Movie Reviews Far Too Late: DARK WAS THE NIGHT

So, I was really bored and decided to go slumming on Amazon Prime the other night and i cam e across an unexpected find: DARK WAS THE NIGHT (2015). A horror movie I never heard of about a town increasingly terrorized by a Mysterious Creature from The Woods. Exactly the kind of thing I was interested in.

Folks, this movie did — ALMOST — everything right. In fact, I would say that if you want to make this movie better, the ONLY thing you have to do is turn it off just when the sheriff and the deputy look down at the ocrpse of The Creature. I will explain why in a moment, but since that would contain Spoilers, I’m going to save it for last.

This movie really does characters well. I liked all of the characters. It centers around the Sheriff’s family, which is in a terrible situation. They lost a child, to one of those accidents that could happen to anyone, leaving the Sheriff with a load of guilt for having allowed his son to die. He and his wife are on the brink of divorce, and their surviving son is understandably upset.

What’s awesome is how the writers handled this. In fact, this is what I would say Christian fiction OUGHT to look like, and seldom does. There’s no overt faith message here. The mother quietly turns to her church, which is quietly supportive and offers to help the sheriff, too. Everyone in the film is flawed and hurting, and over the course of the film, you see them choose the hard roads of healing and forgiveness and helping each other out, even as the outside threat stalks the town. The climactic scene, in which the Sheriff and his deputy hunt and are hunted by The Creature — a cryotid who probably is the source of the Wendigo legends — is very well done.

But then… oh, THEN… the Cheap Shot. SPOILERS BELOW:

At the very end, when the whole cast we’ve emotionally invested in is celebrating their survival, the deputy notices that the dead creature doesn’t have a shotgun wound where the deputy shotgunned it. And we cut to outside the church, where well over a DOZEN more of these creatures are crawling everywhere.

That, my friends, is SHITTY writing. It’s a Cheap Shot (which I strongly suspect was added by some producer-level idiot because He Read Uh Book Once on Horror Writing and There Has To Be A Gotcha. At least, I hope so) that totally shits on all the character development and tension that has been built up. No one is saved, and they’re all minutes from death.

The hell of it is, if it had been just one or two more creatures bursting in and then getting taken out at the cost of a serious loss to the protagonists, THAT would have been good. I halfway SUSPECTED there was more than one creature. But a dozen just undercuts everything the movie established, and it’s REALLY cheap. Don’t do this.

Movie Reviews far Too Late: DOOM

Oh, dear God, do I owe myself an apology for watching this. Best I can say is that I watched it while doing household chores, so I didn’t COMPLETELY waste my life.

I can pretty much tell you exactly how this movie came about. Once upon a time there was a studio that found itself having the movie rights to DOOM, the game that, after Wolfenstein 3D, birthed the entire FPS genre of videogames, and a contract with Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson for A Movie To Be Named Later. And lo, an executive who neither played videogames nor read fiction did say, “These things I shall combine, that the studio shall make money, and I shall obtain a corner office with bonuses. Hire me a director, and make this shit.”

And so there was a director, who was handed this shit sandwich, and he said to his minions, “These rights and Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson have already eaten yea three-fourths of my budget. Find me a writer willing to crap out a script for California’s minimum wage.”

Swiftly a writer was found, who said, “Behold, I have already a script which received a C- in my Screenwriting 352 class at UCLA for being, in the words of my professor, “a shitty retread of World War Z on Mars fueled by methamphetamines dissolved in cheap vodka.”

“Canst thou erase all traces of originality from thy work, so that it may include all this that ye shall find in this 10 year old treatment of the property?” asked the director. And the screenwriter said unto him, “Yea, verily, where is my paycheck?”

In the words of Douglas Adams (paraphrased) they produced a movie that was almost entirely quite unlike DOOM. This movie is the exact opposite of the brilliant imaginations and playful fun that produced such unexpected gems as CLUE and THE LEGO MOVIE. DOOM is sucked dry, not only of any originality, but also of any joy or fun in the original work. It is, on all possible levels, a complete waste of everyone’s time.

Movie Reviews Far Too Late: Earth vs. the Flying Saucers

You’ve seen this movie even if you’ve never seen this movie: if you’ve watched any schlocky alien invasion SF documentary, there has to have been a shot from this cheesefest from 1956. So it came on free on Tubi, and I had chores to do, and I figured I had to give it a watch.

