My first memories of The Mummy are parody. It feels like every syndicated cartoon had an episode with a pyramid and an angry zombie in bandages shambling after the heroes. It's one of the aesthetics up there with Dracula's fangs and cape, or Jason's machete and hockey mask, that you know some store will try to sell you every October.
But I'd never actually seen the movies that popularized the concept. To end my Halloween List this year, I visited the four big Mummy movies: the 1932 original, Christopher Lee's 1959 remake, the Branden Fraser 1999 action film, and Tom Cruise's most recent mistake.
Yeah, somehow a Horror movie got a doppleganger. They caused a SEO nightmare for any of us
not in their home countries. One came out in Spain and the other in Mexico, and both were extremely difficult to import to the U.S. until Netflix added them. The thing is that these two movies are utterly excellent and nothing alike.
And Netflix added them both in the same month, just to further the doppleganger curse.
This has to be up there with the best of black-and-white supernatural
films, neck-and-neck with the classic Frankenstein.
It’s based one of the all-time great novellas, Shirley Jackson’s The Haunting of Hill House, about
researchers who study whether a notoriously haunted house has anything true to
its legends. Jackson inspired Matheson, King, and an army of other Horror
writers to write similar stories, yet hers holds up thanks to fierce
psychology. The movie focuses on Eleanor, a psychically susceptible woman
carrying misplaced guilt over the death of her mother, who was always demanded
too much of her time and stifled her growth – and who died the one time Eleanor
ignored her.
It’s a slow burn that is well worth the time you put in.
Everyone has a strong personality that the house is going to bend. The mansion
itself is gorgeous, and only feels more old-fashioned and unwelcome in 2018. It
doesn’t need cobwebs and dungeons. It has excessive signs of wealth that nobody
wants anymore, and they’re all freshly cleaned. And when we get our special
effects, they are remarkable for their time. There’s an effect where a door
pulses inward as though it’s a giant heart beating with the life of a ghostly
building, that frankly is one of the coolest practical effects I’ve ever seen.
I love Horror, but too much of it views mental illness as a bottomless well of origin stories for killers. It's disappointing that Horror still views "crazy" as a synonym "villain" when we live in a world where so many people with mental illness are abused, evicted, and killed.
Today I want to look at two very powerful films that have different angles on mental illness. The first actually asks us to sympathize with the notorious Jeffrey Dahmer.
My Friend Dahmer
(2017)
This is almost the prologue to a Horror movie. Based on the
comic of the same name, My Friend Dahmer
is about the years of Jeffrey Dahmer’s life right before he became a serial
killer. It’s seldom merely morbid, offering a profoundly human vision of a
confused, neuroatypical young man who had a brief chance to change. It focuses
on the group of prankster friends Dahmer fell in with, jocular but not cruel.
At the start of the movie, Dahmer collects road kill and
other dead animals in his shack, where he dissects them and reduces them to
bones. It looks like he’s on the path to becoming a serial killer already,
although he hasn’t made the typical jump to harming animals yet. But his father
discovers the shack and demolishes it. Dahmer is infuriated, but his father
sits him down and says he sees himself in the boy. There’s deep irony in this
heart-to-heart chat about the importance of making friends and not isolating
yourself, because his father thinks he’s just on the road to being an unhappy
middle-aged man like himself.
That irony is lost on Dahmer, who then tries to fit in with
the goofballs he knows at school, creating an incredibly unlikely friendship
that sublimates his darker impulses. He’s willing to embarrass himself publicly
in ways the other boys aren’t. That makes him a legend to them, and gives him
an outlet he needs as the rest of his life starts to fall apart.
This is the best made of the Halloween sequels. Halloween 2 in 1981
attempted to tell what happened immediately after the original film,
and Halloween H20 attempted a soft reboot to address the kind of trauma Laurie
Strode (Jamie Lee Curtis) was still processing. Both were equally
unsatisfying in trying to expand on the simplicity of the
original.Blumhouse's Halloween surpasses them by naturally playing with
the archetypes of the original. Laurie has grown into the new Dr.
