Showing posts with label Europe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Europe. Show all posts

Saturday, July 25, 2009

To Let


To Let
Original Title: Para entrar a vivir
Directed by: Jaume Balagueró
Horror / Thriller, 68min
Spain, 2006
Distributed by: Noble Entertainment

Story:
A young couple comes to an almost derelict house to look at an apartment they have been told about. A strange landlady greets them and gives them a tour of the building, which is in a terrible state; although she assures them that they are rebuilding it. Scrambling up the stairs, past masses of mannequins they finally reach the apartment. Once inside the flat strange things start happening. Items that shouldn’t be there are there, unexplained noises from the neighboring apartments, and an eerie feeling crawls up the spines of the young couple as the landlady says things she shouldn’t know about the couple. But strangest of all is that the landlady talks to them as if they already have moved in and that it’s their apartment…

Me:
Jaume Balagueró. That’s one guy who holds a special place in my black cineaste heart. Just over a decade ago I met him at a Film Festival where Brian Yuzna introduced me to him. (Both where part of the Filmax delegation attending the festival) Balagueró was pre-producing his second feature Darkness (although it took him another three years to finally get it made). I had already seen the impressive promo as I had used it on a movie show I was editing at the time. So we spent some time talking about the promo, movies we liked and stuff like that that movie geeks like to talk about, and he spent so much time shooting the shit with me that I became a fan for real there and then. Because someone so sympathetic can’t really go wrong in my book. And I’m happy for that, as he just keeps the great movies rolling and his career is growing more and more impressive each and every year.

Originally part of “Tales to keep you awake” (Películas para no dormir!), the 2005-2006 Spanish equivalent to Mick Garris' Masters of Horror TV series, To Let is available separately from Noble Entertainment in Scandinavia probably to cash in on the success of their previous smash hit with Balaugeró’s REC. Although the US box set with the other five movies of the series is probably worth picking up too, because directors like Álex de la Iglesia, Narciso Ibáñez Serrador and Paco Plaza, to name a few contributed to the series.


To Let starts off with a spooky little montage setting up the apartment and showing a woman bloodied and battered carrying her crying child through the apartment. She is in her nightwear so we understand that it’s her apartment. Her photographs hang on the walls as she moves into a hallway before a blue light floods the small space leaving both her and the child screaming. Cut to the stairwell and fade to black. Fade up to an interior of a hospital, where a young woman walks out, climbs into a car and is greeted by a man who has been waiting. Here starts the tale of Mario [Adrià Collado who also played the lead in Rigoberto Casteñada’s confusing KM31: Kilometro 31] and Clara, [Macarena Gomez, who you may have seen in Stuart Gordon’s Dagon or Paco Plaza’s Rosamanta] a young couple desperately in need of their own place.


A fast introduction later (this is made for TV so it moves fast), we understand that Clara works at a hospital (She walks out of the aptly named St. Jaume’s hospital), she’s pregnant, they have no where to live and are spending time living with his parents, so off house hunting they go, Clara falls asleep and when she awakes Mario lets on that they are lost in the rain. Finally they arrive at their destination the house that has an apartment to let, yes the same one from the start we realize from the interior shots of the gigantic stairwell. The creepy landlady [Nuria González] guides them through the building and more or less talks to them as if they had already agreed to take the flat, which has Clara feeling at unease. The house is being renovated, the flat has been empty for a year, and it’s still furnished with the last tenants’ belongings. “It has everything a young couple would ever need!” the landlady explains just to be interrupted by a strange sound in the house. Only the child on the first floor the landlady explains and Clara has a dizzy spell. Mario and Clara take to one of the bedrooms so that Clara can lie down and rest, “You should rest in your condition.” The uncanny landlady says without ever being told Clara is with child. And this is just the start of the strange shit about to happen. Mario sees a pair of sneakers under a cabinet, sneakers just like the ones he bought last week, and in the bedroom, Clara finds a framed photograph of her and Mario which could not possibly have been in the flat…

This is the set up for this short movie, just over an hour, but still a very effective movie and it doesn’t loose any pace at all, quite the opposite as it rushes over the viewer with a great force leaving a stern uncomfortable impression after completed viewing. This honestly surprised me, because TV shows don’t usually have that effect, and I haven’t been this affected by an hours worth of TV horror since watching Roan Dahl’s Tales of the Unexpected as a young lad. (Yeah the Georgy Porgy episode with Joan Collins which aired in the early 80's. There's a realy sinister aura to that episode that stuck with me for years.)