I think what flabbergasted me the most about this film was imply: it wasn’t that bad. In fact, what I was overwhelmingly reminded of was a film that I am now pretty sure had the writers desperately cribbing notes from it: Independence Day (ID4). Seriously, the parallels are fantastic, and in many ways, the 1950s version is even better. So, I’ve decided to do a rundown of each movie’s major plot points:

The Buildup:
ID4: Many, many introductions to Characters Who Will Be Important Later interspersed with shots of the Ominous Saucers coming nearer.
EvtFS: A typical narration alerting us to the fact that Many People Who Will Not Be Important, Ever have been seeing UFOs and that most of them are just stupid.
Winner: ID4

The Motive:
ID4: The aliens want to Kill All the Everyone and Steal All the Everything and move on, leaving Earth desolate. Which is really stupid, as they couldn’t possibly carry away more than a fraction of the Everything.
EvtFS: The aliens want to settle Earth and rule it, because their planet has been destroyed.
Winner: EvtFS

The Strategy:
ID4: The aliens hang around ominously, occasioning much panic and a little worship from the idiot humans, who TBF, have no way of knowing except for Smart Scientist Dude who runs a signal analysis and deduces 1) There’s a countdown to something, and 2) It will be bad. Which is a little stupid, because one would think that if you’d sent a whole fleet to another solar system, then literally ANYTHING you do will be on a countdown. If you’re Supreme Commander Zordakk about to offer Peace and Friendship to the humans, you don’t want to be upstaged by 2nd Lt. Squibliff accidentally not having his watch synchronized and opening the hatch of some other ship too early.
EvtFS: The aliens actually try to send a signal to Smart Scientist Dude to get him to Take Their Message To His Leaders so they can arrange humanity’s surrender. He doesn’t decode this because the aliens have forgotten they experience time at a different rate, so he only gets it by accident after his tape recorder starts running out of battery and slowing down.
Winner: EvtFS

The Attack:
ID4: The aliens let off the quivalent of 50 nukes off in humanity’s 50 biggest cities, but make little attempt to destroy anything else, such as dams, roads, ports, or military bases.
EvtFS: The aliens use lasers on a few people and fly away to give humanity time to consider surrendering
Winner: Tie

The Plan:
ID4: Smart Scientist Dude figures out how to hack the aliens’ computer systems, for which they have no firewall. This disables their shields, leaving them vulnerable to attack.
EvtFS: Smart Scientist Dude engineers an ultrasonic beam based on wreckage from a dead alien that will disable the aliens’ drives and shields, causing the Flying Saucers to lose control and crash.
Winner: EvtS

The Counterattack:
ID4: The humans disable the alien shield, which means that whereas the human weapons could previously not even scratch the paint on the alien ships, the human weapons now CAN scratch their paint. In the middle of battle, one drunk dude figures out where the aliens’ Secret Thermal Exhaust port is and manages to blow up the huge saucer. The mothership is blown up by a single nuclear weapon which should really only have scratched its paint.
EvtFS: The humans, mounting their weirding modules on technicals, have a firefight with the Flying saucers, which they eventually win after sustaining heavy casualties.
Winner: EvtFS.

Well, there you have it, folks. Earth vs. the Flying Saucers is a better movie.

AVATAR 2: The Way Of Water SCRIPT RELEASED

So since I got so many hits from the Top Gun script satire, I figured it would drive traffic to do a post that would 1) distract pirates, but more importantly 2) give my fans a laugh. So, here goes the script that I am sure no one would ever predict from Dances With Smurfs 2, Digital Bugaloo. It should go without saying that, like my last review, I have written this one wthout ever having seen, or planned to see, this film.

The Place: The Smurfelf (or Na’vi or Nauvoo, or whatever) Homeworld

Scene 1:

JAKE SULLY (voiceover): Life has been so perfect on this alien world where my family has either overlooked or never known the fact that I’m an alien hiding out in the mindwiped corpse or brain-ectomied clone of one of them.

JAKE’S SON: Hey, Dad, how come you never talk about your childhood. You’re not hiding some deep, dark secret, are you?

NEYTIRI: What a question to ask your father!

JAKE’S SON: Just kidding!

JAKE SULLY: I hope I never have to confess my deep, dark secret to them.

NEYTIRI: Oh, I’m sure that will never be necessary; we showed your people that trying to conquer our planet was hideously unprofitable last time, right?

JAKE SULLY: Yes, you’re right. It would just be pure evil of them to try again. In fact, no matter how rare the substance, it’s overwhelmingly likely that synthesizing it would be far cheaper than launching an interstellar invasion.

Despite the fact that there is no sound possible from outside the atmosphere, an ominous whisper of sound accompanies a distinctive flash of light in the sky.

JAKE SULLY: Well, shit.

Scene 2:

JAKE SULLY: …so that’s the reason, children, that I’ve never talked about my childhood, and by extension, is my deep, dark secret.

