This was a fun movie. I had heard and read endless reviews and praises for this film over the past few years, so on a recent jaunt to the library I decided it was time to watch.

Bruce Campbell is an American legend. In every role his sarcasm, sneer, arrogance, and sheer machismo are staggering, and Elvis is no exception.

Ossie Davis as a lobotomized and dyed black JFK? Weird and brilliant. 

Bubba Ho-Tep is a great film because it manages to play within and upon many levels and styles at once. Stylistically, the movie is total late-70’s low-budget horror. Don Coscarelli brings his timeless and classic sense of creepiness and simplicity. The movie plays out with classic Phantasm timing, but with a much, much purer heart. The examination of JFK and Elvis as withering men is a strangely stirring exposition. The two characters play off each other in their evaluations of self, the task at hand fueled by the inability to fully grasp how a life can go from something so big to fighting mummies in a dumpy Texas retirement home. 

And yes, that is what Black JFK and Elvis do in the film. Not only is the narrative sharp, funny (although “not-quite-mixed-company” moments to arise in a few moments,) and clever, the introspection into the minds of these larger-than-life icons is incredibly fun. Almost the “What if…” issue of American culture, Bubba Ho-Tep gets a recommendation from yours truly.

~Sean B.

Let me first start off by saying that any negative feelings I feel for this movie (and there are quite a few,) were in fact greatly influenced by the high expecations I had after literal years of recommendation and hype from close friends. I won’t pretend that the preceding synopsi, reviews, and opinons that I had been given prior to vieweing had no bearing on my staggering dissapointment. However, given this influence I still feel that it would have been difficult to set the bar low enough to have enjoyed Event Horizon. What I expected to be a chilling, psychological and cinematic work was really just, IMHO, a sorry knock-off of several styles and works.

Essentialy, EH follows a squad of space-soldiers in the distant[ish] future on a mission to recover the Event Horizon, a spacecraft that was built to fly through black holes and had dissappeared years earlier. The crew make there way onto the ship after a series of textbook accidents render their craft inoperable. Once onboard they find lots of gross clues that something very bad happened to the former crew, and that the ship has taken on its own evil persona.

Now, I understand that many people I love revel over this movie and think it one of the scariest ever. I appreciate but disagree with this view. Here’s my reasoning:

  • The movie had very few “ligitimate” scares. What I mean by ligitimate is a scene where tension is built by imagination, scenes where we the audience are trying to peek around corners to see what’s out there, where we’re hiding under the blankets to escape the monster that we can’t see yet. Scenes that draw the viewer in, make you feel like you’re the one inside the room, holding your breath and shivering. Smart, clever, creative scares. EH did not deliver this. EG delivered 2 scenes of ligitimate tension (and the medical lab scene with the tent was scary as all get out.) However, the scene in the weird green crawlspace was on every trailer and TV spot for the movie. I had basically seen that little startler about a bajillion times in advertisements since 1997. Not a good way to build tension.
  • Instead of finding ways to make us feel terrified and afraid (a la Carpenter, Kubrick, hello?) the movie has us covering our eyes to avoid the next sudden sequence of pointless gratuitous violence and gore. There is no way around it: gore is cheap. The decision to load a movie with scenes of graphic violence or gruesome death shows that even the filmmakers didn’t feel as though their script was strong enough to stand on its own. The flashbacks, the airlock sequence, the “butterfly;” these are cheap thrills. These are fart jokes; these are boobies. These are how you “buy” an audience without giving them anything legit.
  • While we’re on the subject, most of the gruesome tension was lifted straight from the works of Clive Barker. From the way every object onboard the EH looks like a gothic torture device, to having a long hallway that looks like and functions as a meat grinder? Again, buying us off. The tension comes from us not wanting to see someone get impaled, ground, or otherwise mutilated. People are afraid of monsters under the beds, by evil waiting around the corner. Being sucked out of an airlock and having my arteries burst open is not a fear of mine, it is just gross. Showing these kinds of things is horrible, and disgraces the genre.
  • The hooks in the “butterfly” scene were straight out of Hellraiser, and the sequence tried to capture what we felt in “Silence of the Lambs.” Only it was just gross, not scary.