After the setup, Balagueró builds up to that sudden shock moment which kicks the movie into its next phase, the escape and survive phase. A sudden twist and rush of insight starts the phase off and then keeps plummeting Carla and Mario into this harrowing nightmare which is almost a mixture of Hitchcock-ian suspense meets SAW meets the Texas Chain Saw family. After a fantastic hide and seek sequence Balagueró uses some great eclectic, non linear editing to add to the confusion of where we are in time, jumping back and forth in the narrative before slamming us back in to the nightmare of the house.

The movie moves fast and in only those brief moments of establishment Balagueró manages to create empathy for the young couple and we really want to see them pull through. The above mentioned hide and seek sequence adds to that and miraculously there’s a cell phone scene that plays an important part here, but I’ll return to that later on.

There’s a few amazing scenes that I didn’t expect to see in a TV show, especially when considering that the Masters of Horror show isn’t really as scary as it could have been. It’s probably not fair to compare the MoH and Tales to Keep You Awake, buy honestly there’s not much else to compare it too, and the most of the MoH episodes do have you laughing, or at least sniggering, more than anything else. But To Let really rocks, it’s violent, its gory, it’s fast moving without any tedious sequences, it’s disturbing, innovative and utilizes the best use of shaky-cam that I’ve seen since Evil Dead 2 back in 1987. Cinematographer Pablo Rosso who also shot both of Balaugeró’s REC movies definitely knows what he’s doing and his compositions are visually very similar in tone and colors to the REC movies too. The gore is distressing too, and there’s an amazing kitchen sink disposal grinder sequence that has the characters slipping and sliding around in blood like Bambi on ice.

In more than one way I feel that this movie is brought to life first and foremost by Nuria González, who portrays the Landlady. González has mostly played in comedies and done long runs on TV serials, but she really dominates this movie, is absolutely amazing and definitely someone I want to see more of, because honestly she is one of the most disturbing characters I have seen in ages. Some one should cast her in a leading lady antagonist role as soon as possible.

There are some themes and items that keep reoccurring in a lot of the Spanish Horror flicks that have been turning up on the market these last few years, themes and items that are used in a very effective way considered how contemporary movies in the US use them in ridiculous ways.

Cell phones: As mentioned before there is a cell phone line in the early parts of the movie, and I hate it when cell phones don’t work in horror movies. Because in real life cell phones work almost everywhere, even as I write this from my house deep in the woods where there shouldn’t be any coverage, but there is. So it annoys the crap out of me when ever some lame protagonist pulls up a phone just to show that there is no coverage. Keep the sodding phone off screen and we won’t be insulted over and over again. But, Balagueró and co-writer Alberto Marini do the right thing and use the cell phone in an original way, and not just as a stupid one off scene. Clara has coverage and uses her phone on three occasions. First when Clara calls the cops after the initial attack. She calls them, but to no use as she was asleep when they drove to the address, she has no idea where she is and can’t tell the cops where to come. The second time she tries to find out where she is and calls her mate who we presume lives in the same house as Clara and Mario, as Clara tells her mate Nicky to look through her mail for a flyer announcing a flat to let, because if she gets the address, she can tell the cops where to come save her. Clara hangs up as she once again tries to escape the Landlady. The final time is during the hide and seek scene. Clara just by the inch of a hair manages to evade the sinister Landlady only to have her silly little cell phone signal give her hiding place away. Now that is how to use a cell phone in a horror flick set in an urban milieu.

Children; most of these Spanish horror flicks rely heavily on children as protagonists in either main roles or as secondary parts in subplots. It’s a fairly decent plot device, as children evoke empathy and this trick has been used for ever in the horror genre, but of lately almost every Spanish genre piece features children in either protagonist or antagonist roles. Balagueró uses them all the time (Los Sin Nombre, Darkness, Fragile, REC etc), Guillermo Del Toro likes using them (Devil’s Backbone, Pan’s Labyrinth) Juan Antonio Bayona uses them in The Ophanage… See there is definitely something going on here. I don’t know why, but my theory is that it has something to do with all those children who spent time in Franco’s orphanages after the war and suffered up until his death in 1975. This could be why so many of the movies also have hauntings' taking place in orphanages; Fragile, Devil’s Backbone, The Orphanage etc.

I’d like to say something about the ending of the movie, but I really don’t want to spoil this brilliant little short, so all I’ll say is that Balagueró sticks to one of his traditional traits during the final scene and leaves the viewer with a disorder in their gut.