JAKE’S DAUGHTER: So, you’re really an alien midget who can’t walk riding my Dad’s body around? I can’t deal with this!

NEYTIRI: No, that’s… how can I explain this?

JAKE’S DAUGHTER: You’re a lot kinkier than I ever imagined?

NEYTIRI: No, I…

JAKE’S DAUGHTER runs off crying.

NEYTIRI: What will we do, Jake?

JAKE SULLY: Well, on Earth we had these people called ‘therapists.’

JAKE’S SON: But why would your people come here and attack us?

JAKE SULLY: Because my people have developed a terrible technology that gives them great power, only at the cost of needing to constantly destroy everything beautiful on their world, and now they will do it to ours as well!

JAKE’S SON: And that’s why they developed this soul-destroying technology?

JAKE SULLY: Yes, they are terrible.

JAKE’S SON: Well, why can’t they just get everything they need just like we do by plugging themselves into your planet’s animals and mind-controlling them?

JAKE SULLY: Well, no. They can’t do that because they’re inferior.

JAKE’S SON: What are we going to do??

NEYTIRI: Don’t worry, your father can just lead us all to triumph again, I’m sure. Can’t you?

JAKE SULLY: This might be a good time to discuss how Earth militaries occasionally learn something called ‘tactics’ and the fact that they probably remember our capabilities from last time.

Scene 3:

Fire and death raining down from the sky. Everyone but the Sully family is exterminated.

JAKE SULLY: Neytiri! Take the children and go!

NEYTIRI: Not without you!

Explosion conveniently knocks Jake out of the sky in a dramatic fall which will provide tension to everyone in the audience with brain damage and who has never seen a movie before.

Scene 4:

JAKE SULLY: What happened?

JAKE’S SON: We lost everything! Everyone is gone!

NEYTIRI: You were knocked out and I saved you. Fortunately, you hit several plot devices on the way down.

JAKE SULLY: Oh, good.

JAKE’S SON: I thought you said these aliens were inferior!

JAKE SULLY: Yes, look at what they did with their soul-destroying technology!

JAKE’S SON: And you grew up with these people and they can travel between stars and wipe us out like that and you knew about it all these years and you never thought to teach us any of it?? It looks like what we Na’vi need is a double-helping of soul-destroying technology!!

JAKE SULLY: Now, son, all we need to do is discover how this planet will provide us some new animals that will surprise the aliens again that are compatible with our USB brain plugs.

JAKE’S SON: But who will take us in?

Scene 5:

ATTRACTIVE STRANGE GIRL: Hey, new people! We’ll take you in! Come live with us!

JAKE’S SON: Really?

NEYTIRI: Of course, all Na’vi are one.

ASG: Come join our Water Tribe.

NICKELODEON LAWYERS: a-HEM!

ASG: I mean the Sea People! We will be happy to teach you everything, despite the fact that you have no skills that are useful in this area and will probably attract the very people who attacked you.

Scene 6:

EVIL COMMANDER: Are you sure Jake Sully is dead?

LIEUTENANT: Sir, why does that matter? We wiped out his whole tribe.

EVIL COMMANDER: Because only a human could ever defeat us. We tracked him with our bioscantrackerdoohickey.

LIEUTENANT: Can’t we do that again?

EVIL COMMANDER: Only if he’s not underwater.

LIEUTENANT: Geez, what are the odds?

Scene 7:

The training montage that takes place underwater

Scene 8:

LIEUTENANT: No trace of him, sir.

EVIL COMMANDER: Dammit! Well, might as well go mine the biggest deposit of unobtainium on the planet. Where is it?

LIEUTENANT: Underwater, sir. Right here.

EVIL COMMANDER: Geez, what are the odds?

Scene 9:

JAKE SULLY: Son, can you ever forgive me that I wasn’t who you thought I was?

JAKE’S SON: I guess, Dad. I mean, all that matters is who you are inside, which just happens to be a White Savior icon that we poor natives needed to save us, in spite of which you wouldn’t teach us your technology, because our souls aren’t strong enough, I think.

JAKE SULLY: That’s not…

JAKE’S SON: But all we’ve done is prepare to use a bunch of really cool fish in combat! What if the aliens attack anywhere else?

JAKE SULLY: Look, son, they attacked in the air when we had birds; they’ll attack in the sea now that we have fish.

JAKE’S SON: That doesn’t make…

ASG: They’re coming!

JAKE’S SON: Geez, what are the odds?

Scene 10:

Invincible-looking human armada approaches

THX SURROUND SOUND: BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

Impressive-looking Na’vi fish school looks Grim And Determined.

