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Exhumed & Exonerated: ‘Species’ (1995)

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Every decade has its ups and downs when it comes to cinema, no matter the genre. Horror fans love to loft on high the output of the ‘30s & ‘40s, the ‘70s & ‘80s, and the more recent decades. More often than not, however, the 1990s are labeled as the worst decade for the genre. Not only that, but ‘90s horror tends to be written off as a whole, beyond a handful of undisputed classics. The purpose of Exhumed & Exonerated: The ‘90s Horror Project, is to refute those accusations by highlighting numerous gems from the decade. Stone cold classics will be tackled in this column from time to time, but its main purpose will be to seek out lesser-known and/or less-loved titles that I think deserve more attention and respect from fans. Let the mayhem begin!

SPECIES

Directed by Roger Donaldson
Screenplay by Dennis Feldman
Produced by Frank Mancuso Jr. & Dennis Feldman
Starring Natasha Henstridge, Ben Kingsley, Michael Madsen, Marg Helgenberger, Forest Whitaker, Alfred Molina, and Michelle Williams.
Released on July 7, 1995

In 1974, S.E.T.I. (Search for Extra-Terrestrial Intelligence) sent the Arecibo Message out into the cosmos. Among many other tidbits of information, it contained details on human DNA and the Earth’s population at the time. In 1993, they received a response. The first bit of information returned to us gave humanity the formula for creating a new renewable energy source. The second part of the response dished out plans to splice alien DNA with our own. S.E.T.I. jumped with delight, of course, and set about growing some embryos based on the latter. After all, these unknown pen pals gave us a rad new fuel source, so why not trust in them enough to create an alien/human hybrid?

We all know this was a big mistake, but it’d be no fun if the film’s scientists hadn’t rolled with it. Personally, we also kind of had it coming. After all, we were dumb enough to send our biological and population information into the stars. That’s like a termite walking out of the wall in your house and announcing how many of them there are and where this nest is. It’s basically like placing an intergalactic “kick me” sign on our own backs.

Species - Xavier & Stephen

The film opens in media res, with all of the above already having occurred. We don’t find out the specifics until later on. Instead, the opening sequence relies more on emotion than information. We see a young girl residing in a quarantined environment, with some scientists looking on. Chief among them is Xavier Fitch (Ben Kingsley), who has a grim look upon his face. It soon becomes evident that they are terminating the girl, who is played by a young Michelle Williams for the first third of the film.

She looks confused and terrified at first, then downright sad once she realizes what is happening. Fitch himself begins to cry as well, as a team of technicians pumps cyanide gas into the girl’s chamber. Naturally this gaseous killshot has no effect on her and she escapes, necessitating the assemblage of a team of experts to track her down.

Our team is comprised of molecular biologist Dr. Laura Baker (Marg Helgenberger), anthropologist Dr. Stephen Arden (Alfred Molina), empath Dan Smithson (Forest Whitaker), and government assassin Preston Lennox (Michael Madsen). Fitch briefs them on the situation (where the above exposition comes in) and then joins them on their mission to take the girl, Sil, down.

They track her across the country as she leaves a few bodies in her wake, with most initial kills occurring out of fear or the need for survival. After gorging on food and cocooning herself, she emerges as a fully-formed adult woman, played by Natasha Henstridge in her debut role. From there on out, with her biological clock ticking, Sil is determined to find a suitable mate so that she can reproduce.

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I’m a sucker for monster movies, particularly science fiction-tinged ones. There’s just something about the melding of both the horror and sci-fi genres that speaks to me. Species has elements of both genres in spades; playing like an early-‘80s Corman riff on Alien, but with an A-picture budget. It even has the requisite nudity that old school Corman exploitation films always contained, although the results are less sleazy here.

The plot here is pretty standard fare, albeit with a higher budget than usual. When threatened, she morphs into her alien form, which comes courtesy of some absolutely fantastic physical effects created by the great Steve Johnson. We’re also treated to the occasional CGI version. Those particular FX shots are obviously dated now, but on the whole, they still work. Sil’s design was created by none other than H.R. Giger and much like his unforgettable work in Alien, she’s a pretty iconic creation.

Species is well-directed and the script is pretty tight, but what really elevates this film above your standard DTV monster movie fare is the cast. Everyone here is on point, with none of the main cast members phoning it in. Michael Madsen is an actor I like, but he’s often not used well in films, particularly recently. Quentin Tarantino has always managed to pull some nice performances out of him, but that’s not always true of other directors. Lucky for us, New Zealand-filmmaker Roger Donaldson (No Way Out, Thirteen Days) hews closer to the former than the latter.

Preston Lennox easily could have been your standard government stooge tough guy role, but Madsen plays him far more subdued than most might have. If the need calls for it, Lennox will immediately spring to action, but on the whole he is rather laid back. Instead of launching to the forefront in every situation, he often tends to hang back and just observe his surroundings. There’s an air of loneliness about him that makes for an interesting juxtaposition when you factor in his matter-of-factness. Ever the professional, Lennox knows his role and his mind is almost always on the job, which is something to be admired in a character that would now probably be blandly portrayed by Charlie Hunnam.