The worst thing about To Let is the terribly silly soundtrack which at times works fine but then it pops over to a sort of 50’s sci-fi warble at times which really hurls me out of the atmosphere that has been crafted so delicately. It’s a pity because that whoohooweeeeewhooohwww sound is only effective if you are watching Ed Wood’s Plan 9 From Out Of Space or paying homage it, like Burton’s Mars Attacks. Otherwise keep the hell away from it.

But apart from unexplainable little slipup with Roque Baños score, Jaume Balagueró’s entry to the six episode serial, Tales to Keep You Awake, is a must see for fans of the later wave of Euro horror and a very entertaining movie indeed.

Image:
Widescreen 1.78:1 [Anamorphic]

Audio:
Spanish dialogue, Dolby Digital 5.1. Swedish, Norwegian and Finnish subtitles are optional.

Extras:
That great All the Boys Love Mandy Lane trailer that suckered me into watching that piece of crap, and the trailer for the diabolical film The Mist.

Be aware, this promo does contain spoilers...

Sunday, September 23, 2007

THEM

THEM
Original Title: ils
Directed by: David Moreau and Xavier Palud, France/Romania, 2006 Thriller / Mystery, 74min
Distributed by NOBLE FILM

Story:
One night Cleméntine [Olivia Bonamy] is awaken by strange sounds in the rural countryside house that she and boyfriend Lucas [Micahaël Cohen] are living in. She awakens Lucas and tells him that she thinks someone is in the house. The pair gathers up the courage to investigate, but as they walk around the house Cleméntine notices that their car isn’t parked in the place they left it. Lucas goes out to check, and the headlights flick on and blind him as the car skids away down the drive. Then the power goes out and strange lights start to shine into the house…
Me:
I didn’t know much about this movie when I sat down to watch it, more that the lame US tagline “The film that terrified Europe has come to America!”. So as I haven’t heard anything about this movie before and I live in Europe, I was quite interested to find out what it was about. Is it a ghost story? Is it a gory horror movie? Is it a strange sci-fi? As the opening titles with the “Based on a true story” and a quite routine opening sequence; Something on the road, car swerves into ditch, one person goes out to check while the other waits inside the dark car, then a series of weird events are supposed to freak us out… blah, blah, blah, nothing that we haven’t seen previously, and I started getting fidgety. This is going to suck I thought. But then we leave the horror formula and directors Moreau and Palud start introducing their lead characters. And this they do with a great feeling and skill. After fifteen minutes we know what the two French characters are doing in Romania, we know what they work with, and we know the level/status of their relationship. So many times the directors rush into creating a scary scenario that they completely miss the main ingredient in horror/thriller drama; Do we really give a fuck about the poor sods about to have terrible things happen to them. Apart from decent character establishment, both leads are very good looking, not drop dead gorgeous, but everyday good looking which adds to the lure of drawing the viewer in. The acting is really good, and honestly believable. No sudden, over human feats that have you going, But come on if that just happened there’s no way he’d be able to…, just down toned realism. And that is a key note for Ils, and probably why I found myself really being drawn into this impressive shocker. There is a very bold “low key” feel to the entire movie, and it really works well, the cameras are obviously handheld, possibly DV, and the lighting isn’t the existing light, but it sure looks like it in the darker sets, all of this adds to create a documentary, or realistic feel to the movie if you like, and that is a very effective way of portraying a “based on true events” kind of movie. Also the small details that set the characters into a very believable world, the way that Cleméntine taunts Lucas when he says that a writer is always working even if he isn’t sitting at his computer, the loveable bickering during their very minimalist dinner, the way that the directors dare take time to show them sitting together watching a TV show that they don’t understand, just to pass time before hitting the sack for the night. It’s a very “honest” scene that is set. What I also liked about Ils is the fact that instead of keeping the “Them” as a strange unidentified entity, Moreau and Palud just leave it be and you pretty soon start putting the pieces together and figure it out. This isn’t a ghost story, this isn’t a weird sci-fi, this isn’t a supernatural horror film, it’s playing straight to the heart and the most terrifying thing that you could ever imagine, an unknown person walking in off the street and entering your “safe” home! If you ever have had anyone walk into your house in the middle of the night, like I have, you’ll know exactly what I’m talking about. Keeping in line with the realistic approach, there’s not any silly “you go this way I’ll go that way” scenes either, the few times that Cleméntine and Lucas are separated is all done in a believable way. All this adds up to create a very effective movie, and once again proves that less is more. There are no big scary shock music keys, matter of fact keeping with the realism note, there’s hardly any music in the movie at all, so you can’t figure out, oh here’s the score key coming in, something’s going to happen warning signals, there’s no over the top special effects, just down to earth realistic terror.