THX SURROUND SOUND: BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

LIEUTENANT: Sir, we have his signature: It’s Jake Sully!

EVIL COMMANDER: Today we discover which species is truly superior!

90% OF THE MOVIE BUDGET IN 5 MINUTES: KA-BLAMBOOMSPLASHAIIIIGH – NO! – GABAMFKABLOOEYBAM!

EVIL COMMANDER: You may have defeated us, Sully, but we will return!

JAKE SULLY: You’re going to keep throwing money away on this planet?

EVIL COMMANDER: You will never defeat the corporate drive for profit!

JAKE SULLY: Geez, you guys really are cartoon capitalist villains, aren’t you?

EVIL COMMANDER: Us? I meant Cameron. There’s no way he’s walking away from this cash cow (dies)

END CREDITS

For Reacher Or For Poorer (SPOILERS)

So, having Amazon Prime, and having had it recommended to me by someone whose taste I generally appreciate, I decided to semi-binge REACHER this week, the adaptation of the Lee Child character of the same name. Reacher is an ex-Army major who headed a Special Investigations unit in Iraq. He’s kind of a cross between Sherlock Holmes and The Terminator, and he is arrested for the murder of two men, one of whom ends up being his own brother.

Oh, Reacher. There is SO MUCH to like about this show. The pacing is excellent, building tension and maintaining suspense. The characters are well-developed, portrayed by a wonderful cast. Alan Ritchson plays the title role like a laconic Chris Evans if he looked the way Starlord wanted to when he met Thor. Malcolm Goodwin is essentially reprising his brilliant role from iZombie, but played straight, and he’s his own variety of cultured badass. Willa Fitzgerald’s Roscoe Conklin is dangerous and sexy as hell. The dialogue is clever to the point of brilliance. To take one of my favorite examples:

Town punk: “You’re about to get your ass kicked.”
Reacher: “No. I’m about to break the hands of three drunk kids.”
Town punk: “There’s four of us.”
Reacher: “One of you has to drive to the hospital.”
Three broken hands later
Last punk: “I know where the hospital is!”

But then we get to the gaping, gaping problem. Which is, for want of a better way to say it, the way the world works. We are asked to believe that Joe Reacher is an agent of the Secret Service. Not just an agent, though, but the director of the entire anti-counterfeiting branch (which is, of course, one of two things the Secret Service absolutely specializes in), and he’s taken this case himself.
As it develops, Joe was chasing down a huge counterfeiting operation inside the United States. We are asked to believe:
1) That Joe Reacher had NO subordinate agents working for him on this.
2) That when Jack and some city police officers call the Secret Service to report this to another agent, that agent immediately tells them all about what Joe was doing, and is willing to bring them his private files. Because apparently, security clearances aren’t a thing.
3) But most of all, that when a Secret Service director is murdered, and THEN another Secret Service agent is murdered, Homeland Security’s reaction is apparently nonexistent. They just… don’t react.

It is a testament to just how good this show is that this does not ruin the entire thing for me. I have quit watching lesser shows in the middle for this kind of bullshit. I’m sorry, but the idea that criminals or foreign nationals could simply murder a law enforcement officer of this rank to zero reaction from the federal government is almost equivalent to Pearl Harbor being bombed and the United States ignoring it. They just couldn’t do it, at least not without serious justification.

Anyway, despite that, I’m hooked. This is the first show since Stranger Things I’ve binge-watched this fast. Hope Season 2 is even better.

Movie Reviews Far Too Stupid: Monsters and The Ruins

You know, what really makes me want to tear my own throat out as a writer sometimes is when I see that, despite the enormous number of wonderful novels that would make great movies, people keep making films based on ideas that should have been shot down in a high school Creative Writing I class. So to illustrate this, a pair of movies that I couldn’t even finish. And because they deserve no better, spoilers do exist:

First: The Ruins

This one actually started off really well, which was why the subsequent idiocy was even more disappointing: Team Disposable 5 (Jock, Nerd, Clown, Slut and Virgin. Thank you, Cabin In The Woods) go out to an old “Mayan” ruin, where Jock’s brother is supposed to be digging. They are surrounded and forced into the ruins by creepy tribal “Mayans” with guns and not allowed to leave. They quickly discover that they are under attack by carnivorous plants, and the Mayans are really quarantining them so they don’t spread the stuff. So far, it’s really good.

Here’s where I got turned off. Jock is the first casualty, and breaks his back, leaving him paralyzed. Early in the second day, Nerd (who is in med school — or maybe is just accepted to med school, it’s unclear) nominates himself the leader and decides that the only way to save Jock from sepsis is to amputate his infected legs. While they have nothing but a pair of tourniquets and a pocket knife.

