Sunday, August 16, 2009
Retro Review - Repo, The Genetic Opera
Monday, August 10, 2009
Bugmaker
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Resident Evil
RE has been a focus for the evolution of horror into games. Back in 1996, when the first one came out on the Playstation, the mind of gamers were blown away by the quality and the ambience it brought to a medium that was never really ‘’horror-friendly’’.
Off course, it’s not the first horror themed game but it’s one of the first that really put you into it and scared the crap outta you. It was a true homage to western cinema, with references to George A. Romero’s zombie trilogy (Night/Dawn/Day of the dead), House of haunted hill and even Psycho. Sadly though, it also spawned movies based on the games, as the first was written and directed by Paul W. Anderson, which turned out an ok flick but not as good as it could’ve been, the only really good thing about it was the soundtrack composed by Marilyn Manson. Sequels (Apocalypse and Extinction) were released after that, both still written by Anderson but this time directed by his Second Unit Director, Alexander Witt and Russell Mulcahy respectively.
Mediocre at best as you can imagine but it doesn’t seem to stop the franchise, as the 4th installment is in the pipes as they say. The rumors go as the return of Paul Anderson’s behind the camera and with a tentative title; Afterlife. Yep, the guy who made Mortal Kombat the movie is the man trusted with this huge franchise. So it kills me to see it go that way when Mr. Romero was first attached to write and direct the first on to begin with. As a matter of fact he did write a script but the producers refused it because it was too gory. Which is hilarious considering it’s about walking decomposing dead people eating the flesh of the living. Anyway, if you never had the chance to read the script Romero wrote for the movie, I strongly urge you to read it.
Very different, yet familiar with the game; the characters are there with slight changes as Chris is a Native American and Barry being an Afro American. The hunters are there along with Wesker’s Tyrant, heck if I remember right; even the Rocket Launcher is used to kill it at the end. It has cheesy dialogues but I seriously think it’s a direct homage to the now infamous voice acting from the first game.
Pinhead Reborn
As far as the remake is concerned, it looks like the film itself remains trapped in Hell. Last anyone's heard, Pascal Laugier (director of the exquisite laceration of a film, Martyrs) had left the project and the film remains without a writer/director. It's a shame when you think about the amount of people who are passionate about the story, about the characters, and who want to remain faithful to the original concept of Clive Barker's masterpiece. Oh well...
In the meantime, here's a quick showing of Tunicliffe's "redesigning of an icon."
Monday, August 3, 2009
Coming to a theater near you
Friday, July 31, 2009
Haunt of Horror: Lovecraft
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Dead Space
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Review: Hollywood Chainsaw Hookers
You know the movie you're about to watch is going to be awesome when the first thing that pops onto the screen is a warning about how "The CHAINSAWS (yes, all in capital letters) used in this motion picture are REAL and DANGEROUS! It goes on talking about how said-chainsaws are handled by seasoned "PROFFESSIONALS." The chuckle comes at the very end of the advisement when the signature reads: "My Conscious is Clear, Signed Fred Olen Ray."
The movie begins with an interview of one of the hookers : Lori, who is played by Dawn Wildsmith, appears only once more during the film which is a shame because she truly is one of the more interesting characters. The bleached-white hair, the bubblegum-chewing attitude, and the rather high pitched voice rounds out the one-time catholic-schoolgirl-turned-Chainsaw-Hooker. The voice offscreen asks her to tell us exactly what happened. She goes on about how she took her clothes off before taking his clothes off. Lurid acts followed. But when the John refused to pay his bill, she reaches for one of her other toys. The chainsaw is revealed, revving it up before we go into the opening credits. This sets the mood for things to come. It's not like I'm expecting miracles but any movie that begins with a hooker talking about her hot date that somehow ended up with a chainsaw massacre... Well, let's just say, it's hard for me to be objective.
She goes on to saw Bo into pieces while Gunnar Hansen of Texas Chainsaw Massacre fame satisfies his voyeuristic tendencies as he watches from the window. This happens in the first five minutes into the movie and once again I find it difficult to remain objective. It's obviously a low-budget film and while there's only four kills in the movie, it makes up for it with a horde of topless hookers. Having said that, the "gore" remains cheeky and fun.
Back to Jack who explains that the cops have found several pieces that seem to be coming up from the sewers. A serial killer perhaps? It doesn't really matter, see, because Jack Chandler is on a missing-person case. He's after a missing girl, played by Scream-Queen Linnea Quigley, who apparently got "bounced off of a daddy's knee one too many times." I like Jay Richardson in this flick. His voice and demeanor are what you'd expect from a unshaven, down on his luck private dick. He also narrates most of the flick, often manipulating what actually happened during certain scenes in hopes of making himself sound like a much bigger bad-ass than he actually is. For instance, one of his one-night stands wakes just in time to catch him sneaking out. She flips him the bird and spews her venom but Jack's voice talks about how "she had that longing look in her eyes.... tears weld up in her eyes as I walked out the door." He also sports several memorable quotes that would give Bruce Campbell a run for his money (by the by, I think Richardson was attempting to channel Campbell throughout the gig and to some extent, succeeds). With lines like, "What do you do, pray to Black & Decker?" it's hard not to at least smirk.