So if you haven’t seen Ils, the movie that supposedly terrified Europe, I suggest that you stop what you are doing and watch this movie as soon as possible, because I can bet you that this movie will be picked up and remade in the US pretty soon and probably loose most of its realistic, but scary charm.

Image:

Anamorphic Widescreen 2.35:1.
Swedish, Finnish, Norwegian, Danish, and English subtitles are optional.

Audio:
French and Romanian language, in Dolby Digital 5.1 and DTS

Extras:
On the Scandinavian release there is only a half hour making of feature, but this is a very informative feature where the directors and actors talk about what they wanted to create and bring to the movie with them.


Saturday, February 17, 2007

He Loves Me… He Loves Me Not


He Loves Me… He Loves Me Not
Original Title: À la folie… pas du tout

Directed by: Laetitia Colombani, France, 2002

Thriller / Drama 92min

Distributed by: Scanbox Entertainment


Story:
Young, pretty Angelique [Audrey Tautou] finds herself being taunted by her lover Loïc [Samuel Le Bihan]. But when he starts ignoring her Angelique's world starts falling apart, or is it his world?

Me:
An odd little movie that after a quite dull first third takes a sudden unexpected twist, pulls you in and becomes really very interresting. The first third of the movie tells Angelique’s tale of torment as she pines for the final proof that Loïc loves her, who ironically is a heart specialist too. Angelique impatiently waits for Loïc to leave his pregnant wife and go to Florence for a romantic weekend with her… But her wait is long, and painful. The unique twist to this movie is that nothing is what it seems to be, and it’s done in a very creative way after the first third is completed. Obviously there isn’t an affair between Angelique and Loïc, it’s all in her head, which is what we learn as the second third unfolds and we see how Loïc in fact the one being tormented by Angelique and her severe case of erotomania. À la folie… is surprising, in many ways both because it gets off to such a slow start, ad then that it takes such a completely different road after the first third. The final part is all about the two lives of Angelique and Loïc as they patch their now shattered lives together again. There is a twist ending too, not a surprise but a small twist that you should see coming, but the way that Colombani pulls it off is brilliant. A very good debut feature that definitely can be highly recommended and for certain viewed again.

Image:
1.85:1 Anamorphic Widescreen. Wonderful colours and watch the colour scheme alter as we go through the movie! Nice details there.

Audio:
French Audio, 5.1 Dolby Digital and 2.0 Dolby Digital. Swedish, Danish, Norwegian and Finnish Subtitles are optional.

Extras:
Quite a few for this little oddity, a few deleted scenes, three alternative endings, which you quickly understand why they didn’t use them, Cast Biographies, Production notes and a commentary track by the director Laetitia Colombani. Finally the theatrical trailer and a few promos for other titles on Scanbox.

Sunday, December 10, 2006

The Moustache

The Moustache
Original Title:
La Moustache

Directed by: Emmanuel Carrère, France, 2005
Drama / Mystery, 86min.
Distributed by: Triangel Film



Story:
One evening Marc Vincent Lindon] asks his wife Angès [Emmanuelle Devos] if he should shave off his moustache. Against her advice he does so anyhow. When nobody in his closest circle notice that he’s shaven it off he starts to get frustrated, but when Agnès claims that he has never had a moustache his world starts to crumble.

Me:
What a promising movie this turned out to be. My wife has talked about it for quite some time, so we decided to give it a shot, and I’m not disappointed. Ok, somewhat disappointed because the movie losses itself in the latter part. But the build up to this last twenty minutes are brilliant. The basic idea of a guy shaving off his moustache and then having nobody notice, and finally claim that he never had one is brilliant. The way Carrère plays through this is very smart; small subtle changes in the relationship between Marc and Agnès, the way we keep loosing track of Marc’s sanity, the questioning of everything that we see and hear, it’s very effective and you constantly keep asking yourself is Marc really insane or is it his wife playing a really evil prank on him. The deeper in we get the more Kafka-esque the movie gets. We see what Marc sees images of him with his moustache, but then we start to believe that he’s insane again when Agnès claims that his evidence, the photographs of a moustache clad Marc taken when they where in Bali, don’t exist, they have never been to Bali. Small details like Marc’s father on the answering machine planning the meal for tomorrows get together, which if flipped over when Agnès explains to Marc that his father died a year ago. Great stuff and we are just as confused about what’s going on as Marc. When the penny falls down and Marc makes his escape the movie like I mentioned earlier, just gets lost in itself. The Hong Kong bit works until Agnès all of a sudden turns up and life goes on as if nothing ever happened. Nah, it just gets stupid from here and director Carrère’s explanation that it’s all a cyclic movement is just a load of bollocks. We are so accustomed to non-linear narrative in these days that we don’t even question the Hong Kong footage from the opening sequence, as we understand that this is Hong Kong the second Marc escapes there. We just assume that the story will continue from here and all before was leading us here, So to bring Agnès in here just annoyed me, especially as my theory is that she’s trying to dump Marc for his co-worker Bruno to start with, that’s why they are all in on the tormenting of Marc. Because the idea that it was all Marc and that he was temporarily insane and now mysteriously sane again as Agnès comes back into his life is just too shallow for me to accept. But up to this part the movie really rocks and is very effective. I have no better solution to the ending, but I can’t help felling let down when the movie ends even if there is a open question mark at the end or not.