Yeah, no: I’m out right there. I don’t believe this asshole could even get into med school, and I don’t believe anyone would go along with it. I don’t believe Clown doesn’t just punch this moron out an try to run for help, especially since no help is known to be coming. It’s obviously an excuse for serious gore and screaming, and I’m done.

But these guys are geniuses compared to whoever wrote Monsters.

So, yeah: a NASA space probe fell on Mexico awhile back and infected it with giant squid kaiju. The “infected zone” (i.e. Northern Mexico, which conveniently didn’t spread north of the US border) is quarantined. Gas masks are for some reason ubiquitously distributed to the poor just outside the Quarantine Zone (in case what? Someone inhales a case of kraken?) and the US military and reporters are dispatched to contain and record the invasion.

The storyline before I turned it off was that Reporter Hero is ordered by his boss, Magazine Owner, to rescue Magazine Owner’s Baby Girl (age: 22-25), who is there for No Discernible Reason and was mildly wounded in a Squid Kaiju Attack (OUTside the QZ. Why does the QZ exist, again?) and to escort her back to the USA. So, we’re supposed to believe that Magazine Owner who is willing to pay $50,000 per shot of kaiju-killed kids won’t charter a private jet with trained security squad to fly down to Mexico to get Baby Girl away from the kaiju, but instead will simply bully Reporter Hero on the scene into buying said Baby Girl a $5K ticket on a refugee ferry up the Baja coast. Sure. Because that’s what people do. In the same scene he’s buying the ticket, refugees are lined up to be “escorted” across the “Quarantine Zone” to the US.

And that’s where I was out. The producers/directors obviously don’t understand that quarantine might mean something in an alien invasion, or that rich people would spend money to save their loved ones effectively. The script also contained such gems as:

Reporter Hero: So, you’re married?
Baby Girl: Engaged.
Reporter Hero: What’s the difference?

Although I have to admit liking the exchange that went:

Baby Girl: Doesn’t it bother you that your job relies on terrible things happening?
Reporter Hero: You mean like a doctor?

Or a soldier, policeman, firefighter, safety regulator, health inspector, et multiple cetera…

Please, friends. There are ways, MANY ways to get your drama without relying on idiot plots like these.

Movie Reviews Far Too Late: Dragonslayer

So, let’s just come out and admit it: there were a lot of bad movies in the eighties. And especially, there were a lot of bad F/SF movies. There were a lot of people who, having seen the success of Star Wars, were convinced that they could do the same thing, either by blowing their money on special effects and not bothering to write a decent story (Lifeforce), or worse, by NOT blowing their money on special effects, and STILL not bothering to write a decent story (Yeah, that’s you Buckaroo Banzai). There were movies that tried to blatantly rip off other, better movies (Explorers and Starman).

But every now and then you got a real gem of a film that managed to do it mostly right. And it hovered on the background of your consciousness until you finally watched it. And for me, that film was Dragonslayer.

I think the thing that stood out for me was this: I can think of few films that used their limited special effects better. Oh, sure, you can tell that the director was stretching 1981’s technology to the breaking point, and by our standards today, it’s pretty laughable. But considering how difficult it was to film something as complex as a dragon (spaceships are easy by comparison) the results were stunning.

But mostly what blew me away was the dedication to telling an actual story that I, who live in a time of gritty anti-heroes, found refreshing. I really don’t want to spoiler this film (which can be watched for free on Amazon Prime: go watch it!), but roughly, it’s the tale of Galen, a sorcerer’s apprentice, whose master, Ulrich, is approached by a delegation of commoners whose kingdom is beset by a dragon. Their king is appeasing the dragon by feeding it virgins by “lot,” a lottery that his own daughter and those of his nobles are curiously immune to. Ulrich is killed by the king’s captain of the guard, Tyrian, whose lord doesn’t want to take the risk of upsetting the dragon, and Galen is left to attempt the deed himself, with only his master’s amulet to give him any power at all.

While the writing is sometimes clumsy and rough, the movie as a whole was like a breath of fresh air. Galen, our hero, is neither a whiner nor an overpowered Gary Stu. He just decides he’s going to get the job done, and faces it with courage. Valerian, his love interest, who has grown up disguised as her blacksmith father’s “son” to save her from the lottery, is actually believable in that role, and not a knockout beauty that leaves you wondering whether literally all the men in the village are blind. Casiodorus, the appeasing king, has a backstory that makes his cowardice understandable, if not pardonable, and probably believes, on some level, that he really is doing what’s best for his kingdom. Taken together, the heroes use brains and courage to defeat the dragon Vermithrax, and it’s a great ride.

