Sunday, 8 September 2019
Netflix And Chill: Hell Fest (2018)
Not that this is a bad film. It's fine, for what it is. It's just a shame that what it IS is a pale Scream-wannabe that feels at least a decade too late. They even seem to hedge their bets by casting Bex Taylor-Klaus (who played Audrey Jensen in the abysmal Scream: The TV Series), which backfires due to the fact it will remind viewers that Scream: The TV Series exists.
But let's cover the basics. Amy Forsyth is Natalie, a young woman who ends up going along to a horror-filled amusement park with her friend, Brooke (Reign Edwards), another young woman (Taylor, played by Taylor-Klaus), and three young men. After some time spent enjoying the thrills of the park, the group soon realise that they are being followed by someone with an all-too-keen interest in them. Unfortunately, it's impossible to keep track of this killer, because he looks like so many of the masked workers in the park, and he can get away with murdering people in plain sight, because everyone thinks it is fake anyway.
There's not too much to complain about here, not really. Especially if you're the kind of horror fan who spends most weeks wading through some dross to find the gems (and that is really what most horror fans do, if we're being completely honest).
Gregory Plotkin directs with a decent eye, and this is a big step up from his first feature, Paranormal Activity: The Ghost Dimension. The set ups for each big moment of tension may be fairly predictable, but Plotkin still does his best by them, with the horror park obviously fertile ground for such sequences.
This is also a big step up for Seth M. Sherwood, co-writer of the script with Blair Butler. Sherwood previously gave us the poor franchise entry that was Leatherface (2017), but he does just enough here to allow me to forgive him and move on. It's just a shame that the script doesn't make even more of the setting. I can't put my finger on it, and it may sound silly when you consider that 80% of the movie takes place in the horror park, but it always seems to be missing a number of opportunities to really crank things up with a tension only felt by the leads while everyone else around them remains oblivious. It comes closest to doing this well in a fantastic third act moment that has Taylor-Klaus jokingly offering herself up as someone guilty of crimes that warrant death by guillotine.
Most of the cast members are pretty interchangeable, with the exception of Tony Todd in a nice little cameo, but Forsyth is fine in her role, and Taylor-Klaus gets to constantly energise the group with an infectious enthusiasm for the whole experience. Nobody stinks up the screen, which is a big plus, even if there isn't anyone truly standing out either.
Although I started this review by mentioning that Blood Fest is the better film, there's not much in it. This is a decent, slick, slasher movie that has a number of great visuals throughout to make up for the disappointing lack of deadly set-pieces.
6/10
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Sunday, 7 January 2018
Leatherface (2017)
There are some people that like Leatherface, the . . . . eighth instalment in The Texas Chainsaw Massacre franchise (unless I have miscounted). Some people liked Texas Chainsaw. Some people like iced coffees. And pineapple on pizza. And these are the people that I will sit and silently glare at. Yes, ALL of them.
Once again attempting to show audiences the "birth" of Leatherface, this is arguably the tamest film yet for the franchise. There are a few good gore moments, I won't deny it, but it all lacks a certain edge, instead opting to give us a plot that's typical "criminals on the loose" fare, with the addition of an attempted rug pull so entirely predictable that it wouldn't even fool either of my two cats, even if they were watching the film while catnipped out of their tiny cat minds.
Most of the cast do a decent job, despite having such weak material to work with. The youngsters include Sam Strike, Vanessa Grasse, Sam Coleman, James Bloor, and Jessica Madsen. None of them make a very strong impression, but they're only really there so we can find out when the chainsaw was first put to good use. As for the adults, Lili Taylor does the coddling mama act just fine, Stephen Dorff is excellent as an angry lawman who might be confusing revenge with justice, and Finn Jones is present in some scenes.
Written by Seth M. Sherwood, the script is even more forgettable than so many other insipid horror vehicles from recent years. Some very minute characterisations help, and the opening and closing sequences are better than anything we have to muddle through in the middle, but it's certainly not enough to keep you caring, even for what should be quite a perfect runtime.
Sherwood at least has the excuse of inexperience, which cannot be said for the talented co-directors, Alexandre Bustillo and Julien Maury. Inside and Livid are two of the finest French horror movies from this first part of the 21st century. How the two decided that this project would be a good use of their time and energy is beyond me. It isn't, and their considerable talents are hidden so deep here as to be practically invisible.
Completists will watch this film. Fans who believe that "the saw is family" will watch this film. Undemanding horror fans will watch this film. But I suspect it is only the last group that will end up enjoying it. It's a below average film, hence my rating (as generous as it is), but it's a TERRIBLE Texas Chainsaw Massacre movie.
4/10
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