Image:
Aspect Ratio 1.85:1 Anamorphic.

Audio:
French Dolby Digital 5.1. Optional subtitles in Swedish or Finnish


Extras:

A twenty minute making of where the cast and crew talk about the movie and what it means. An interview with Director Emmanuel Carrère and Editor Camille Cotte. The making of is decent, but the interview with Carrère and Cotte is so fucking pretentious that it almost made me want to put my foot through the TV screen, which is a pity as I quite enjoyed the film.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Fat Girl


Fat Girl
Original title: À ma soer

Directed by: Catherine Breillat, France / Italy, 2001

Drama, 86min

Distributed by: Criterion Corporation.



Story: Two teenage sisters, Anaïs [Anaïs Reboux] and Elena Pingot [Roxanne Mesquida] spend their summer vacation in a dull seaside town. The older of the two, Elena, meets the mature Italian student Fernando [Libero de Rienzo] whom she lets into the two girls sleeping room at night to indulge in sticky sexual escapades. Anaïs lies in the bed next to them staring in shock and awe as Elena looses all of her adolescent sexuality.

Me:
I just can’t see the hype with this movie. I know that Breillat is held high by the elitist film critics, but I honestly can’t come to grasps with this fact. Fat Girl could just as easy have been an Italian or Spanish exploitation flick from the seventies or early eighties. The voyeuristic little Anaïs watching her older sister’s sexual experimentation and persuasive contempt to being raped by her older lover, the non understanding parents, the downbeat ending where Anaïs is violently raped after seeing her family murdered. It’s all elements that have been done and done and done so many times before, but the simple fact that Breillat is cheered on as some kind of genius director just gets on my nerves. I can appreciate what she tries to do with Fat Girl, but it didn’t really impress me. Yes. it is a decent movie, it is effective and it is a disturbing movie, Breillat avoids explicit sexual acts in this movie, but the themes and the way she chooses to portray them are still close to the early exploitation movies. Breillat’s major step into celebrity outside of France, where she already was a provocative celebrity, was with her movie Romance X 1999 where she had actress Caroline Ducey being fucked senseless by porn star Rocco Siffredi and claimed that it was a study of Gender roles, and masculinity. But come on, cast Rocco fucking people and show it graphically on screen and its porn. Call it what ever you want, its still porn, and that’s what gets me irritated. None of the finer movie critics who claim that Breillat is a creative genius would give a second thought about the directors who first experimented with these topics, Jesus Franco, Tinto Brass, Joe D’Amato Torgny Wickman, and Russ Meyer to name but a few. Nope those guys’ movies are looked on as foul, degenerate exploitation movies. It’s the same annoying hype that surrounded Trier’s Idioterna 1998, Virginie Despentes’ Baise-Moi 2000 and Gaspar Noé’s Irréversible 2002. Gritty drama with explicit hardcore sex, and hey, let’s call its art and then honour these “genius” directors are as innovators of the celluloid art, pushing the boundaries of what we can show and not, provoking and taking us to new levels... Honestly let’s just cut the crap, its porn. I’m not taking sides, and I can without any problem appreciate what they are doing, but give it a break. Don’t try to put a new label on it. I’d just as easy watch one of the other guys’ un-pretentious gritty, raw, plump exploitative flicks any day.


Image:
1.85:1 aspect ratio,

Audio:
French Dolby Digital 5.1 or dts with optional English subtitles.

Extras:
A five minute Behind the scenes making of Fat Girl featurette, two interviews at ten and fifteen minutes each with director Catherine Breillat. The French and the American trailers. One text essay and an interview with Breillat from French magazine Postif.