In these days when men of physical courage and authority are often derided or suspect by definition, and the ninja supergirl is often called upon to improbably save the day, it’s a tale that recalls a more innocent time.

Movie Review: SAVE YOURSELVES! (From This Movie).

So, when I saw the trailer for SAVE YOURSELVES! (available for rent or purchase through Amazon) I was really excited. The premise of this movie is just awesome. A young, NYC couple decides that to rekindle their stagnating lives, they will go completely off-grid and stay for a week at a Cabin In The Woods owned by a friend of theirs. They do this right as the alien invasion begins.

The aliens, as shown in the trailer, are monstrous, carnivorous tribbles. So we have this city couple, who knows nothing at all about country survival, attempting to survive the Death Tribble Invasion all by themselves. And I thought, this is exactly the movie I want: a ridiculous space-horror spoof. It looked like it was going to be a cross between GalaxyQuest and Cabin In The Woods, two of my all-time favorite films.

And at the end of it, all I can say is that the title should be taken as an earnest warning to the viewer.

Tragically, this effort fell short. Far, far short.

It begins with a very, very slow build-up to the actual invasion. And I do not mind slow-build movies. Some horror movies work very well this way. The original Alien comes to mind. But Alien was not supposed to be a comedy. And in this case, the slow burn only serves to become tedious.

Once they get to the cabin, there are a few funny moments, as the protagonists miss signs of the invasion going on at the edge of the camera, but the movie relentlessly focuses on their boring, cliched relationship, leading me to conclude that this movie either a) did not really know what it was supposed to be about nearly as well as the trailer-writers did, or b) this script was born of the conflict between two factions: one of which wanted to make the goofball/spoof movie the trailer had promised, and the other of which was trying to make a sensitive movie about love in extremes and first contact with aliens, a la Arrival.

This combination did not work well.

The upshot is that just as the protagonists realize the Awful Truth, and Team GalaxyQuest‘s film is starting to take off comedically, Team Arrival’s film raises the stakes by introducing, among other things, a traumatically orphaned baby. And with that, dear readers, the comedy is dead. Adding a baby to anything even remotely resembling a real situation — and by that I mean anything less goofball than say, an Airplane! movie — is going to kill the funny faster than potassium cyanide. It just raises the emotional pitch far too high.

From there, the film staggers on to a complete non-ending. I really don’t want to do spoilers, here, but the whole serious/horror thread was much better done by another Amazon film, The Vast Of Night, which is a available to watch for FREE on Amazon Prime. And if you’re in the mood for it, I sincerely recommend you watch it instead.

Movie Reviews Far Too Late: Phantasm

Holy shit. When I wrote the review for House, I thought I’d seen the worst the 80s had to offer in the horror genre. Then I saw Phantasm.

I legitimately cannot say which of these two movies is worse. I was interested in Phantasm because it certainly had one of the more unique ways of offing its victims. The little silvery flying murderball. I was hoping to find out more about that.

And yet, I did not, because the murderballs are disappointingly secondary.

Okay, here’s the plot: There’s a mysterious mortician who is apparently killing humans in a small town. Once he has their bodies, he shrinks them to half-size and reanimates them to serve as slaves in some wasteworld where the gravity is higher. He has a portal to it in a spare room.

Yet apparently he’s really operating on a shoestring because the only way he gets caught is that the younger of this orphaned pair of brothers sees the guy lifting 500-lb. caskets by himself and some of the dwarfzombies sneaking around.

Eventually he and his brother kill the guy. Sort of.

And then the younger kid wakes up to find his live brother dead, his brother’s dead friend alive, and he gets kidnapped through a mirror. Roll credits.

That’s it. The mysterious murderball is used exactly twice, once successfully when Big Bad decides to off a henchman, and then again when he tries to off Big Brother. Despite apparently being an alien, undead, or both, he cannot make murderballs immune to buckshot. So that was anticlimactic.