Species - Press & Laura

Alongside Madsen, Forest Whitaker is the other standout here, which should come as no surprise to anyone familiar with him. As psychically-gifted “empathy” Dan, Whitaker gets loads of scenery to chew on, though never goes over-the-top in his mastication. His abilities weird out his cohorts, but in the face of them all being on a manhunt for an alien/human hybrid, no screentime is wasted on the other characters scoffing at his gifts. Thankfully, they all just roll with it, which is positively refreshing.

The remaining three team members are all scientists and approach things from an entirely different perspective. Fitch seems utterly conflicted throughout; wanting to stamp out the obvious threat to humanity, but also utterly remorseful for having to kill what pretty much amounts to his adopted child. Baker and Arden seem bummed about the prospect of killing such an interesting specimen and are at first fascinated by all around them, but that too gives way to the mission at hand. All too often we are given a team full of in-fighting in a film like Species, making the lack of such a narrative crush yet another breath of fresh air.

Lastly, of course, is Sil herself. Both Michelle Williams and Natasha Henstridge sell her constant fear, sadness, and confusion extremely well. Combined, the performances manage to gel into this weird, innocent, and occasionally creepy character. It’s telling that Sil could have busted out of her cell at any time before the start of the film, but chose not to until she was endangered. The same goes for her first three kills.

The homeless man and the train worker are both killed out of fear, not malice. Hell, even her first mating kill is done in self-defense. After being taken home for sex by a man she meets in a club, Sil decides that he isn’t a suitable mate for her after all. Her initial instinct is to simply leave his home and seek another mate, leaving him unharmed. It isn’t until after he attempts to force himself on her that she lashes out and takes his life.

Species - Dan & Laura

This in turn informs her next sexual encounter, where Sil becomes more aggressive when it comes to making her desires known. Was Sil being rougher with her second suitor because she assumed the way her first suitor acted was how all human men were? It seems likely. Sil might be a sexually violent woman (something the film was criticized for upon release), but she was absolutely driven to it by male sexual aggression.

In a world where misogynists proclaim loudly that women are only here to look pretty and have babies, Sil has a counter-argument: men are only good for sperm and not all men are worthy of her sexual attention. This, along with her iconic look, makes her a rarity in the pantheon of memorable horror characters.

Species is not a perfect film, nor an underseen one (it did spawn 3 sequels, after all), but I do feel that it is an underrated one. It is well-directed, is tightly-paced, has stellar special FX, and contains good characters. It also has a great concept and monster design. That alone makes it worthy enough to be considered a good ‘90s horror film. Add in the fact that it is the inspiration for the “chupacabra” myth and there’s no denying Species‘ place in both film and cultural history.

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‘Amityville Karen’ Is a Weak Update on ‘Serial Mom’ [Amityville IP]

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Twice a month Joe Lipsett will dissect a new Amityville Horror film to explore how the “franchise” has evolved in increasingly ludicrous directions. This is “The Amityville IP.”

A bizarre recurring issue with the Amityville “franchise” is that the films tend to be needlessly complicated. Back in the day, the first sequels moved away from the original film’s religious-themed haunted house storyline in favor of streamlined, easily digestible concepts such as “haunted lamp” or “haunted mirror.”

As the budgets plummeted and indie filmmakers capitalized on the brand’s notoriety, it seems the wrong lessons were learned. Runtimes have ballooned past the 90-minute mark and the narratives are often saggy and unfocused.

Both issues are clearly on display in Amityville Karen (2022), a film that starts off rough, but promising, and ends with a confused whimper.

The promise is embodied by the tinge of self-awareness in Julie Anne Prescott (The Amityville Harvest)’s screenplay, namely the nods to John Waters’ classic 1994 satire, Serial Mom. In that film, Beverly Sutphin (an iconic Kathleen Turner) is a bored, white suburban woman who punished individuals who didn’t adhere to her rigid definition of social norms. What is “Karen” but a contemporary equivalent?

In director/actor Shawn C. Phillips’ film, Karen (Lauren Francesca) is perpetually outraged. In her introductory scenes, she makes derogatory comments about immigrants, calls a female neighbor a whore, and nearly runs over a family blocking her driveway. She’s a broad, albeit familiar persona; in many ways, she’s less of a character than a caricature (the living embodiment of the name/meme).

These early scenes also establish a fairly straightforward plot. Karen is a code enforcement officer with plans to shut down a local winery she has deemed disgusting. They’re preparing for a big wine tasting event, which Karen plans to ruin, but when she steals a bottle of cursed Amityville wine, it activates her murderous rage and goes on a killing spree.

Simple enough, right?

Unfortunately, Amityville Karen spins out of control almost immediately. At nearly every opportunity, Prescott’s screenplay eschews narrative cohesion and simplicity in favour of overly complicated developments and extraneous characters.

