eating hikers at an American national park, Chief Ranger Michael Kelly was put into the case since he accounted that all bears were moved away from the park and was forced to keep all campers at the low lands while prohibiting anyone from hiking.
This did very little to stop the attacks as the bear started prowling the camping grounds and continues to make chow out of the campers there. Thinking of a way to turn this situation into a media sensation, park supervisor Charlie Kittridge places a bounty on the animal's head and sets hundreds of amateur hunters to make sure the deed is done, only to discover that the animal is stronger and tougher than they could have imagined. With no other option, Kelly decided to call up Guide and Vietnam Vet Don Stober, and Naturalist Arthur Scott to finish the menace before it makes mince meat out of them all.
But, aside from the gore, we also got some cheese lining up to make an unintentional laugh or two, like a lookout tower being "tore down" by our killer bear only put into cinematic effect by shaking the camera (ah, the nostalgic 70s), the fact that a killer bear is smart enough to know that a cabin can be broken down, or the fact that our heroes is packing heat, BIG heat, Bazooka Heat!
Our cast are also quite good in a B-grade level; there's nothing about this film that says Oscar winner, but the likes of Christopher George, who would later appear in future horror and action classics such as Day of the Animal (1977), Graduation Day (1981) and Pieces (1982), somehow gave a great performance as a skilled park ranger troubled by his inexperience towards bear attacks that's reminiscent of our Jaws' Martin Brody.
Grizzly not a perfect, but its not a bad film either. Its a whole grand of 70s cheese and horror, an backwoods adventure mixed with our 80s slasher sensibilities with a fairly decent attempt for a Killer Animal movie. Its too bad that this film never got the franchising it needed. A sequel was actually shot, but never got released due to distribution problems and bad publicity due to leaked footages and negative reviews of said footages, which is a shame, I would really like to see an 18-foot killer Grizzly tear down and mangle concert goers in a forest...
1 female had her arms lopped off
1 female had her face clawed open, mauled to death
1 female mauled to death (mostly offscreen)
1 female bashed repeatedly on the temples against trees
1 bear cub eaten (mostly offscreen)
1 male crushed by a collapsing lookout tower
1 female bear-hugged to death
1 horse had its head clawed off
1 male found with his back clawed open
1 male bear-hugged to death
1 grizzly bear blown apart with bazooka (!)
Monday, August 29, 2011
Here in MoB, we salute those terrifying murders that gets embroiled to our noggins, whether the movie is good, super good or super trash.
By the time teen slashers are the "IN" during the 90s, countless imitators crashed the success of the teen slashers, bringing out new waves of slasher films, aimed for the youth of the new millennia. One fine example of this is Germany's own "Swimming Pool" or "Der Tod feiert mit" in original German. While the film succeed as a slightly better than average teen slasher, it does feature one of the most creative (and painful) kills in teen history.
After her boyfriend got the sharp edge of the machete through his chest, our poor damsel finds herself sliding down a water slide to her doom as the killer plunges and sticked a machete in the middle of the slide's opening. As the girl draws close to the blade, she got no choice but to succumb to the inevitable, and got the damn thing between her legs. Ouchies.
Starring: Julian Morris, Lindy Booth and Jared Padalecki
PG-13 horror always makes me cringe. The tamed gore, the lame plot, the tired teen smarts taking the good name of horror overdone, it’s a crime that these PG-13 films gets all the attention when R-rated horror gets butchered for a faint-hearted public. So when I finally decided to watch CRY_WOLF (just for the review), I was surprised how well done it was despite the lack of proper scares and extreme violence, playing out as a thriller involving a lie gone wrong.
|Cocky Bastard making friends already|
|So young, so nice, so...fake|
The mail spreads easily via instant messaging, with nearly every student and staff believing it, but it seems like someone wearing the same orange ski mask and camouflage suit described in their mail started stalking Owen, taking every chance to kill him. Is someone trying to kill Owen for vengeance or is Owen being eaten alive by his own guilt?
|ugh, why do people never listens.|
Admittedly, the experimental approach worked for me as it concentrated on the psychological aspects of stalking and paranoia our lead is put into, keeping everything far from predictable by giving their own distinctive style of suspense and builds up to a shocking finale. It was a good movie but it’s nowhere as acceptable as any “real” slashers out there as its whodunit approx could used a little more work.
To keep it short, its not for everyone, the slasher perspective lacks power but its interesting enough to keep you watching.
1 female shot on the face (offscreen)
1 female stabbed to death with hunting knife
1 male found stabbed to death with hunting knife
1 male seen being stabbed to death with hunting knife
1 female found stabbed to death with hunting knife
1 male shot on the heart
1 male shot
Sunday, August 28, 2011
starring: Deborah Foreman, Clayton Rohner and Lyle Alzado
An interesting little no-name, Destroyer is a simple-titled B-movie that, despite its shortcomings, somehow made itself an interesting title to spend one weekend night renting.