Loomis, a reclusive gun nut waiting for the night her attacker might
return, and has left a failed family in her wake. That gives us a cast
with their own suburban lives to be turned upside on another fateful
Halloween night.
I put off watching Prom
Night for years because it was lumped in with those misogynistic punishment
Slashers. How good could it really be if the prom scene in Carrie is more famous than this entire movie dedicated to proms? I
imagined Jamie Lee Curtis would lead a cast of girls getting massacred for
flirting. But that’s not what happens here.
The premise is standard issue: a masked killer stalks a high
school on Prom Night. Even in 1980,
this wasn’t breaking a lot of ground. The funny thing about Slasher films is
they weren’t originally Conservative punishment fantasies. Prom Night is about a small group of friends who, when they were
very young, accidentally killed a classmate and ran to hide from the
consequences. Someone witnessed the death but never spoke about it. He’s only
returned on the eponymous night of their prom for revenge. The killer is
attempting to punish these teens for the thing they buried in their pasts.
Today I offer you two movies, separated by nearly fifty years, with two very different approaches to paralysis. One is a suspenseful Giallo about being mistaken for a cadaver. The other is an action movie that would love to forget disability even exists.
Short Night of Glass
Dolls (1971)
Gregory Moore isn’t dead, but the morticians don’t know
that. His body is discovered in a garden one morning in Prague by a gardener
who only cares about not getting blamed for a homicide. Moore is actually
totally paralyzed, unable to speak or so much as blink or move an eye. He’s
mistaken for an unusually warm dead body, and morticians study him trying to
figure out what’s wrong with the cadaver. If they don’t figure it out, he could
be buried alive, or accidentally killed on an autopsy table.
He struggles to think of how to alert someone for help, and
tries to comb his memories for what caused all of this. Because of his
condition, he can’t act on the immediate conflict. The movie punts, using his
memories to flashback and tell the story of what happened before this morning.
Moore had a girlfriend who abruptly disappeared, and with police refusing to
help, he infiltrated the seedier parts of Prague’s society for answers. It
brought him into the proximity of some grim murders, although he didn’t notice
them at first and didn’t realize what peril he was in.
Every October I devote at least one blog post to Giallo films, but I have to deviate this year.
Giallo is a fascinating genre, and I owe Ryan Boyd for helping me jump into it. These are Horror movies about people who are guilty of something, or who got too close to the orbit of crime to wash the dirt off of them. Giallo lets its protagonists be wrong in ways no other sub-genre of Horror does.
But they are also sleazy, eager to sexualize young women and assault them in ways that can be even more off-putting than American Slashers. Some of the most lauded Giallo have problematic art to how they like to destroy girls. This month, after a year of #MeToo and yet another suspect of sexual violence being voted onto the U.S. Supreme Court, I have to interrupt the Giallo vibes a bit. Horror has too few ladies who get to be the killer and be proud in the way it lets Freddy, Jigsaw, and Pennywise.
So today we're going to look at two Giallo films and how they treat women - but only after we look at The Tragedy Girls, a Horror Comedy about a pair of BFFs who are tired of waiting around to be filler victims. These girls are going to become the killers, and get famous off of it.
Tragedy Girls (2017)
Tragedy Girls doesn't care that the bar for women in modern Horror is to be strong heroines who fight against cruelty. It happily picks two teen girls, who are petty and sometimes hilariously short-sighted, and makes them both the lead characters and the killers. The opening of the movie is one of them pretending to neck with a local boy in the efforts to fish out a serial killer.
Oh, they don't want to stop they killer. They want to catch him and study under him. This business is hard and they want professional advice.
Finally I’ve gotten around to seeing the works of Yorgos
Lanthimos! I’ve heard about the Greek director for what feels like a decade,
but never got my hands on his movies. Today we’re taking in a double feature of
his two most recent works from A24: The
Lobster and The Killing of the Sacred
Deer. They manage to feel strongly like they have to be A24 movies, while
also not being quite comparable to any other A24 movies. My biggest takeaway
was a need to see a third Lanthimos movie just to get a grasp on his style.
