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Sunday, May 5, 2013

Just Cutting Up Some Bad Frogs: Hell High (1989)

Hell High (AKA Raging Fury) (1989)
rating: ***1/2
starring: Christopher Stryker, Maureen Mooney, Christopher Cousins

With Slasher films losing their flavor in the late 80s thanks to re-hashed plotlines and cheesier sequels to never-ending franchises, many titles had gone through a tweak or two in regards of story. William Lustig combined action film elements with slasher film horror with Maniac Cop, Scott Speigel brought gore and simplicity at their best in his Intruder (or as I prefer to call it, "Night Crew: The Final Checkout"), one-time director and producer Douglas Grossman decided to change the usual stalk-and-prey pattern of a basic slasher film and mix up the exploitative world of 70s rape-and-revenge flicks in his otherwise overlooked Hell High.

Opening somewhere18 years ago, little miss Brooke was playing with her dolls in her secret playhouse, a wooden shack, until a teen greaser and his girlfriend decided to crash it to make love. As Brooke hid away to evade being caught, she decided to get even with the punks after she saw the greaser rip her doll apart, throwing a bucket of mud at them as they drove away in their bike. However, this little plan for revenge swirled off to deadlier ends when the mud blinded the driver and ends up catapulting and impaling to some metal spikes.

Fast forward to 1989, Brookes Storm (Maureen Mooney) grew up into a Biology teacher, under which this one single day, she found herself being harassed by the class punk Dickens (Christopher Stryker) and his crew, which she retaliates by slapping him in front of the class, enraging him to threaten her with a warning. But for now, Dickens have bigger things to take care of, like welcoming (or forcing) the newest member of his crew, ex-football jock Jon-Jon (Christopher Cousins), who just wanted to try life outside of the game, but labeled as a coward for doing so.

Jon-Jon, though reluctant at first, was soon welcomed greatly by Dicken's crew, which consists of late 80s/pre 90s fashion disaster Queenie (Millie Prezioso) and a food stuffing Smiler (Jason Brill). Together, they played a prank on the football game Jon-Jon was supposed to be in (No loss for that part. Their school was losing anyway), and soon plans to play another on Ms. Storm later that night. However, what they didn't know is that Storm's breaking point was already at peak, and what they'll do next has dire -and fatal- consequences.

Hearing about this film way before I had the oportunity to watch it, I was kinda aware that Hell High might not exactly follow the formula we all know and love, but I wasn't expecting it to be anything as sleazy and impressive as it really is. For starters, I like the fact that the film tries to elevate us from the single dimensional characters that these sorts of horror films cliche about, building around the personalities of each character and at some point seeing the situation from their point of view. However, the problem from this approach was that none of the characters are all that symphathetic; Dicken's is that kind of sociopath that you would really like to beat up first, cut his legs off and leave him in a ditch to die. He's a real nasty fucker who cares very little of his enemies and/or his friends. His two accomplices are nothing more than just drones who follow him around and be as nasty as he is cuz it gives them power. Jon-Jon, who should have been a more rootable guy, ends up being pushed around and barely tries to take control of the situation (no matter how much he tries), thus his label as a "coward" was quite befitting. None of these kids had once thought what they had done was wrong, and all of them selfishly think about what would come after once they're caught blamed for their assaults, so I was more than to feel free and hate any of them with gutso.

Interesting, however, same can also be said to our killer teacher; I can understand she'll be acting this way if she had kept that traumatic childhood event to herself for all these years, but who and how on Earth did Ms. Storm ended up with a teaching job being that jumpy of what she did many moons ago? This plot hole aside, Ms. Storm's overly introvert and nervous personality makes her real hard to root for, given that she barely socializes and is barely friendly, so by the time she broke down and became our resident boogeywoman, we're caught in this conflict of whether we should fear her because she had completely lost way more than what she already did to begin with, or cheer for her since she's giving these kids what they deserved.

In Storm's defense, however, she does make a worthwhile killing spree mainly involving with brutal, if not overly detailed, kills; bashed heads, fire poker impalements, and one memorable pencil kill are some of the punishments that awaits these troublemakers. Not exactly gory for that matter, but otherwise bloody enough to satisfy. (Although, personally, I think Dickens deserved a slower death than what he had here. I want to see him beg and cry! )

On the technical aspect, Hell High good some good camera works and atmosphere that works. The ending's a real downer, but the chilling effect of it lasts for a while, and that's something I found really impressive from an overlooked, late 80s slasher such as this. You never expect it'll go down that road from the jokey, prank-filled first acts it had.

While not be every slasher fan's cup of tea, Hell High was a good effort to try something new for the sub-genre. While it could use a higher bodycount and a more morally inclined hero for us to at least care for, the psychological attack on both the characters and on us was enough for this little sleeper to earn a look into.

Bodycount:
1 male and 1 female impaled on pikes
1 female beaten on the head with rock
1 male stabbed on the temple with pencil
1 male impaled on fire poker
1 female throat cut with kitchen knife
total: 6 
Hell Hath no Fury like a woman scorned!

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