Is it better than House, or worse? Well, let’s put them head to head:

Do the characters act reasonably? Well, the protagonists in Phantasm eventually come up with something resembling a plan. It’s basic: go to the bad guy’s mortuary and perforate him with bullets. Essentially, this works. This beats the protagonist of House who forgets he has military training until the last 15 minutes. On the other hand, the Big Bad in House at least has a plan to get revenge. The Big Bad in Phantasm could have saved himself a lot of trouble by simply calling the cops and having the protags arrested for B&E.
House: 0, Phantasm: 0

Are the plots coherent? Phantasm‘s plot is simple, but makes sense: the bad guy is doing bad things. The good guys stop him. Contrasting this with House, where the bad guy is apparently haunting the house where the protagonist doesn’t live for several years, it’s a win for Phantasm.
House: 0. Phantasm: 1

Which movie is less boring? In House, strange things keep happening. They’re all red herrings, but things occur. In Phantasm, approximately half the film is taken up with Older Bro refusing to believe Younger Bro.
House: 1. Phantasm: 1

Do the endings make sense? In House the protagonist rescues his kid. So, yeah. In Phantasm, dead people are alive and alive people are dead, no fucks given.

Conclusion: Don’t watch either of these movies: do something more entertaining, like filing off your eyelids.

Movie Reviews Far Too Late: Midsommar, Part II (of the review. There is no Midsommar II) Now With Fresh Spoilers!

So, I figure the first part of this review didn’t really do justice to MIDSOMMAR. I watched it while I was doing laundry (and if dirty laundry isn’t a metaphor for this film, I don’t know what is) and wasn’t thinking about it too deeply. But now that I’ve thought about it, I actually have to hand it to them: it’s a film that is full of meaning. Whether that meaning is worth anything or not is up to you, but it’s quite obviously there.

So, Dani, our film’s protagonist, is in a bad place. Her parents and sister have all committed suicide, leaving her as the only member of the family to survive. It’s never quite clear whether Mom and Dad were partakers in the suicide or whether suicidal little sis just decided to take them along.

Dani has a boyfriend, whose name is Christian. Yes, that’s important. He’s about to dump her when the suicide hits, and now he can’t. Christian is about to leave on a trip to Sweden with his buds Mark and Josh to visit their friend Pelle’s home. Christian decides that, in fact, he’s going to bring Dani with them, which doesn’t exactly thrill his friends as they find Dani clingy and annoying. Because she is clingy and annoying.

Upon arriving at Pelle’s village, it becomes quickly apparent that we have arrived in Scandinavian Deliverance land, where dwell Pelle’s people, the Hargans. There are two more outsiders, a couple named Simon and Connie. These folks are all about the old gods, and we all know what the old gods were like: they enjoyed sacrifice. Indeed, it doesn’t take long for the newcomers to start disappearing.

Now, over at ScreenRant, you can find an article explaining what happens to the characters in terms of the “sins” they commit during the film: they want to leave, and they defile something, etc. However, I believe this interpretation is completely off base. Midsommar is, from the outset, a pagan sermon about the virtues of the old gods, and the corruption of Christianity.

The first indication we have that all is not well in Hargaland is when two of the community’s elders commit suicide by jumping off a cliff and dashing themselves to death on rocks. Just to drive it home (sorry), the man doesn’t quite die, and he is “assisted” to his doom by means of a large mallet. The outsiders are horrified, but are asked to understand that this is only the Hargans’ way of seeking balance with the natural world and embracing death in its proper role. Josh, Mark and Christian murmur weak protests. Dani is horrified, but Christian is too weak and spineless to stand up for anything or really comfort her.

The true zealots here are the aptly-named Simon and Connie, who have had enough and make plans to leave. Simon (Peter) was always the fiercest of Jesus’ followers, and Connie is, well, constant, not to be shaken from her conviction that what the Hargans are doing is simply wrong. They are “taken to the train station”

Meanwhile, trouble is erupting among the former friends. Pelle is clearly cozying up to Dani and pointing out Christian’s shortcomings. Josh is completely indifferent to any moral failings on the part of the Hargans and is only interested in getting as much material for his anthro thesis out of it as he can. Meanwhile, Christian and Mark play the ugly-American oafs, with Mark as an incel who is clearly desperate to get laid, and careless enough to piss on a sacred tree, while Christian alternately shrugs off Dani’s pain, flirts with Pelle’s sister who is casting love spells at him, and then tries to horn in on Josh’s thesis topic by insisting on doing his anthro thesis on the village as well.

I think the names here remain key to understanding the roles of the major players. First, we have Josh. He’s fascinated intellectually, but morally repelled by this practice of paganism and wants access to their scriptures, eventually violating their proscription on photographing it. Joshua is also the English version of Jesus’ Hebrew name, Y’shua. Josh represents the Judaeo-Christian morality that wrote down the laws of God, stealing the pagans’ mysticism and then condemning the pagans. He is the most dangerous of the anti-pagans, and must be killed.

Then we have Mark, named for the writer of the first gospel. He has no real interest in anything except sex, drugs and food. He’s a tool, nothing more, and has no idea what he’s stumbled into. Only a fool would rely on anything he said. The gospel is therefore discredited.