The Lobster (2015)
In the midst of a dystopia, people who don’t love anyone are
shipped in droves to hotel-like centers for re-education. They are given 45
days to fall in love or else they will become animals. For more than half the
movie we don’t know what the outside world is like, and wonder if the entire
planet is a series of dystopic hotels like this, split up by farms of former
humans.
From now on whenever someone asks me whether I prefer the
British or American Office, I’ll
answer, “The Korean.”
Hong Won-chan’s Office
is a movie holding a massive beef with corporate culture. Before the title card
we get a deliberate pairing of scenes: a mentally shattered office manager
going home for the evening and murdering his family, followed by a temp worker
breathlessly sprinting to work the next morning to check in on time. That’s Office’s thesis statement: fear for your
job is stronger than fear for your life.
We're taking a brief break from movies today to spotlight two Horror miniseries. One is from India, about terrors occult and governmental. The other is an anime that brings terror into Time Travel. Need something to binge this Saturday?
Ghoul (2018)
In a dystopic future, India has divided into multiple
states, some secular, and some religious, cracking down with strict censorship
rules. It’s all intended to reduce terrorism and general violence. It has all
failed, and the fascistic government continues burning children’s books and
searching random civilians to send to black site prisons. Ghoul takes place at one of those black site prisons, where the
latest prisoner and interrogation subject has more than knowledge. He’s
possessed by a demon that wanted to get in.
It feels like an overdue topic for Horror, which prides
itself on grasping reality’s sharp edges. Black sites are real nightmares,
scarier than any serial killer. The prospect of the torture crew that runs such
a place being mentally toyed with and haunted by an invasive presence could
carry its own movie. The tensest scenes are brilliantly constructed, like a
power outage during which one worker tries to see around a torture chamber with
the minuscule illumination of a blow torch. The show has ample tricks to fill
up its few episodes, building to an ending that had my little group cheering.
Today I have three winners for you. Helping get the taste of Hold the Dark out of my mouth are three masterfully made movies, and two of the best Cosmic Horror films ever made. After years of people wishing for anything close to In the Mouth of Madness, we got both Annihilation and The Endless in the same year. And yet I'll come across as ungrateful and say that as much as I enjoyed them, it's Thelma that stuck with me the longest.
Thelma (2017)
Somewhere between Carrie
and The Omen lies Thelma. This Scandinavian movie follows a young woman who’s
going off to university for the first time and discovering herself – and
discovering that something is wrong with her. Over the course of a superb slow
burn we learn about strange events that happened during her childhood, and how
her parents insisted on quietly doing nothing about them. It seemed to work at
the time; those events seemed to stop.
Those events aren’t repeating, and with them seemingly
safely in her past, Thelma has a chance at a life. She goes out to party, meets
a girl she immediately crushes on, and starts to become an independent person.
There are hours of class, and she has to deal with jackasses for the first
time, but she’s adapting. It’s the beginning of a promising life, one
interrupted by sudden seizures and nightmarish delusions. These things are
starkly different than what we learn happened in her childhood.
Talk about three intensely different movies. Today I've got a demon summoner, a giant shark, and a veteran-turned-Slasher. And surprisingly, The Meg is not the worst movie I watched for today.
Let's dive in, starting with the overlooked gem that is Pyewacket.
Pyewacket (2018)
I’ve been giving more IFC films a look since they released Devil’s Candy. Pyewacket had a very
quiet premiere in March – so quiet that I only heard about it in a random
thread on Dreadit.
It follows a single mother and daughter handling the trauma
of the father’s death. The two are driven far apart by their pain, and the
daughter seeks comfort in cheesy occultism. After a particularly horrible fight
with her mother, she performs a ritual asking for her something to happen to
her mother, but no lightning strikes. It’s a bit of runtime later when she
starts hearing strange noises around the house. Whatever listened to her prayer
seems to have followed her home.
The atmosphere of Pyewacket approaches A24 levels of tense
authenticity. It’s shot in a real house bordering real woodland in Autumn, and
the shots feel cold enough to make you put a jacket on. It’s edited with enough
quiet, and a strong balance of soft, eerie sounds against sharp and abrupt
ones. The actors couldn’t ask for a better indie production to walk into. These
surrounding details earns confidence much faster than the plot.
