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“But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.” ISAIAH 64:6

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ACNE

A “Camp” fire tale for the post-graduate crowd

Some filmmakers like to parody their favorite directors. Others travel the road of homage. There’s a fine line between satire and tribute. It takes skill and thought to pull off the fusion of respect without losing originality—few can do it right. One that has is Rusty Nails. His film: Acne.

While taking place in modern time, Nails chooses to set the tone of his film after the 1950s and 60s b&w horror films, most notable George Romero’s Night of the Living Dead. With its stark look and feel, and choice of music, the films intro harkened me back to a dark theater that early summer decades ago, watching Romero’s seminal classic. Acne opens with a lab-coated scientist, at the shoreline in front of Shale Oil, retrieving a water sample. His hand is instantly scalded, an over the top bubbling grossness which lends a “poke fun” silliness prevalent in Roger Cormans early work.

Nails surrounds the framework of this horror campiness with a deeper foundation, as this film reveals itself as an exploration of the jaded imagery exposing a world that simply doesn’t care.

The stereotypes begin early, as Nails pushes the limits of absurdity by creating so many over the top characters, with intentions so obvious that he has no interest in hiding them. Shale Oil is responsible for the leak into the water supply of the small town of Barrington, New Jersey. The prevailing opinion of the company heads is that the exposure does not qualify for concern, seeing as its limits meet government standards of being within “acceptable margins”. As the teenagers of the small town start drinking the water, however, the truth becomes the beginning of a nightmare. The teens turn into “Zitheads”, as large pus ‘volcanoes’ erupt atop their heads. The teens initial panic gives way to catatonia, leading them to shamble about mindlessly looking to rub anything greasy or chocolaty onto their heads. That’s right, a mindless gang of junk food zombies, with erupting pus spreading their disease to other teens unlucky enough to meander upon their once friends.

Mershey Chocolate Corporation responds to the growing crisis with measures ensuring a huge rise in their profit potential. They create a ‘contained panic’ by rationing chocolate. With the military in their back pocket, the stage is set for Nails vision of true horror: over the top manipulation of authority.

The teenage victims, on the other hand, are downplayed so as to suggest their lives are normally heavily medicated. Nails plays one of the leads, Zoë, who with his sister Franny (Tracey Hayes) lead the lumbering charge to find some meaning from the ordeal while worrying if their parents will notice that they have gone missing.

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THE MILITARY MOVE IN TO POP THE ZITHEADS

The Zithead make-up is clearly primitive, no more elaborate then a bald cap shaped into a volcano cone; the Zit. I’ve read a lot of criticism as to the shoddiness of the make-up, but aware his budget was near non-existent, Nails seems to have chosen to be deliberate with the fact that the skin lines were apparent, the characters hair color was visible through the caps, and indeed embraced the fakeness of the look. This isn’t a film concerned with the accuracy of the characters portrayals of actions or motivations, or the sharpness in cinematic camera shots and angles, or painting a typical picture of spreading horror, but of sticking to the gathering absurdity and predictability of greedy corporations in taking advantage of a situation, and showcase how low the “upper class” sees the general public.

In the end, Acne serves as a circus mirror distortion to how segments of our society interface, with contempt, manipulation, and a ‘don’t care/can’t be bothered’ attitude. An interesting and strange love relationship between two military investigators ignites into a gushy love bond that rapidly dissolves as she begins to reject him as he goes bald. This is one of the many ‘plot within a plot’ studies Nails explores, this one on the shallowness of relationships over appearances. There are many more here. The army general in charge happens to be a peace worshiping Buddhist; sleazy guys selling candy bars from trunks of cars; main characters opining over how to fulfill their ‘existential destinies’, complete with taunts such as “You’re more angst ridden then I am!”

For those who only see horror as a quick escape into senseless gore to remind themselves their lives aren’t that bad won’t come away with much after watching Acne. But those who like to be challenged to dig deep into themselves and be exposed to the true horrors that exist in everyday life, the payoffs are huge indeed. If you’ve ever commented on Romero’s social messages within his zombie quartet, then you will have much fuel for debate with this film.

And by the way, be warned: once you watch Acne, it will haunt you every time you go to pop a zit.

 

Ó 2002 New Eye Films

80 minutes

Video extras:

~~Blood Drinkers 

A 3-minute trailer recreating a true zombie attack reminiscent of the original NOTLD.

~~El Santiago      6 Minutes

A spoof of Mexican wrestling movies.

~~God Is Dead  2:34

Arab On Radar music video

~~Animated Corpse   3 Minutes

A quick look into a teen girl summoning the undead to extract revenge on those tormenting her at school.

