Showing posts with label Blank From Hell. Show all posts
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Sep 29, 2011

SEPTEMBER 29, 2011

GENRE: BLANK FROM HELL, THRILLER

SOURCE: STREAMING (SCREENER)

If you follow me on Twitter (and I apologize if you do), then you’re probably privy to my minor problem with cockroaches at the Homestead Suites I stayed at in Austin (my complaints netted me a free night’s stay that I probably won’t use). And thus it’s a good thing that I saw Sleep Tight (Spanish: Mientras Duermes) once I was safely back at home, as one of the terrible things that the main character does to a girl he is obsessed with is to purposely cause an infestation of the damn things in her apartment. It was hard enough to sleep in my second room (the first I refused to stay in since the cockroach was seriously big enough to take an actual chunk of flesh); it would have been impossible after seeing this particular sequence.

On the other hand, I’d be more relieved that the staff there seemed too incompetent to do what Cesar the creepy concierge does in this movie. Had they had the ability to do simple things like check me out when I left (the person on duty didn’t know how), I might fear that they too would sneak into guests’ rooms, drug them, and do terrible things to them while they slept, having all of the keys and the illusion of trust on their side. There are minor spoilers ahead, and I think this is the sort of movie that works best the less you know, so stop reading if you don’t already know the plot!

As terrible as The Resident was, I’m now glad I saw it, as Sleep Tight covers similar territory. See, I know how badly this sort of story can be told, and that just makes me appreciate this movie all the more. Rather than reveal the true intentions of the “villain” via an overlong flashback montage a half hour in, the reveal here is much more subtle and thus more successful. In the brilliant opening reel, we see Cesar get out of the bed he is sharing with a beautiful woman, get dressed, and head downstairs to take his post as concierge. A few minutes later, when she comes down and makes small talk with him before going to work, we realize that she has NO IDEA that he was there. SO CREEPY!

In fact all of the reveals in the movie are along the same lines, letting the visuals slowly tell you what’s going on instead of beating you over the head with them. We see Cesar giving some money to a little girl, and later we realize why. There are a lot of great “question and answer” actions in the movie, such as the aforementioned infestation. He doesn’t just walk in with a box of roaches and dump them all over the floor – we just see him smearing what looks like dirty K-Y jelly all over her bathroom cabinet and such, thinking “What the hell is he doing?” and getting our answer a few minutes later. Hell even in the film’s one kill, something is dragged out for a while and it’s not until the conclusion of the sequence that his actions make total sense. It’s a terrific approach to this sort of thriller, which usually favors cheap thrills and an abundance of over-the-top theatrics over this sort of restrained sense of impending dread (again, like The Resident, or maybe The Roommate).

I also like how director Jaume Balagueró managed to make me anxious for such an awful person. As can be expected, there’s a sequence where he gets trapped in the apartment as a result of unexpected developments (namely, she doesn’t fall asleep when planned), and has to sneak around to get to the door without being seen by her or her boyfriend. It’s a wonderfully queasy moment when you realize that you’re hoping he gets out OK, and not discovered/beaten to a pulp, which is what SHOULD happen. It’s a testament to both Alberto Marini’s script and the performance of Luis Tosar as Cesar that even when you understand how far he’s been going, he’s still sort of likable and sympathetic.

And I really dug how smart he was. While most of these characters turn into blubbering morons whenever questioned by authority, he mostly manages to come off as unquestionably innocent when the cops talk to him about a few of the strange goings-on. He’s got a logical answer for everything and never really raises their suspicion any more than it already was – it’s a nice change of pace. Usually they start making up ridiculous stories and the cop will sort of play along in order to get him later, but here I got the impression that the cop was successfully convinced of his innocence. Or at least, not further convinced of his guilt.

I’ll keep this (relatively) short because I feel like I’ve already spoiled too much, and if the movie has one flaw is that the 3rd act feels a bit stripped down, which I can’t really go into without REALLY spoiling things. So let’s just leave it at this: Balagueró has made his best solo film yet here (and that it’s the first he didn’t also write might be a clue to further success), and while it’s not a traditional horror movie, it’s actually creepier and scarier than the full blown horror efforts I saw at the festival. Recommended!

What say you?

P.S. The soundtrack is great and surprisingly all English language, including a Buckcherry number, of all things. I hope that the songs are retained for the film’s US release. The subtitles were also among the best I saw at Fantastic Fest – shouldn’t be something I’d have to point out but alas, most of them were awful.



Sleep Tight (2011)

By: Abdallh Gamal on: 4:19 PM

Jan 21, 2009

JANUARY 21, 2009

GENRE: BLANK FROM HELL
SOURCE: DVD (ONLINE RENTAL)

In my review for one of the other "6 Films To Keep You Awake", I pointed out how each disc seemed to have a theme. Disc 1 was abortion, Disc 2 was children. Well, Disc 3 is “actual horror movies”. Also great ones. And while Baby’s Room had a few minor issues, the only problem I had with To Let (Spanish: Para Entrar A Vivir) is that it was too damn short (68 minutes!), but like Inside (78 minutes), rather than a 90 minute movie with slow parts, you get a relentlessly paced adrenaline burst without any worthless filler.

See, the movie starts off like a typical haunted house movie. Our working class couple needs a new place, but aren’t exactly rich. So they go look at this “amazing deal” apartment. So I’m thinking, OK, they take the place even though it’s not perfect, and then they hear noises and see things and blah blah”. And even as I was thinking that, all of a sudden, 10 minutes into the movie, the landlord begins beating the husband over the head, blood spraying everywhere. Holy shit!