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

The Last Horror Movie


The Last Horror Movie
Directed by: Julian Richards, UK, 2003
Thriller / Horror, 80min
Distributed by: Nordisk Film [Region 2]


Story:
On a rental video tape called The Last Horror Movie, psychopathic murderer Max [Kevin Howarth] has inserted his own personal video diary depicting his thoughts and feelings about his killings and the philosophy he has to motivate his murders.


Me:

This movie was a surprise actually; I deliberately didn’t read any of the text on the cover and have tried to avoid reviews for the movie, so when I stumbled upon it for a bargain price and saw all the awards printed on the front of the cover I decided to give it a shot. It starts very typical to the American stalk and slash genre. A lonely woman late at night closing down the diner. There’s a new report warning about a serial killer who just escaped from prison and he obviously turns up at the diner after a few stereotype “is that you Betty - stop fooling around” shocks. Just ass the killer is about to strike, bzzzt white static and the clod grin of a middle aged guy with his dark hair combed back comes into the screen. You are now staring into the face of Max a self proclaimed psychopathic murderer. The small details sell this transition straight away, the obvious difference in quality from the opening sequence shot on film with an exaggerated lighting and the grainy video shot in existing light, the absence of a soundtrack the auto focus shifts as Max moves around in shot. In a manner that is taken right out of typical “video diary” style, which even director Richards claims was one of his inspirations, as he worked on such productions previously, the movie follows Max as he stalks and goes about his evil deeds. The way Richards has chosen to build his quite impressive movie is intelligent, he has Max taunting us and mocking us all the way through, even in the first scene with Max he teases with a few short clips of his killings. The deeper we get inside Max head, the more he taunts us. In once murder he even forces his camera assistant [Mark Stevenson] to not film the violent murders so that he after performing the deeds can ask us the question,
“Now ask yourself, did you really want to see that? I’m sure that you hate me now, but then why are you still watching?” Then we are forced to see the murders anyhow, and this works quite well all through the movie as Max plays emotional and psychological cat and mouse with us the voyeuristic viewer, because that’s what Richards reduces us to through this play with genres. The ending is somewhat of a let down, not plot wise, because the idea that this is all authentic could have played all the way out, and we could easily have returned to the final sequence of the opening movie. The tension builder that the video Max has taped over is his own hunting ground, by stalking the people who rent it, then confronting them with the fact that they have been watching real murders and why didn’t they question it or turn it off, before killing them, is good, really good. They take it so far that Max even asks the question, “How do you know that I’m not watching you right now? I may be out side, or even in your room!” it actually got me looking over my shoulder even though I knew it was only a movie and there was no way that “Max” could have been in the room. But then they end on regular end credits which just blows the atmosphere. I wish that they had been cooler and just played it all the way out and took it to the limit, which would have been so extreme. The other flaw is that they pull one victim or not surprise too many, there are several people who turn up on Max diary that are his mates or family members who he obviously never would harm. It works the first two times, but then the effect wares off and it gets predictable.

The movie is very reminiscent of films like Mc Naughton’s Henry Portrait of a Serial Killer 1986, and the late Rémy Belvaux C’est arrive près de chez vous [Man Bites Dog] 1992, harsh realistic violence, there’s a burning guy which is amazingly realistically done, the hand held gritty image, no soundtrack, an enigmatic but intriguing lead character, but it still manages to bring something fresh to the genre and I must say a movie really well done.

Image:
16.9 Anamorphic Widescreen, wonderful colours in the opening sequence, then grainy DV quality.

Audio:
Stereo 2.0. The simplicity works well for this movie.

Extras:
Commentary with director Julian Richards and lead actor Kevin Howarth, a ten minute featurette about the movie where Richards, Howarth, Mark Stephenson, special effect creator Paul Hyett (who went on to create the FX for Neil Marshalls amazing
The Decent 2005) and producer Zorana Piggot talk about the movie. A five minute featurette about the casting, four deleted scenes, the original trailer and a bunch of trailers for other titles available from Nordisk Film

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

The Ordeal


The Ordeal
Original Title: Calvaire
Directed by: Fabrice Du Welz, Belgium/France/Luxembourg, 2004 Drama / Horror, 98min Distributed by: Tartan Video

Story:
A travelling cabaret singer, Marc Stevens [Laurent Lucas] travels France leaving a trail of heartbroken women behind him. One night he has the misfortune of having his car breakdown in the middle of nowhere in the middle of a snowy winter storm. He soon stumbles across Boris [Jean-Luc Couchard] a strange guy looking for his runaway dog. Boris leads Marc to inn-keeper M. Bartel [Jackie Berroyer] who kindly offers to give Marc a room for the night and help him fix his car the following morning. But when Bartel seems more interested in keeping him around for company and trashes his broke down van, Marc starts to realise that this friendly sole has no intention of helping him and his terrifying ordeal is just about to begin.