And finally, we have Christian, named for the entire religion. He is completely and utterly unlikable, having no virtues that can stand up to the smallest vices, but always wanting to appear virtuous, no matter what the cost. He doesn’t want to look heartless so he stays with Dani. And yet he always puts himself first, never giving her any real time or energy. It’s made clear he’s at fault in this (despite the fact that Dani is obviously extremely needy and not really ready to be in a relationship at all). At the Hargan village, Christian can neither condemn the Hargans with the fierceness of Simon and Connie, nor question them with the intelligence of Josh, nor stand up for them in the face of Dani’s disapproval. When Maja, Pelle’s sister, casts a love spell on him and he finds out, he is faithless, unable to even say that such a thing is inappropriate. He is quick to steal Josh’s thesis idea when it looks easy, (imperializing over both a black man’s idea and a native culture simultaneously!) and when Josh disappears (supposedly with the Hargans’ scripture) he is just as quick to repudiate Josh and deny that they have ever been friends. Finally, he is completely willing to go to Maja’s bed and be unfaithful to Dani. In short, the “Christian” is in reality exactly what pagans imagine him to be: a weak-willed sheep, led about by his lusts, but without the courage and fortitude that would make fulfilling them admirable. As such, he is their sacrificial animal, to be used, condemned, and well-rid of.

But what of Dani? Well, she becomes the May Queen, elevated there by that most pagan of forces, fate. She was fated to be invited to the Hargans’ village, and fated to become the May Queen. As such, she is the one who ultimately chooses whether Christian or a member from the Hargans will be chosen. Screen Rant’s “explanation” of “why she kills Christian” is almost comical in its overexplanation:

“The answer to that is complex, but a good place to start is the fact that Dani isn’t exactly in her right mind at the end of the movie.

She wasn’t exactly in her right mind at the start of the movie. At best she’s traumatized. At worst, she’s codependent.

She’s been given drugged tea that’s causing her to have strange visions, danced to the point of exhaustion, and experienced the emotional trauma of seeing Christian have sex with another woman,

Her boyfriend cheated on her in public. That isn’t “complex;” that’s one of the oldest explanations for murder we’ve got.

followed by a release of emotion with her newfound sisters. By the time she’s on stage in her enormous flowery gown, Dani looks pretty out of it, but the one thing she does seem to be aware of is that Christian has hurt her.

Yes. Christian has “hurt her.” That really seems to be the sum total of Dani’s awareness, and the idea that Dani’s pain is Christian’s fault is the one thing that is hammered home time and again in this film. He didn’t kill her sister, or her parents, and he tried to include her when she needed to be included. Being drugged and exhausted is an excuse for her behavior, seemingly, but not for Christian’s. Funny how that works out.

Moreover, she also seems to recognize that Christian is the best choice for the sacrifice that represents the exorcism of evil from the community, because he – not the Hårgans – is the source of her pain.

Yes, and it’s also not the Hargans’ fault that they seduced a guy who was in a relationship, apparently. They are innocent, while Christian is guilty.

In the pagan world (note the small p, I am referring to classic pagans, not any followers of modern Wiccanism or related faiths, here) holiness is more positional than consequential. It derives more from what people are than what they do. Dani is good and Christian is bad because Dani is a woman in pain. Therefore, she must be in the right. To say otherwise would be to blame her on some level for her pain. We endure endless sobs throughout this film, most of them from Dani. And while it is true that Christian’s choices are mostly selfish, so are everyone else’s, including Dani’s. No one ever seems to think that Dani should do anything for him, but it is made very clear that Christian must stay with Dani, be there for Dani, adjust his life for Dani, invite Dani along with him, remember Dani’s birthday. He is responsible for her pain, but she is never responsible for his. He doesn’t even (conveniently) have real pain in his life, just selfish ambitions.
Dani kills Christian for the simplest of all reasons: she is angry at him and wants revenge. And her killing of him is held up as right. She is the May Queen, a holy figure. It is right that she kills him because she has decreed it to be right. It is right because it represents the triumph of the strong pagan goddess reclaiming her true superiority over the false, weak, Christian god who lied and failed to fulfill her.

Of course, what’s truly astonishing is exactly how successfully this message overrides the demonstrable horror that this pagan community has achieved: a monocultural, racist theocracy which by its own admission deliberately practices incest in order to induce mental disabilities, enforces the euthanasia of the elderly, and lures outsiders in to be sacrificed along with their own people annually. But what are such little defects compared to freeing our minds from the evils of Christian hypocrisy?

It’s a breathtakingly simple message. Who is listening?