For the next 55 minutes, we get what is almost a realtime account of our heroine (the wonderfully attractive Macarena Gomez*) trying to escape the landlord, who is sort of Stepfather-y in her desires to achieve perfection, except she doesn’t waste any time beating her subjects into submission. There is another family living there, all chained up and severely shell-shocked, and some other minor developments that mix it up a bit, but for the most part it’s just landlord v. tenant. Things rarely slow down, and even when they do it’s still suspenseful and unnerving.

What I really dug is how it seemed like it was going off into supernatural territory every now and then, only to quickly reveal the very ordinary (and chilling) reasons for these things. Like I said, it starts off like a typical haunted house movie; at one point the couple sees a photo of themselves on the shelf of the apartment they just entered for the first time. You might think it’s a riff on The Shining or whatever, but then the brain-beatings begin and you forget all about it. Then later, Macarena opens a fridge and discovers that it’s filled with the Mexican yoo-hoo drink she loves. Again, you might think it’s some sort of “the house will give you everything you need” thing, but a flashback explains that the landlord has been stalking them for quite some time.

I also like how the landlord gets her ass kicked as much as the hero. The heroine stays relatively unharmed, but both landlord and the husband are covered in blood (more shades of Inside) by the end of the film. It’s actually pretty impressive how gory this movie is when you consider the borderline non-existent body count (I’m actually unsure if ANYONE actually dies in the movie).

I want to quickly mention two soundtrack choices. One is the song during the end credits, which sounds like “A Little Respect” as imagined by Los Lobos. The other is Macarena’s ringtone, which is Hot Butter’s addictive song “Popcorn”. I actually started imagining the state of mind of someone who would take the time to download that as a ringtone. It’s the catchiest song you’ve never heard of (or, you just went on Youtube and looked up the song and went “oh THAT’S what that song is called!”).

Another thing that tickled me was the operator that she calls early on in the film when shit first starts going down. Granted her story probably sounds a bit silly, but the operator just seems borderline retarded; unable to comprehend even basic sentences. I was really hoping for a scene at the end of the film where she tracks the operator down and kills her in cold blood as a means of payback.

The making of is like all the others on this set; filled with blurry faces and everyone talking about how great everyone else was. The post house that edited them all clearly didn’t really care about mixing things up between them, so after 6 movies I was pretty sick of what was almost the exact same piece for each movie (which is a shame since this was my favorite movie of the bunch). Plus this one was needlessly stretched into a full frame image, so it was annoying to watch as well. Blah.

What say you?

*Sister of Cotton Eyed Joe Gomez, I believe.

To Let (2006)

By: Abdallh Gamal on: 5:41 PM

Nov 9, 2008

NOVEMBER 9, 2008

GENRE: BLANK FROM HELL

SOURCE: THEATRICAL (REVIVAL SCREENING)

The best thing about The Stepfather is that it first took me forever for me to accept Terry O'Quinn as John Locke on Lost, as he was just so damn iconic in this role. But after almost 5 years of "The Island brought us here!" , and the fact that I haven't seen Stepfather (or it's way better than expected first sequel) in like 20 years, now it's hard for me to picture "Locke" as a guy who would possibly stab a little puppy.

Well, maybe crazy 3rd season Locke, but he's OK now.

But he sells this movie and singlehandedly elevates it out of generic serial killer movie land. Jerry Blake's complete belief in that what he's doing is OK never falters, and O'Quinn is effortlessly perfect in selling that idea. Like near the end of the film, when he uses the wrong name in front of his soon-to-be-"ex"-wife. Other, shittier movies would have the character panic, and/or try to cover his blunder with another lie, but Blake acts as if he merely dialed a wrong number. "Who am I here?" he wonders. It's a great little bit.

The opening of this movie is still one of the best in horror history too. Despite sort of being spoiled by the blood on his face/clothes, we watch Blake shave his beard (a hint I did not take!) and apparently get ready for work. Then he heads downstairs, and nonchalantly heads out the door, past the corpses of his entire step-family. Holy shit! When I saw it as a kid, this freaked me out so much. Now, of course, being a bit buzzed and watching it at 1 am in a theater in which I sometimes spy cockroaches, I just laugh and cheer along with everyone else.

The funniest (in terms of ironic revival viewers) thing in the movie has to be the guy who spends the entire movie seeking Blake, as it was his sister and family that were shown dead in the opening scene. He's super cheesy, and when he finally finds Jerry, he shows up at the house and gets killed instantly. Dick Hallorann launched a more effective rescue. But that's just part of what makes this movie work; it's refreshingly simple. There are no plot twists, no multiple red herrings, nothing beyond what is necessary. They don't even waste time making Jill Schoelen (who has a nude scene, something I DEFINITELY didn't remember. Stupid 8 year old BC!) suspicious of the guy; she's pretty much calling him a psycho from her first scene with him. If anything, it COULD use a bit of that, as it does get a bit slow at times, due to the fact that Jerry doesn't re-snap until the final two reels, which means a lot of scenes of people just sort of watching each other.

Another thing I did not recall from my youth was the cheesy score. It's a bit Nightmare on Elm St-y at times, and while that score is perfect for that movie, the style doesn't really fit this one. Blake's whistling of "Camptown Races" is far more creepy than any of the score by Patrick Moraz.

Still, minor complaints for a minor gem. Region 1 never got a DVD release (I don't think any of them are on DVD, actually), but I'm sure the upcoming remake (from the Prom Night folks!) will change that. Hopefully someone will put out Jeff Burr's sequel as well, as it was a very worthy followup (and had a fucking awesome blood-soaked finale at a wedding!).

What say you?

The Stepfather (1987)

By: Abdallh Gamal on: 12:36 PM

 
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