“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
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.
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 Santiago6 Minutes
A spoof
of Mexican wrestling movies.
~~God Is
Dead2:34
Arab On
Radar music video
~~Animated
Corpse3 Minutes
A quick
look into a teen girl summoning the undead to extract revenge on those tormenting her at school.
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.
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…”