Me:
This is a really wild and surreal movie to say the least. The journey that Belgian director Du Welz takes us on just gets darker and grimmer the deeper into the plot we get. What starts off as a somewhat cheesy and laughable opening quickly turns full circle and almost has the viewer gasping for air. It's very interesting that Du Welz tries to keep us distanced from Lucas character Marc, who from the start of the movie is arrogant and obnoxious to all the people he performs for, an old woman at the nursing home, and Mademoiselle Vicky [Brigitte Lahaie] the proprietor of the home, who even gives Marc an envelope with nude Polaroid’s of herself to lure him into some carnal pleasures. Even when Bartel has put him up for the night, served him breakfast and praised his angelic singing, Marc is patronizing. Not even the severe warning to keep away from the villagers makes any difference to Marc, he keeps has haughty attitude towards everyone in his surrounding. So when the shit hits the fan and Marc finds himself victim to horrendous abuse and humiliation, we don't feel sorry for him. We almost feel sympathetic towards Bartel and even Boris instead, which makes it harder to watch the torture that falls upon Marc. It's a very exciting approach which Du Welz manages to pull off, and it emphasizes the distance that we put between Marc and his ordeal. The closeness and love that the characters in the first quarter of the movie crave for is eventually force upon Marc and he has no where to go but into submission. The idea of Bartel transforming Marc into his ex wife is strange enough as it is, but the addition of the surreal village consisting only of men, and Robert Orton's [Phillipe Nahon] jealousy because Bartel's wife came back to him, yes Bartel's wife, not even Orton sees Marc as Marc any more, only the guise of Bartel's ex-wife, just take's it over the top. There are small scale events and larger scale events reflecting upon each other all through the movie which I found very fascinating too, Boris always looking for his lost dog, takes one of the villager’s calf which in his eyes is his dog, and his disillusion satisfy his needs. Bartel sees Marc as his ex wife who once was unfaithful to him with Orton, who also sees Marc as Bartel's wife, it's the same again, their disillusions satisfy their wants. Even tough it is a violent film, Du Welz keeps most of it off-screen and utilises reliable ways to create disturbing scenes which remind me of movies like Straw Dogs 1971, Texas Chainsaw Massacre 1974, and Misery 1990, and at the same time there's a dark comedic undertow throughout the entire movie which adds to the uncomfortable feeling that the movie evokes when you watch it. It's so bizarre that you want to laugh, but at the same time it's so bizarre that it scares you. It's tricky but it works and it makes an amazingly twisted movie.

Image:
The presentation is an Anamorphic 2.35:1 version, and the colours are wonderful. Lots of dark darks, strong reds and a cold winter grey look to the movie. English subtitles are available.

Audio:
Three tracks available, dts Digital surround, Dolby Digital 5.1 and Dolby Digital 2.0.

Extras:

Very sparse with the extras, but here you get quality instead of quantity. There's a half-hour Junket/featurette interview with director Du Welz who talks about the movie, it's background, his influences and his reflections on the movie, the original trailer and then Du Welz equally twisted short movie Quand on est amoureux c'est merveilleux 1999 [A Wonderful Love] about Lara [Edith Lemerdy] a lonely woman who will stop at nothing to be loved. It’s a dark, comedic and grotesque tale of violence, love and desire, which plays in the manner of Jörg Buttgereits Nekromantik 1987. Great stuff.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Jack the Ripper


Jack the Ripper
Directed by: Jesus Franco, Switzerland/West Germany, 1976
Horror / Thriller, 92min
Distribution by VIP

Story;
Classic tale of the infamous Victorian time murderer who officially slaughtered at least seven women in London's East End.