Take, for example, the wine tasting event. The film spends an entire day at the winery: first during the day as a band plays, then at a beer tasting (???) that night. Neither of these events are the much touted wine-tasting, however; that is actually a private party happening later at server Troy (James Duval)’s house.

Weirdly though, following Troy’s death, the party’s location is inexplicably moved to Karen’s house for the climax of the film, but the whole event plays like an afterthought and features a litany of characters we have never met before.

This is a recurring issue throughout Amityville Karen, which frequently introduces random characters for a scene or two. Karen is typically absent from these scenes, which makes them feel superfluous and unimportant. When the actress is on screen, the film has an anchor and a narrative drive. The scenes without her, on the other hand, feel bloated and directionless (blame editor Will Collazo Jr., who allows these moments to play out interminably).

Compounding the issue is that the majority of the actors are non-professionals and these scenes play like poorly performed improv. The result is long, dull stretches that features bad actors talking over each other, repeating the same dialogue, and generally doing nothing to advance the narrative or develop the characters.

While Karen is one-note and histrionic throughout the film, at least there’s a game willingness to Francesca’s performance. It feels appropriately campy, though as the film progresses, it becomes less and less clear if Amityville Karen is actually in on the joke.

Like Amityville Cop before it, there are legit moments of self-awareness (the Serial Mom references), but it’s never certain how much of this is intentional. Take, for example, Karen’s glaringly obvious wig: it unconvincingly fails to conceal Francesca’s dark hair in the back, but is that on purpose or is it a technical error?

Ultimately there’s very little to recommend about Amityville Karen. Despite the game performance by its lead and the gentle homages to Serial Mom’s prank call and white shoes after Labor Day jokes, the never-ending improv scenes by non-professional actors, the bloated screenplay, and the jittery direction by Phillips doom the production.

Clocking in at an insufferable 100 minutes, Amityville Karen ranks among the worst of the “franchise,” coming in just above Phillips’ other entry, Amityville Hex.

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The Amityville IP Awards go to…

  • Favorite Subplot: In the afternoon event, there’s a self-proclaimed “hot boy summer” band consisting of burly, bare-chested men who play instruments that don’t make sound (for real, there’s no audio of their music). There’s also a scheming manager who is skimming money off the top, but that’s not as funny.
  • Least Favorite Subplot: For reasons that don’t make any sense, the winery is also hosting a beer tasting which means there are multiple scenes of bartender Alex (Phillips) hoping to bring in women, mistakenly conflating a pint of beer with a “flight,” and goading never before seen characters to chug. One of them describes the beer as such: “It looks like a vampire menstruating in a cup” (it’s a gold-colored IPA for the record, so…no).
  • Amityville Connection: The rationale for Karen’s killing spree is attributed to Amityville wine, whose crop was planted on cursed land. This is explained by vino groupie Annie (Jennifer Nangle) to band groupie Bianca (Lilith Stabs). It’s a lot of nonsense, but it is kind of fun when Annie claims to “taste the damnation in every sip.”
  • Neverending Story: The film ends with an exhaustive FIVE MINUTE montage of Phillips’ friends posing as reporters in front of terrible green screen discussing the “killer Karen” story. My kingdom for Amityville’s regular reporter Peter Sommers (John R. Walker) to return!
  • Best Line 1: Winery owner Dallas (Derek K. Long), describing Karen: “She’s like a walking constipation with a hemorrhoid”
  • Best Line 2: Karen, when a half-naked, bleeding woman emerges from her closet: “Is this a dream? This dream is offensive! Stop being naked!”
  • Best Line 3: Troy, upset that Karen may cancel the wine tasting at his house: “I sanded that deck for days. You don’t just sand a deck for days and then let someone shit on it!”
  • Worst Death: Karen kills a Pool Boy (Dustin Clingan) after pushing his head under water for literally 1 second, then screeches “This is for putting leaves on my plants!”
  • Least Clear Death(s): The bodies of a phone salesman and a barista are seen in Karen’s closet and bathroom, though how she killed them are completely unclear
  • Best Death: Troy is stabbed in the back of the neck with a bottle opener, which Karen proceeds to crank
  • Wannabe Lynch: After drinking the wine, Karen is confronted in her home by Barnaby (Carl Solomon) who makes her sign a crude, hand drawn blood contract and informs her that her belly is “pregnant from the juices of his grapes.” Phillips films Barnaby like a cross between the unhoused man in Mulholland Drive and the Mystery Man in Lost Highway. It’s interesting, even if the character makes absolutely no sense.
  • Single Image Summary: At one point, a random man emerges from the shower in a towel and excitedly poops himself. This sequence perfectly encapsulates the experience of watching Amityville Karen.
  • Pray for Joe: Many of these folks will be back in Amityville Shark House and Amityville Webcam, so we’re not out of the woods yet…

Next time: let’s hope Christmas comes early with 2022’s Amityville Christmas Vacation. It was the winner of Fangoria’s Best Amityville award, after all!

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