To be frank, I wish we hadn’t watched this movie. It gave me nothing but an upset stomach and a sense of overwhelming dissapointment, and to me the movie suffered from its attempts to utilize the elements that made “The Shining,” “Alien,” and “Hellraiser” the landmarks of horror that they are. Unoriginal, disgusting. Lame.

I think it would be difficult to argue the simple fact that The Shining is one of the absolute finest, scariest, smartest, well-written and best-acted horror movies ever made. The movie that truly pioneered the long symmetrical shot, The Shining is unbelievable intense and real. You find yourself walking the hallways, trying to peer around corners, and wishing you could run from the surrounding terror. The film’s use of overwhelming sound and music make every chilling scene all the more terrifying, and Jack Nicholson’s delivery of insanity is to this day a landmark of talent and creativity. Our Mel Mendoza captures the film smashingly:

Holy [insert expletive here].  This movie was so good.  Hands down the best horror flick I’ve seen so far.  Jack Nicholson totally made this movie for me.  His performance was deliciously frightening.  There was something so enticing about how maniacal his character was.  From the start of the film, you knew his character couldn’t be trusted, and yet it was thrillingly entertaining to watch his demented personality unfold.  You didn’t want to witness what he was capable of doing, but at the same time, you couldn’t take your eyes off of him.  Plus the suspense factor of the film was off the hook.  I felt as though I was set up to believe that I would painstakingly be kept on the edge of my seat until each scene would climax to nothing too terrifying after all.  Falling prey to this assumption, I was totally caught off guard, when, in what I would deem as the scariest part of the movie for me, the murderer’s axe was finally utilized to make a terrifyingly fatal blow.  Holy crap.  This movie was amazing.

Tonight we went back to the great craze of 2004: Napoleon Dynamite. Yes, this movie drove me insane with its Hot Topic tie-ins, ubiquitous quotation, and massive successes with the absolute bottom-fed of mainstream pop culture. Frankly, I was sick of the movie before I’d ever seen it, and sad to boot. Once the subsequent furvor had somewhat subsided, I was able to see the movie on what was the best afternoon of my life in a movie theater with about 4 other people. To this day, Napoleon Dynamite is my absolute favorite movie. I fall asleep to it when my mind won’t calm down. I can put it on in the absolute foulest mood and come out feeling happier than anyone alive. I didn’t “go” to High School, but I would sure like to think I could have wound up as happy as Napoleon and Deb. The movie makes me indescribably happy, and I still laugh out loud when I watch it. I also think it is underrated despite its commercial success; most people seem too busy quoting the same t-shirt line to actually pay any attention to the movie. But Napoleon finds his strength through a few shockingly basic ideals:

  • Good characters speak for themselves. Napoleon Dynamite doesn’t need an elaborate script. What we are given is a set of absurd, round characters. Our enjoyment comes from simply watching believable people be themselves for 80-odd minutes.
  • When it comes to photography, less is more. I think there is a total of 1 zoom-in during the movie. The rest is basic, single shots, framed like photos and strengthened by the basic action taking place within them.
  • Give everybody a happy ending, and your audience will love you. Napoleon does this; I do.

Throw in several of the best songs of the 80s (and subsequent eras) and Napoleon Dynamite wins my heart.

Okay, last night my gift to the society was High Fidelity.

 

First off, sorry it was more crude than some of you would prefer. It never really bothered me, so I didn’t even think about the others. My bad! Haha.

 

The reason I love this movie so much is the dialog. There are so many interesting thoughts, some relatable and some foreign. The way the dialog is filmed/directed is very clever as well. Additionally, the soundtrack is stellar.