Hardened serial killer of 23 women, Ivan Moser was sentenced to death via electric chair. He pays no mind at this fact all as he spends every last hour at his execution day fixated at a TV game show. Upon his supposed dying moment, the electricity powering the electric chair shorts the rest of the system and broke out a fire, leading to an all-out prison riot and burn down. Moser was presumed dead from the fire.
Or was he?
Fast forward eighteen months, Malone, a stunt woman, along with her boyfriend, David, a researcher working on Moser's case file, starts their day on the filming of a low-budget Women-in-Prison flick "Death House Dollies". The film was being shot in the same prison house Moser was electrocuted at and it is directed by some guy played by Psycho's Anthony Perkins.
The filming went on fine until some people starts disappearing (and dying) behind the camera, as it turned out Ivan Moser survived the thousand voltage death chair and was living within the walls of the prison. When half the crew went out for lunch, Malone decide to come back with them a little later, and finds creepy messages written for her spelled out in blood and the rest of the crew slaughtered. With an unstoppable powerhouse of a maniac now after her, its only a matter of time before she might end up in Ivan's crummy, breaking hands.
I will admit, the movie is flawed. Released in the late 80s, Destroyer is as tired as a fat kid in a ten yard run; its cast, except for Anthony Perkins who I have to admit saddens me to see a legend in a low-budget vid like this, was stale, lacking any real personality and decent lines for their characters. They're forgettable personas already lined up for the fire and by the time they die, we hardly cared at all. Besides this, the rest of the movie is really predictable as every aspect of a B-Movie slasher is followed so religiously, that there's barely any surprises here.
The film also tried to cook up something unique for their killer but the resulting ingenuity lacked any solid explanation or execution. The box called him a genetic freak, a ploy used to explain the Moser's under-discussed survival under the electric chair but there's barely any scenes making any reference to this. He was simply there, slightly burnt, enjoying his TV whenever he is not killing and we are simply left with that.
All in all, Destroyer isn't a bad film. It's common enough to not disappoint but at the same time, too common to be remembered for anything special. It was a wise choice by the distributors to release this movie straight to video, because, let's face it, nothing satisfies more easily than an equally easy rented movie: if the movie you rented was good, you'll have the memory of it stuck on your head forever! If it sucks, at least you don't have the burden of trying to rid a thing no one would buy.
1 male had his neck crushed (dream/flashback)
1 male burned alive with welding torch
1 male jackhammer to the gut
1 female strangled with sash
a number of crew men and actresses gone missing. Blood seen all over the set.
1 male seen forced hanged
1 male head found in a copy machine
1 male electrocuted to death in an electric chair
3 males and 1 female found dead
1 male bashed on the head with a rock
1 male immolated
|Dun dun duuuun!!!|
Saturday, August 27, 2011
rating: as a carbon copy: ****/ as a movie: **
starring: Vince Vaughn, Anne Heche and Julianne Moore
Yes, this film is an indeed waste of money.
The story is pretty much the same as the original except with different actors, different time, more blood and in color. Marion Crane still stole the cash, she still got stalked by a creepy cop, she still pulls over to Bates Motel, she still had snacks with Bates, she still took a shower, the shower scene happens, Bates still cleaned up after mum's mess, Arbogast still investigated and got murdered, Lila and Sam still went on to investigate in turn, they still angered Bates, Lila hid in the cellar, Bates searches the house, Lila saw the rotting body of the Real Mrs. Bates, "Norma Bates" appears and nearly killed Lila, Sam saves the day, Bates got captured.
What was indeed the point? What was the aim? Why start a project that's just as good as the original because it IS the original only in color.
If only they had its own originality, some variations, then we would try to like it more. But instead, the only thing that's different is that Norman masturbates while he peeps on Marion in the shower, his disguise and "mother" dresses looked different, and the murders are accompanied with dream-like images which I never understood.
If there is no original, then this film would have been the masterpiece itself. People would had praised it for a new approach for a slasher/thriller film but sadly, there is an original, there is a film to compare to, and as a result, the film fails in every aspect except for the choices of actors and actresses to play the roles. (yes, Vince Vaughn may not be our Anthony Perkins, but at least he's trying...trying)
I'm just being generous here because I saw this film first before the original. You have to understand it's harder to grab hold of such classic as Psycho (1960) than municipal edible wastes like this remake in my home country at that time. (The Philippines) I can't give it a very low score because I enjoyed it, but I only enjoyed it as a copy and nothing more.
1 female knifed to death
1 male knifed to death
1 elderly female body found
Original Psycho review