Mat’s February 2010 Watchlist

I didn’t see as much stuff as I wanted to this month. Bioshock 2 came out and the Splatcademy Awards work started. And I had the T-Virus for over a week, in which I would just randomly fall asleep all the time. What I lacked in time to watch feature lengths, I probably made up for with The Office and Spartacus: Blood and Sand. Easier to digest shorter TV entertainment than 2 hour movies sometimes.

Anyways, here’s what I watched in sequential order. Orange means worth your time, Red means essential viewing.

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Review: Embodiment of Evil (2008)

Fleshed out my forum post about José Mojica Marins’ Embodiment of Evil into an actual review.

I might be alone in thinking he was a bit sexy in At Midnight I’ll Take Your Soul and This Night I’ll Possess Your Corpse, but any sense of realism at wanton Brazilian youths lustfully begging him to impregnate them is completely lost nowadays.

Enjoy!

Long Weekend – 1978 and 2008


I recently watched and reviewed Jamie Blanks’ Long Weekend. If you haven’t seen it (or the original), you can check out my spoiler-free review here. But I also felt a need to delve a little into how it compares to its predecessor, directed by Colin Eggleston in 1978. This will contain spoilers for both movies. Here are just a few thoughts I had on them.

The remake is not completely shot for shot, but it might as well be. To be honest, as I mentioned in my review, had I watched these in the opposite order, I’d feel differently about each of them. But as it is, I saw the remake first, decided I liked it already, and really I think it’s quite hard to unlike something. But it did make my heart sink a little when something that impressed me in the remake turned out to have already been done in the original (in particular, the white foam of breaking waves silently turning red with blood). As you’d expect, the special effects look better in the remake, especially the very last scene, a glorious explosion of gore, which the rest of the movie held back on.

One difference between the two is that our central male character, Peter, is Australian in the original and American in the remake (played by Jim “Jesus Christ” Caviezel). Initially I thought the choice to have an American as the central character bore some significance to his attitude, and wondered what the filmmakers were trying to say about the United States’ position on the health of our planet. But it is not once mentioned, and I can find little mention of it online, so one can only assume it was a casting issue.

Another omission from the remake was a scene from the 1978 version in which Peter gets stoned. I didn’t find it all that queer that this was left out of the remake, but found a lot to speculate on as to why it was in the original in the first place. Was it a tool to enhance Peter’s paranoia towards the creatures around him? A sign of his secret appreciation for what nature has to offer? The manifestation of his inclination to use Mother Earth solely for his own gratification? Or merely a sign of the times?

Outside of the nature message, a main theme of the film is abortion. But you can see how these two issues become one and the same. The couple have gone through an abortion, either as a result of, or maybe resulting in, the breakdown of their marriage, and the wife (Marcia in 1978, Carla in 2008) is constantly reminded of this. There is a moment that we become momentarily sympathetic to Peter, where he witnesses his wife smashing an eagle’s egg against a tree, and declaring, “You didn’t have to kill it.” It’s not all that subtle, especially in the original, but I thought it added a nice extra layer. Another symbol displayed here is the dugong (Aussie seacow) crying out for its lost cub, a sound that haunts our characters throughout, right up to the last seconds of the movie. We take this to mean that Marcia/Carla is doing the same for her own lost child, or maybe she is disgusted with herself for not doing so.

Overall, you could argue that this was a movie that did not need to be remade, especially when you consider the fact that there were no “updates” to the story, aside from maps being replaced with GPS. But Jamie Blanks dedicated his movie to the late Colin Eggleston, so it’s easy to see why he wanted to make it but didn’t want to change anything. I feel that there were a few things done better in the remake (the last 5-10 minutes), but this of course can be just a few tweaks of the original material (couple with the fact that I watched it first). At least it was nice to see a remake that did not lose the message or impact of the original. I recommend both movies highly.

Long Weekend is released on 8 Feb 2010 by Showbox Home Entertainment

Spartacus: Blood and Sand review

Netflix Instant has the 1st episode of the new Starz series Spartacus: Blood and Sand available for viewing. The show is getting some minor buzz on the internet, mostly because Lucy Lawless gets naked and has lots of Roman sex. Though my major was Film in college, I minored in classical history. I eat this stuff up and it’s hard for me to ever really hate anything that has to do with mythology, ancient Roman/Greece/Egypt, etc. So I was super psyched to watch this first episode.

I loved it. The acting is crap. The writing is melodramatic and hokey. The stylization is almost a complete and total ripoff of Zack Snyder’s 300. Imagine that movie with 1/16th the budget and a troupe of local theater actors and you’ll get an idea of what this series is like. But I don’t care. This is like a soap opera for men. It’s gory as hell (blood is super stylized so every axe swings paints the whole frame with blood) and is chock full of nudity. The story is simple, the Thracian Spartacus is betrayed by his Roman overlords and refuses to help them kick some Greek ass. They catch him, sell his wife into slavery, and force him to battle as a Gladiator where he wins the hearts of the people.

Like I said, this is cheesy, the obvious greenscreen backgrounds in almost every shot and the blatant theft of Snyder’s film (every fight scene goes from full speed to slow motion for the dramatic hits back to full speed, etc.) will turn off some people. Screw them. I am going to revel in this cheesy decadence.

Watch it.