We started off October with A Quiet Place and Hereditary, two of the biggest Horror hits of the year. Today I'd like to talk about three of the smaller indie hits that barely got "Limited" theatrical releases. Instead they got their buzz on VOD, a space I'm overjoyed to see become a garden for off-beat Horror. Just because Netflix and SyFy don't want you doesn't mean you're doomed.
Mandy (2018)
Mandy is an exquisite train wreck. It is a movie that takes
forever to do anything, then soaks the screen in torrents of gore. Just when
you feel like you’re wasting your time, it provides a shot or a quote or a
devastating smile that leaves you flailing. When my friends and I finished the
movie, we were in shock not because of the chainsaw fight or the skull
crushing, but because of the devastatingly silly final image.
Mandy is a retro
Grindhouse movie, layered in effects to mimic the feel of trippy, ultraviolent
revenge movies of the 70s. There’s a little Evil Dead, and a little Hellraiser--
actually there’s a lot of Hellraiser; the demonic biker gang look like they’re
from Pinhead’s high school class. The fig leaf of a plot is that Nicholas Cage
plays a lumberjack with a Metal-head girlfriend. The local cult leader decides
he likes that girlfriend, and summons his cult and a local gang of demons to
abduct her. Cage must go on a journey for gory revenge without ever once wiping
his face.
I'm kicking off The Halloween List this year with one of my favorite hidden gems, and two of the biggest Horror movies of 2018. 2018 has been so long that it's easy to forget A Quiet Place even came out back in April, right?
All three of these films attack the family in very different ways. A Quiet Place is about family surviving in a country that's destroyed; Emelie is about a family that thinks it's safe until they hire the wrong babysitter; and Hereditary is about a family haunting itself. Each is powerful, but which kind of conflict is the most effective on you?
A Quiet Place (2018)
I have been waiting a damned long time for A Quiet Place. Horror has a troubling
history of relegating disabled characters to the roles of villains. I wrote about that phenomenon for Fireside Magazine last year. You can take
solace in the well-meaning portrayals of Wait
Until Dark and Silver Bullet, but
those are moves with abled actors cripping it up, and screenplays that pander.
They could never get beneath the surface.
Millicent Simmonds is a deaf actor, and she’s the emotional
core of this movie. She plays Regan, the oldest child in one of the few
families to survive an invasion of monsters. The monsters hunt on sound; they
can hear a toy space ship from miles away, and be there in seconds. Regan has
saved the family, because since they all know ASL, they know how to communicate
and live without speaking. They walk into town to scavenge on paths of sand to
quiet their footsteps. They have adapted.
Happy October, everyone! This is my favorite month of the year. The leaves are turning, the air is fresh, and pop culture is overrun by spooky things. Today I'm hanging a ghost named Gus on my front door, and revealing this year's Halloween List.
The Halloween List is my annual blogathon reviewing scary movies. The rule is that every movie has to be a first-time viewing for me. I spend most of the year saving these films up. Each year is packed with interesting scary movies between Hollywood, domestic indies, and international film, but I'll also try to cover some things from Horror's past, like Kwaidan and the original Haunting. It all kicks off on Wednesday with some titles you probably recognize.
Wednesday, October 3: A Quiet Place & Emelie & Hereditary
Friday, October 5: Mandy & Slice & Summer of '84
Monday, October 8: The Meg & Pyewacket & Hold the Dark
Wednesday the 10th: Thelma & Annihilation & The Endless
Friday the 12th: A break from movies for two special miniseries: Ghoul & Erased
Monday the 15th: Unfriended: Dark Web & Office & Calibre
Wednesday the 17th: The Lobster & The Killing of the Sacred Deer
Friday the 19th: The Evil Eye & What Have You Done to Solange? & Tragedy Girls
Monday the 22nd: Upgrade & Suicide Club & Short Night of Glass Dolls
Tuesday the 23d: Blumhouse's brand new Halloween (2018)
Wednesday the 24th: Prom Night
Thursday the 25th: My Friend Dahmer & Suicide Club
Friday the 26th: Kwaidan & The Haunting
Monday the 29th: Veronica & Veronica, the strange case of two movies from the same year with the same title and nothing in common.