 

ZITHEADS ATTACK THE PARTY STORE
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PURVOS---Coming Soon
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The Newest Killer Clown..and Conrad Brooks

Grits and Ghouls
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HIDE AND CREEP

Written/Directed by Chuck Hartsell and Chance Shirley

Ever catch the late night a.m. radio show Coast-To-Coast with Art Bell? I would listen in while driving home after second shift, as Bell covered hours on subjects like Bigfoot, black helicopters, poltergeists, and of course every single facet of alien conspiracy you might ever think of, and some more you haven’t. It’s surprising how many experts they find to interview on aspects of alien infiltration, parallel universes, anal probing, cow mutilation and so on. You know, the plots to every sci-fi movie ever made, brought to light by slews of confirmation callers, all of whom seem to be awake at 3:00 a.m. to listen and phone in.

Since the bulk (all fiber jokes aside) of alien probe encounters seem to originate in the Southeast, it seems a good premise as the explanation for this latest takeover by southern zombies. The good citizens of Hornsby, Alabama are all too ready to believe the conspiracy angle for the sudden rash of undead sightings.

Co-director Chuck Hartsell and writer/co-director Chance Shirley use the radio scare premise for the launching point as this latest zombie romp, Hide and Creep. The film is a take off from the two minute short film Hartsell made with his brother Chris titled Birthday Call, (and is included in the DVD extras). Hide and Creep plays with the famous Southern laid-back I was meaning to get around to that attitude that carries through even during a zombie invasion.

Hartsell plays Chuck, a video store owner who finds himself having a hard time keeping his stock of zombie films on the shelf, as every loyal Coast-to-Coast listener in the town is renting them to try and learn how to prepare against the growing rumors of the dead coming to life. It seems perfect irony that Plan 9 From Outer Space is playing on the TV in the store as Chuck hangs up in exasperation over a customer's insistence about the impending invasion. When he is attacked and forced to kill a decomposing thief, Chuck is suddenly drawn into the conflict.

Chuck dumps the body off at the sheriff's office, finding out, as do the many more that are calling that, of course, the sheriff is out of town. The secretary, Barbara (Melissa Bush) is left with the corpse, a sticky note on its forehead bearing Chuck’s number. Naturally the dead body awakens, leaving Barbara to dispatch it and call in retired deputy Chris (Chuck Hartsells brother Chris) to help get a handle on things.

Meanwhile, at the Thorsby Gun Club, owner Keith (Kyle Holman, from Sleep Away Camp 3 and sounding and looking eerily like Billy Bob Thornton) is initiating some friends over the pluses of joining the club (mainly the Spice channel on satellite) when they have a comic run-in with a building horde of zombies cutting through the surrounding woods. The surviving group load up in a pick-up and go zombie hunting.

Tying the alien angle together is Mike (Michael Shelton), who falls naked from a tree at the start of the film, discovering his girlfriend and beloved 64 and a half Mustang both missing. He meets up with the main group, and as his back-story unfolds we see that aliens are perhaps to blame after all.

As you could tell, this is a horror/comedy. But it's not a parody. It doesn't poke fun of the genre, like the Scary Movie series; it reflects the writer/directors love for the zombie domain, and exaggerates southern behavior to most interruptions of a slow paced life. It’s similar to how Shaun of the Dead reflects British culture. The references to previous zombie films in Hide and Creep, as in Shawn of the Dead are conscious shout outs to the hardcore fans. I won’t compare the two beyond that, as you can't get more opposite then southern U.S. and Great Britain. I know, my father's a hillbilly and my mother was from England. I grasp and appreciate both cultures references.

Hide and Creep has a few problems. The department of homeland defense agent F (John Walker) pops into the film draped in a parachute, ready to tackle the R.C. (reanimated corpse) problem. It’s a hokey intro that had me moaning out loud. The movies make-up was uneven, falling short for the many zombie extras. Their make-up seemed more suited for a company Halloween party then even a micro budget horror flick. I look at these flaws as first time moviemakers’ missteps. One can tolerate limited acting skills, and use of clichés, but things like these pulls me out of the story rather than creating plot flow.

On the whole, I found myself laughing out loud many times during this film. Sticky notes on a dead man's head (sounds like a pirate ditty), zombie hunter Ted's droopy eyed look as he tries to eat his own hand, and the entire hilarious Downtown Foods shopping center scenes had me rewinding back to watch them over again. “I’d like to remind everyone that even though we’re in the middle of an unholy siege, Downtown Foods is still open for business.

