Showing posts with label torment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label torment. Show all posts

Thursday, 21 September 2023

Torment (1990)

I was going to start this review with a comment about the notoriety and fame of director Michael J. Murphy, but then I realised I would be lying to myself, and to many others who might see this. Although he had a small fanbase throughout his career, I think many people would have gone through their lives having not heard of, or remembered, his name if it hadn’t been for a frankly bewilderingly brilliant boxset of his work released by Indicator. That is when he came to my attention, and I even did a small amount of research to help me decide on the first film to watch in the set (as a number of people warned against simply watching them in order). I encourage anyone else out there who bought the boxset without knowing much, or anything, about Murphy to do the same.

The plot is quite simple. Debbi Stevens plays a famous singer, Anna Bell, who is struggling through a difficult time in her personal life. Her manager (played by Phil Lyndon) wants to keep the money rolling in, but Anna might mess things up by sinking into a drunken and drug-fuelled haze. It doesn’t help that there’s someone who seems to have a vendetta against her, but at least she gains some pleasant company when a handyman named Matt (Rob Bartlett) comes calling. Of course, Matt is very dodgy, and this is obvious from very early on, but will something genuine develop between our two lead characters, or are they going to use one another for a short period of time? 

Sometimes standard psycho-thriller stuff and sometimes meandering and dull drama, Torment is saved by good intentions and a genuinely impressive finale that allows the film to earn its title. While it’s no surprise to find out that this is the only script written by Leo Golding, there are a couple of really good ideas mixed in that surpass the clumsy dialogue.

It’s hard not to have at least some admiration and respect for Murphy, who never lets the limitations of his resources and skillset get in the way of delivering a movie with some genuine ambition. Yes, you can see a microphone or two. Yes, you can see his reflection in scenes that make use of mirrors. But he works in locations where he has to try harder to record the sound. He composes shots that make use of mirrors. Other film-makers would have gone for easier options, but not Murphy. He does everything possible to make something that feels like a film that isn’t restricted by everything working against him.

As for the cast, it would be rude to harshly criticise people who seemed to be cast more for their availability than talent, but it’s a mixed bag. Stevens and Bartlett do at least have some screen presence, and it’s possible to imagine them faring better in a film that had more time to coax better performances from them. Lyndon is enjoyably slippery and scheming, playing his part very well, and other cast members are overshadowed by the appearance of Patrick Olliver, playing a toupee-wearing, gay, dance choreographer who seems to have been sent from The Frankie Howerd School Of Subtle Camp Acting. Love or hate him, Olliver is unforgettable, and certainly helps to liven up what might have otherwise been a dull and arduous first half.

Would I recommend people rush off to watch Torment ASAP? No, of course not. Especially if you have no idea about the intriguing filmography of Murphy. I would, however, encourage people to do what I did, to learn a bit more about the director and consider this as a starting point for exploring his work. Far from the worst thing I have ever seen, and full of an admirable ambition from start to finish, I would definitely rewatch this ahead of many other, more polished, movies that are much better-known. And I am looking forward to exploring more of my Michael J. Murphy boxset when I make the time for it.

6/10

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Saturday, 22 February 2020

Shudder Saturday: Torment (2013)

If you go into Torment expecting something wildly exciting and tense, and maybe even twisty and turny, then you are going to end up quite disappointed. It's all put together well enough, but seems to constantly be about to deliver something it then swerves away from. It's not intense enough, it's not interesting enough, and it ends up not changing things up enough to distract from the obvious influences (numerous home invasion horrors).

Sarah (Katharine Isabelle) and Cory Morgan (Robin Dunne) are moving into their home, along with young Liam (Peter DaCunha). Unfortunately, other people view the home as their home. A whole other family unit, and they view the interlopers as prey to be toyed with. They've struck in this area before, and will do so again.

Directed competently by Jordan Barker, and with a script written by Michael Foster and Thomas Pound, Torment is essentially a flipped around version of something like The Strangers. The home invaders are already lying in wait, but the M.O. remains very similar, with sadistic torture and a strange need to integrate others into their small and select group. The way in which this is familiar to genre fans, yet also subtly different, is interesting. Unfortunately, like every interesting aspect of the movie, it's not developed into anything that rewards those wanting to give it more than a passing thought. Family relationships and tensions are given surface-level lip service, and there are a couple of unsurprising twists that will either make you roll your eyes or simply shrug.

At least the central casting helps to make everything a bit better. Isabelle has been a welcome presence in horror movies for many years, and once again ends up a highlight, while Dunne does just fine as the less interesting family member. DaCunha is small enough, and suitably imperiled, Stephen McHattie brings his particular brand of charm and charisma to a small supporting role, and Amy Forsyth does her best in a role that really should have allowed her to shine, but doesn't.

As you may have gathered from my distinctly middling response to everything, nothing here is actually bad. Some moments, some of the plot elements, are actually quite good. It's just a shame that nothing is given enough time and space to make it as interesting as it could be, whether it's the initial interactions between Isabelle, Dunne, and DaCunha, or the minor revelations that are teased out throughout most of the second half. If you're a fan of Isabelle then it's far from the worst thing she's done, but it would have benefited from giving her even more screentime.

5/10

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