October 31st, Halloween itself: The Mummy (1932), The Mummy (1959), The Mummy (1999), and The Mummy (2017). A special four-part feature on all four iterations of the classic Mummy franchise.
What looks good to you? What are you watching this October?
It's been fifteen months, but Netflix's most popular show is back. It sounds
like we may not get another season until 2019, so savor this while you can. If
you've watched the first season a dozen times, I recommend going into this one
with moderate expectations. The second season cannot match the surprises of the
first because we all love it now. Stranger Things 2 is more Stranger Things:
more creepy crawlies preying on the small town, more lore of the Upside Down,
and more character development for one of TV's most lovable ensembles. It's
another order of that fun meal you had last time.
The season puts its weakest foot forward, taking about four
episodes to really get in motion. It’s a hard contrast to the first season,
which in one episode set up everyone’s motivations and half of the major plot
threads. The difference is that now the Duffer Brothers know exactly how much
pop culture loves their kids, and so they don’t mind having them hang out,
slowly get into needless conflicts with each other, and lather up in 80s
references. The slower early episodes are thickly decorated in Punky Brewster
and “vintage” and KFC product placement.
In both seasons, Stranger Things is at its best when it uses
its influences quietly. The first season was highly influenced by Spielberg’s E.T.
and Stephen King’s Firestarter. It honored its influences by doing things like
the bicycle escape scene where Eleven used her powers to save them – flipping a
van rather than making the bicycles fly.
At its best, this season handles its influences in the same
way. One particular episode dives deeply into visual queues from Alien and
Aliens, but no one brings it up, and the outcomes are very different. In another plot thread, Dustin tries to adopt a
little monster of his own, promptly feeds it after midnight, and the synth-heavy
soundtrack echoes notes from the theme to Gremlins. These are homages embedded in
the plot without derailing it. It’s much defter, say, than when the kids scream
at a Dragon’s Lair arcade cabinet, or watch a vintage commercial for Oreos and The
Terminator.
After the shocking hit of Gerald’s Game, I had to watch
Netflix’s other big King adaptation. I am a huge King fan. A decade ago I began
limiting myself to reading one King book per year so I wouldn’t run out. Yet I
honestly don’t remember this novella from Full
Dark, No Stars. Even by the end of the movie, nothing shook loose.
It is certainly a King story. A loveless farm marriage threatens
to break up when the wife wants to sell a large chunk of the land that’s
legally hers. The husband (Thomas Jane) bides his time, then kills her and dumps
the body in a nearby well, covering his tracks and manipulating their son into
being an accomplice. The law wants to know where she was, and while the father
keeps them away, rats have started climbing out of the well and following him.
Sadako Vs. Kayako (2016)
If you were expecting reviews of two modern classics, I've got a surprise for you! This isn't contrasting the two films. It's a review of the much-overlooked movie in which their monsters actually fight. This is a real movie that really happened.
This is a campy and totally amusing crossover that’s almost
as perfect as Freddy Vs. Jason, and has very similar sensibilities. If you
enjoy the two franchises, it’s a blast to see people thrust through the paces
of both hauntings, trying to survive both having seen the haunted tape and
trespassed in the forbidden house.
Some people said Sadako (Samara in the U.S.) and Kayako
aren’t in much of the movie, but both show up early on, and neither franchise
has ever been about the two being lingering on-screen presences. They are slow
hauntings that lead towards huge catastrophes. What our heroes have to do is
cross the streams – to get both ghosts to follow them, and clash, in the hopes
to destroying each other and sparing the living.
This is the part of October where I defend Found Footage
movies. This is a niche of Horror that I continue to enjoy. Sometimes one is
truly awful (see: The Pyramid), but somewhere amid making the camera part of a
character, letting us see the environment in ways we otherwise couldn’t, and
the tease of where antagonism will come from, this approach to filmmaking gets
past my defenses in ways even excellent traditional film can’t. Googling
around, it seems Area 51 is universally reviled. But I had a surprisingly good
time.
Yup. It’s another case of John liking an unpopular Found
Footage flick!