Hartsell’s memorable dialogue sums the film up nicely. "I don’t know if they’re zombies in the traditional Haitian voodoo sense of the word. They’re bodies of the dead come back to life craving human flesh.”

The movie was filmed on Super 16 mm and comes in at 85 minutes with wide screen presentation. Straight forward shooting, nice pacing, a few twists to add to the already encyclopedic sized zombie lore, and an unexpected Andromeda Strain ending make it an rewarding view.

Thai Horror Anthology
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BANGKOK HAUNTED

Released by Panik House Productions

 

I love anthologies. Be it short story collections, classic TV thrillers like Twilight Zone and Outer Limits, or movie anthologies. I like getting a wider selection for my choosing, more prospect for something that will strike my fancy. I've learned from writing flash fiction (stories containing roughly 100 to 300 words) you have to make every action count. Good short fiction needs to be tightly plotted, trimmed of all waste, and still pack a punch. And while most new horror DVDs clock in between 75-80 minutes long, many still drag on like reading War and Peace.

Bangkok Haunted has created a unique balance of tight, packed stories, and still boasts a running time of 130 minutes (for those who like to buy their products in bulk). The stories in this trilogy average 35 minutes, with the tie in story of three girls at a pub weaving them together. Highly stylized, visually stunning, these short tales touch wildly differing aspects of the study of Asian ghost legends and beliefs. The Asian culture is deeply steeped in karma, and study into their beliefs with spirits tends towards bad deeds being paid for in kind. Thai horror leans on topics such as love gone wrong, revenge stretching through generations, and innocents used to bring about the ends.

The anthology begins with Legend of the Drum, where female antiques dealer Jieb (Pramite Pimsoree) by chance receives an ancient ceremonial drum amongst a shipment. While trying to find the owner, she discovers it's horrible past, set in 1918 feudal Thailand.

The back-story focuses on Paga (also Pimsoree), a dancer with one too many suitors. Jealousy, revenge and reincarnation intertwine the two girls Jieb and Paga as this story progresses.

The second tale, "Black Magic Woman, opens with young Pan (Dawan Singha-Wee), whose lack of success in finding romance is given an unusual boost from her sexually charged neighbor, in the form of a small bottle of perfume she calls "Black Magic Woman". There is success in its first application, but Pan’s conquests quickly veer into carnage. When the secret of the scents origin is revealed, the viewer's foreboding turns to revulsion. This is by far the most visually gory of the trilogy, one that fans of alarming scares will be satisfied with.

The trilogy climaxes with Revenge. The story most resembles live action Manga, as police officer Nop (Pete Thong-Jeur) enters the scene looking like a model for an anime artist. He is investigating the apparent hanging suicide of Gunya (Kay KanYanut), and is the only one convinced it was murder. As he investigates further, we find out the real clues are hidden inside him, as Gunya’s spirit calls out to him to solve her death.

While fully embracing Western comforts, the Asian culture is vastly different than ours. Their roots are very imperialistic, so their attitudes of class structure and instilled respect are sometimes difficult to grasp. It is evident in viewing this film. Its structure is tight, clean and orderly, with no shots wasted, all necessary angles lit, and all acting in order.

The half-hour behind the scenes feature exposes this even deeper. As director Pisuth Praesang-Iam describes the main character Pan from Black Magic Woman, he goes into a revealing dissertation on how it's every 20 something girl's dream to have a steady relationship with a strong man she can feel safe with, and this is her motivation to use the magic scent.

The behind-the-scenes feature is formatted to seem like an exposé piece, weaving disturbing events during filming that leave the viewer more prepared to believe the film's premise. Stories of a crewmembers possession and subsequent exorcism, and real-life crime history from set locations abound to tantalize the viewer.

My favorite report was the use of Dr. Rojjanasunum, an advisor of medical jurisprudence, who was an on set expert to advise the special effects crew on developing authentic looks for the hanging corpse. She then reveals how the crew shot a scene inside her actual autopsy room, using a genuine corpse for some close-up shots.

Mars Attacks Asylum Style
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H.G. WELL’S WAR OF THE WORLDS

Directed by David Michael Latt

 

When producers at Asylum home entertainment heard the announcement that DreamWorks was preparing to release a blockbuster sized version of the H. G. Wells classic War of the Worlds, they considered a way to hitch onto Spielberg’s juggernaut publicity wagon by beating them to the punch. Producer Sherry Strain contacted Asylum director and main editor David Michael Latt about a script he had written the year before titled Invasion. The film was a conglomeration of various sci-fi themes, but was most notably an inspired homage to Wells 1898 parable of one man's quest to survive an alien invasion in Victorian England. The push was on; the race to beat DreamWorks to the awaiting public began.