Review: The House of the Devil

house-of-the-devil One glance at its Rotten Tomatoes page and you’ll see that Ti West’s The House of the Devil is one of the most critically acclaimed horror films of the year. A critically acclaimed American horror film flying under the radar? Isn’t that what most Americans have been wanting/waiting for? You’d certainly think so. But I talked with a few people who had seen this movie and the overwhelming response was “It’s boring”. There was a definite push back against the accolades this film was receiving. I was still interested to see this, though, and in the interest of preparing for the Splatcademy Awards, I’d be totally negligent in my duties as a horror fan if I just blew off a film that is getting such high marks from the critical community. Plus, slow burn movies are right in my wheelhouse. I’m a firm believer that horror does not need to shock and does not need to bludgeon a viewer with fx every three seconds to be good. HotD seemed to be aimed directly at horror fans like myself, a minority nowadays. With an open mind, I dove into (FYI: this is playing On Demand right now for $7) some 80’s satanism…

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Review: Splatter

Netflix-RogerCorman-Splatter-2009 A while back, Jackie posted a blog about the new web series Splatter that  was streaming on Netflix. I decided to check it out tonight. It’s got great credentials, on the face of it. Produced by the legendary Roger Corman, written by legendary Richard Matheson, and directed by semi-legendary Joe Dante and starring Tony Todd and Edgar Frog. Seems like a fun win-win situation.

Until you watch it.

Splatter is probably one of the worst things I’ve seen all year. Corey Feldman plays Jonny Splatter, a famous rock star who kills himself on camera. He has invited a bunch of his enemies (including his manager, his shrink, bandmembers, mistresses, etc.) to his mansion for a final goodbye, a reading of his will. Popping up on a television behind his casket, he tells each character either what they aren’t getting or where they should look to find whatever it is he is leaving them with. One by one, the greed of the characters leads them to find their gifts only to instead find a zombified Feldman cracking awful one-liners before he unimaginatively dispatches each rival in various ways.  I mean, it’s really cookie-cutter bullshit. For one death, he pulls out a groupies heart because she metaphorically “tore out” his. It doesn’t take long for Tony Todd to chop off some body parts and speak some mumbo jumbo and force Feldman into a resurrection of his career…albeit at a 5% commission. The end.

I know Corman is established as making low budget dreck. But the thing that made Corman great was not that he made low budget crap, it’s that he made low budget crap good. Here, there is no attempt whatsoever to hide the fact that there is no money involved. It’s cheap bad, not cheap good. Joe Dante, probably due to some loyalty debt to Corman, completely phones it in as a director. It looks ugly and he does absolutely nothing creatively. But the person who comes out of this worst of all is Richard Matheson. People tell me this guy is a genius but man, I can’t imagine even the most die hard of Matheson fans being able to defend some of the dialogue and story decisions here. It literally seems like he wrote this in about three minutes, presumably with a gun to his head. Yeesh.

This is under half an hour so if you’re really curious to see a train wreck, go ahead and view it here. Nobody comes out of this one unscathed and it’s only notable for being such an epic failure even though there is a lot of talent floating around. Or maybe “talent” is a word that doesn’t apply to anybody involved in this anymore. Dante, Matheson, Corman…none of them have really done anything that warrants horror fans purposely seeking out their material in a long time. It’s out of respect for the past and nostalgia for the great things they did that we watch their garbage now, more  than anything. It’s weird to think that there is an entire generation of horror fans that weren’t even alive when these guys were defining the genre. It’s unfortunate that this is the kind of introduction they are relegated to in the 21st century.

Review Round-Up

Dead Lantern's Movie Reviews

Just wanted to point out that we’ve got a few new reviews posted, including Grace, Deadgirl and Harper’s Island. With the Splattercast and the forums, we’re able to shoot out basic “liked it/didn’t like it” reviews very quickly but we also enjoy taking the time to write more in-depth reviews once in a while and we hope you guys enjoy reading them. Our most recent reviews are always displayed at the top of the home page.

Subtitle Selections: Grotesque

We’ve established that our dear friend Deejay loathes subtitles. It’s a major “thing” with him, running so deeply that it even negatively impacted his enjoyment of the stellar Inglourious Basterds.

With that in mind, I’m going to keep my eye out for subtitles that even Deejay can enjoy. For example, here are a couple from the recent Japanese film, Grotesque. I have not altered these subtitles in any way.

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Speaking of Grotesque, I just watched it and you can read my review here. I wanted to take a look at the film after Explodey Jo mentioned that it had been (effectively) banned in Britain. No surer way to evoke interest in a film than to ban it. I found this link that contains some information on the banning.

The British Board of Film Classification said giving the film a rating would involve a “risk of harm” to those viewing it.

The BBFC rejects films only rarely, preferring to give advice on cuts to achieve the preferred certificate.

BBFC director David Cooke said: “Unlike other recent torture-themed horror works, such as the Saw and Hostel series, Grotesque features minimal narrative or character development and presents the audience with little more than an unrelenting and escalating scenario of humiliation, brutality and sadism.

“The chief pleasure on offer seems to be in the spectacle of sadism (including sexual sadism) for its own sake.

“Rejecting a work outright is a serious matter and the board considered whether the issue could be dealt with through cuts.

“However, given the unacceptable content featured throughout, cutting the work is not a viable option in this case and the work is therefore refused a classification.”

Honestly, I think the BBFC is working against themselves by giving an invaluable promotional boost to a movie that, as I describe in my review, really isn’t that remarkable.