A series of clues finally leads him to the ancient Egyptian death cult responsible for plugging up the sewer system with severed body parts. Death cults usually offer up sacrifices, right? Well, this one is no exception. The only thing that puzzled me is that I don't recall anyone mentioning WHY they were sacrificing Johns to the Chainsaw-Gods, but alas, who are we to question the Higher Power? Right. Plot hole? Maybe. The final scene takes place in the temple (where else?) where Linnea Quigley really shines. Every sacrifice must have it's rituals and this one includes "The Virgin Dance of the Double Chainsaws." Remember folks, the chainsaws are REAL! And my fondness of Linnea Quigley grows. Forget that she's nude and tattooed. But the fact that she was able to pull off a dance with two running chainsaws and make it look sexy solidifies her standing as a B-movie legend.
In the end, none of the people involved took the production too seriously and neither should you. While the acting is sub-par (Gunnar was especially useless here, appearing for several brief moments and two longer shots - he feels a little less "high priest" and a lot more "Oh crap, I don't know how to act!") and the story unfolds without any crazy plot twists. Actually, there's one. But it's not exactly a shocker. Still... Hollywood.... Chainsaw.... Hookers. It's great fun and most definitely worth a watch if you like exploitation cinema. And chainsaws. And hookers.
The Virgin Dance of the Double Chainsaws:
The Death of All Reality
emiT txeN litnU,
"Ph'nglui mglw'nafh C'thulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn."
Monday, July 27, 2009
Tales From The Crypt: Cutting Cards
Ah, I could never get enough of our ol' pal, The Cryptkeeper. He's undoubtedly one of the most recognized horror icons. With "imp-provised" puns and "fang-tastic" quirks, The Cryptkeeper presided over the "Tales from the Crypt" TV series which aired from 1989 to 1996. I'm currently watching season 4 and for those who are not familiar with the series, let me tell you, it's definitely worth checking out. It's based off one of the four horror/suspense series published by EC comics that appeared through the '40s to mid 1950s'. I got my hands on one of the volumes and you could expect a nice little review sometime soon.
The television show aired on HBO which allowed an impressive amount of gore, nudity and otherwise frowned upon "mature" themes. Thankfully, the show was popular enough to span seven seasons and the list of big names to have appeared on the show is downright staggering. I mean, where else can you see Christopher Reeve and Meatloaf in a knife fight? The director line-up is nothing to scoff at either. You've got William Friedkin on one end and Arnold Schwarzenegger on the other: FIGHT!
Come to think of it, the show is insane. And speaking of insanity, today I review one of my favorite episodes: Cutting Cards. This gem is directed by Walter Hill and tells the story of two rival gamblers, beautifully portrayed by Kevin Tighe and my main-man: Lance Henriksen. Anyway, the two have faced off before and needless to say, Vegas ain't big enough for both of them. The chips are no longer enough to satisfy their quarrel and the two begin a series of games that end up costing them a tad more than some loose change. Tighe plays Sam Forney, a big suit who's cleaned out every fat cat that chucked the die his way one too many times while Henriksen comes walking into town as the slick, dressed-all-in-black, cowboy-hat-wearing: Reno Crevice.
The two are a perfect fit. You'll find yourself smirking more than once or twice at the quick repartee displayed by both actors. Here's an example:
Reno Crevice: "You know the difference between you and me? You've got no character."
Sam Forney: "I've got a .44 out in the glove compartment of my car."
Or the following which, in my humble opinion, earns Reno Crevice a spot on my list of bonafied badasses:
Sam Forney: "You gettin' nervous, Reno?"
Reno Crevice: "Fuck that. I'll take a .44 shot!"
It's one of those episodes where you can't help but to imagine yourself somewhere in the background, thinking "WTF?!" as these two ante-up from one deadly gamble to the next. You'll laugh at the absurdity but you'll also bite your nails as you wonder what kind of insane bet they'll make next. The stakes are high when the two start betting digits in a game aptly called "Chop Poker." I found myself laughing maniaclly more than once as the battle of wits continues right up until the very last scene. The theme that follows our favorite gamblers around is also somewhat cool and reminiscent of '50s pulp/noir jives. "Cutting Cards" is something you'll want to watch over and over again, if only to memorize the highly quotable material scattered throughout 20-minutes of pure goodness.
Here's a little taste of card-cutting bliss:
Until next time Boils and Ghouls,
Pleasant Screams!
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Dead Snow (Dod Sno)
It's been a good time for small time horror directors in the past couple of years, I'm referring to people like Neil Marshall (Doomsday, Dog Soldiers) and Zach Snyder (Dawn of the Dead) who have gained popularity by starting low budget.