Latt was presented with an interesting problem. Knowing he couldn't match the financial cash cow feature Spielberg was completing, he decided to retool the film to confront a more intimate character study. With talent like C. Thomas Howell, Jake Busey and Andy Lauer on board he knew he had the palate to work with. He brought in veteran screenwriter Carlos De Los Rios, the writer of the 2000 film Playing Mona Lisa, to flesh out the characters dialogue.

From the beginning Latt was focusing the project to one characters reaction to having everything pulled away from him. "I refer to it as The Pianist," says Latt, "except with aliens instead of Nazis.”

The story starts with George Herbert  (Howell, with a word play on Herbert George Wells) an astrophysicist, ready to enjoy a trip to D.C. with his wife Felicity (Tinarie Van Wyk) and eight year-old son Alex (Howell’s actual son Dashell).

In an ominous precursor, Alex and George view a meteor in the backyard telescope, immediately followed by a call from George's brother Max (Peter Greene) at the observatory. Over his wife's protests at the interruption of their tenth wedding anniversary, he sends them both off ahead to D.C., and travels to the observatory. Thus launches the classic alien conflict.
     His car dies, a meteor crashes, and he runs uphill to join other onlookers above the enormous smoking crater. Bring on the aliens. Hostile aliens. The spiral begins.

Howell plays his role believably, his first encounters with the invaders seeing his demeanor as if his mind has shattered. Through the pace of the film and the characters he encounters, he deals with first society crumbling, then his spirituality removed and finally humanity itself brought to the brink of extinction.
     Early on he's introduced to Sgt. Kerry Williams (Asylum regular Andy Lauer), separated from his Army unit and joining George on the run. We see the early crumble of society's conventions with an almost total lack of defense against the tremendous onslaught, signifying the melting of the glue that holds our structured lives together.

At this point, Herbert’s entire focus is in making it to his brother Max. George is convinced Max will have an answer to solve all this mayhem. He and Lauer trudge off to find Max (Peter Greene, veteran of 36 films, including the memorable character Zed from Pulp Fiction). Though featured on the DVD cover and film trailer as a major player, his role is little more than three hours of prep makeup to deliver a few well-pained lines before shuffling off to bigger roles.

George and Sgt. Williams soon get separated and George collapses sick in a truck. Found and cared for by Pastor Victor (Rhett Giles, another Asylum regular), focus shifts to George making it to D.C. to find his family. Victor is steadfastly convinced the invasion is the end of days as spoke of in the Bible and refers to the alien invaders as demons. As the two are trapped in the basement of a house by the landing of yet another meteor, we witness the emotional grappling then eventual abandonment of Pastor Victor's faith. Guiles does a skillful job in conveying the conversion, as first his soul is stripped from him, then his life. Once again George is on his own, escaping while society and spirituality have been pulled from him.

He meets up again with Sgt. Williams, now aligned with a survivalist group made up of the surviving military led by Lieutenant now self proclaimed General Samuelson (Jake Busey, with another one day role). Busey revels in spewing out his mantra of destroying the aliens and reforming society into an image he can have control over. It doesn't take much to throw this group into carnage and find George alone, humanity now stripped away.

Shell shocked, totally numb, he eventually makes it to what's left of D.C., a destroyed and burned out shell of a city, and in true War of the World fashion, the movie ends with, while not as much a glimmer of hope, at least a twinkle.

Latt is a meticulous editor for Asylum, which translates well to their style of low budget fast turnout films. Effectively prepared, Latt wrapped principal filming in 16 days, while final edits including special effects added an additional four.

Special effects coordinator Michael Kallio brought that Asylum trademark of gore galore to good application. One of the best moves for the film was bringing in William Polowski as visual effects supervisor. Polowski, veteran of projects such as Stargate, Last Action Hero, Star Trek Six, along with Stewart Burris as 3D animation director, worked to provide a tricky mix for the alien walking machines, blending an organic and mechanical look.

War of the Worlds is 16:9 wide-screen 5.1 Dolby mix. Special features on the DVD offer two audio commentaries, one by the director and actors Lauer and Giles, with a phone in by Howell at the finish. A visual effects "How did they do that" documentary is an informative storyboard to screen discussion of the alien crafts, coming in on the short end at 3 minutes 45 seconds. Another behind-the-scenes piece is longer at 14 minutes, offering revealing interviews. A deleted scenes feature offers a few minutes of extensions to scenes in the film while the out takes have a lot of fun moments of C. Thomas Howell goofing on set.

“…where malignant lips kiss the fingers of a hand washing germaphobe, and flicks a scabby tongue across his sweaty palm…”