 

All in all, I can watch that movie over and over and it never gets old. I am not sure why, I just love it. Anyway, I look forward to Mel’s gift!

 

What an amazing first “official” meeting. We ate Vanilla Frosties, drank Capri Sun, I made leprosy dogs and we found out that crack chips are the perfect tension breakers during a scary part of John Carpenter’s ‘78 classic, “Halloween.” I chose this movie to be our feature because it always scared the tar out of me as a kid, and I was eager to share it with the society. The film definitely has its weaknesses, largely in part to its low budget, but I still think it is one of the most effective horror movies to this day. Rather than relying on heavy gore, constant jump scenes and a soundtrack of crappy White Zombie singles, the original pretty much relies on one thing: tension. The movie builds so much freaking tension. The long, llooooong shots from a single POV keep you trying to peer around corners and jumping at shadows, and set up the “big finishes.” My highlights:

  • When Annie is in the laundry room trying to jimmy the door open, we can see Michael’s face in the window behind her, but it’s another several minutes before anything happens.
  • Early on, when we see Michael step behind the bushes, Annie runs up to check it out and finds nobody there. But as we follow the girls along the sidewalk from the front-angle POV, they keep bringing us past more bushes just to keep us nervous that he’ll be behind the next one.
  • Annie gets into the car and it’s fogged up FROM THE INSIDE. Amazing.
  • Lori finds her friends in the bedroom, and goes out into the hall, where we see Michael’s face slowly appear in the empty room behind her, like our eyes are adjusting to the darkness and revealing him hiding there. So good.

I’ve brought in Mel once again to bring us home.

I couldn’t help but wonder if I wouldn’t have handled myself better running for my life from a senseless killer. There were moments of cheesiness when I wanted to laugh, but I held back my laughter for fear of not being prepared for the next moment of suspense. I couldn’t let my guard down.

I hope everyone like the movie, and I’d love to get some thoughts on my selection. Josh will be presenting next week, same bat time, same bat channel.

This is the first post of the midnight society. This week we indulged ourselves with the 2004 treat, Saw. If you haven’t seen the movie, its subsequent and atrocious sequels, or any commercial for the same, here’s the gist: A killer likes to kidnap people, put them into his elaborate traps, and force them to make the choice between doing something really terrible or dying. We get to watch two such people, Adam and Larry, figure out how to escape their grimy bathroom dungeon without having to hacksaw through their shackled ankles or kill each other. This is all a part of the killer’s plan to make people value their lives more and not take things for granted. Basically, it is your classic “killer-with-twisted-morals” plot, a la Se7en, but Saw works for a few reasons:

  1. It just…works. The dialogue is terrible, the acting is worse (shame on you, Cary Ewles and Danny Glover,) the cinematography is lifted straight from a high-school film class textbook and horribly executed, but the movie forces us to care about the characters. We get invested in their situation; the filmmakers do manage to create situations that are horrifying but believable, thereby building our sympathy and forcing us to want so very badly for them to escape.
  2. The film does a good job of making the only 2 real “scary” parts really freaking scary. The parking garage scene freaks you out because of the greasy Ms.Piggy mask and the scary crawling. The image of the killer is so utterly creepy that you can’t think of anything to do except let him get you. And the scene where Adam can only see by using his camera’s flash is GENIUS. That scene still freaks me out every time I watch the movie.
  3. The twist ending. Now, of course everyone tries this. But Saw’s twist was so well masked (try and catch the 1 line that could possibly allude to it early in the film) that it catches you completely off guard and frankly, ticks you off because you didn’t see it coming. The ending makes you grab your hair, throw your hands up and stand speechless with your jaw open. And then want to shoot your TV.

This was a blast to watch, and our very own Mel has this wonderful summary for us, to conclude:

Despite the poor acting and terrible dialogue, SAW still managed to provide me with an adequate feeling of horror.  There was a point during the movie that I distinctly remember asking a friend nearby to hold me.  She did.  And I was grateful for that. – Mel Mendoza