Me;
So perhaps sleaze monger Jesus Franco isn't everyone’s cup of tea. So it may well be. Crappy acting, terrible dubbing, atrocious camerawork, dreadful lighting and lashings of scantily clad men and women running all over on screen are just some of Franco’s trademarks, but somewhere at the root of all this is a true artist just dying to create that masterpiece to keep his flame alight. Sometimes Franco really gets it right, with the proper backing and people around him has managed to make a few gems of genre cinema, Gritos en la notche 1962, Vampyros Lesbos 1971, Sie tötete in Ekstase 1971, Jack the Ripper 1976,
Loveletters of a Portuguese Nun 1977 and Faceless 1988. These few grains of watch able movies do on the other hand not forgive the other 180+ movies that didn't manage to make an impression. But, and this is a big but, almost every Franco movie I have ever seen has one or a few scenes of brilliance that always make me sit thought the rest of the movie. I will never forget watching the terrible Tendre et perverse Emanuelle 1973*, and just fast forwarding just to get through it, and all of a sudden, there's a wild 360 degree pan round the boat. Round and round two laps, and there's not a ripple in sight on the water, and the way its shot is from the deck and then out away from the boat. I can still to this day not understand how he pulled it off, but it still remains one of the most impressive pan shots I have ever seen. Today with digital technology it would be easy as hell, but in 1973! I have no idea how he did it.

Anyhow, back to Jack the Ripper. Shot on location in Switzerland (with a bunch of stock shots from London of course) there's a decent mood to this one. Shot by cinematographer Peter Baumgartner, it's one of those movies that have a steady camera, instead of the ones Franco shot himself, where he has the camera going everywhere. The Swiss sets and locations in Zurich double for London without any problems. The movie obviously belongs to Klaus Kinski, as the mad Dr. Dennis Orloff/ Jack the Ripper [if you know your Franco you'd laugh now] He stalks women and slashes them to bits. Not much is on screen, but when it is its very seventies Euro gore. Hard and to the point. Constant co-star Lina Romay has a small part and meets the most visual death in the film, and Josephine Chaplin is Cynthia, the now separated wife of Andreas Mankoppf's
Inspector Selby who desperately wants to catch the fiendish Jack. In a sort of bizarre proof of love Cynthia takes upon her self to act as bait to lure the killer into being caught, and boy does he fall for it as she looks just like his whoring mother, who is to blame for his guilt ridden murders. In this, the last of four movies with Franco, I feel that Kinski is sort of under used here because he doesn't say much and mostly sits frowning. But there are parts where Kinski lets it all hang out and goes Kinski. Overall the feeling and obvious production values put into this movie make it the enjoyable piece of Euro horror that it is. There's an almost Hammerish feeling to it, with the period costumes, the sets and the look to the movie. Being a Franco movie it's no surprise that he stays close to the elements that he masters with most confidence and plays safe along the same lines as his other better movies do [his template movie being Gritos en la notche 1962]

Image:
Image wise it's a rather decent print, Anamorphic widescreen, enhanced for 16:9 and the colour tones are solid, and the print
has been supervised by the movies cinematographer Peter Baumgarten.

Audio:
Audio options on the disc are plenty, you can chose from the German, English, French or, Italian. The subtitles are the rather strange options of Finnish, Dutch or Greek. Although the audio of the English version is typical Euro trash standards, I'm positive that the VHS I owned years ago used to have more of a cockney tone to all the dialogue. Perhaps this also has been re-mastered for this director's edition.

Extras:
The extras on this disc almost make it worth the price of the disc itself. A deleted scene of more carnage, short but gruesome taken from an old 16mm print, the kind that you used to be able to hire before the golden age of Vhs claims the text. A seventeen minute long production report about the restoration of the series of Franco films released on DVD by Dietrich’s supervision. Production stills, and trailers for both
Jack the Ripper and Love Letters of Portuguese Nun. Cast & Crew bios, a factual text about Jack the Ripper's 1888 London, and info about the Jess Franco Collection. And finally a full length commentary by Dietrich with English subtitles. But the highlight of the extras on the disc is a rather polite homage/documentary about Franco as told by producer Erwin C Dietrich, who produced some 14-15 of Franco's movies. In one part he tells the tale of how he watched in shock upon the terrible quality of 99 Women 1969, the first movie he produced for Franco. Shot in existing light, focus coming and going, improvisation, etc the film looks nothing like the high quality Dietrich was accustomed to. But Franco stood his ground, he claimed that this was the look of movies now, rough, gritty as close to reality as possible. Dietrich states right out that Franco's ideas of his art, where the same as the Dogme'95 rules set up by Lars Von Trier, Thomas Vinterberg, Levring & Kragh-Jacobsen in 1995. A pretty decent homage if you ask me.

Overall a surprisingly good DVD release of one of Franco's better movies. It's going to be very interesting to check out the other Franco titles coming from VIP to see how long they can keep up the high quality.

*At least that's the film I recall it to be, if anyone knows better, let me know.

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