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The Conspiracy Is No Longer a Theory – Revisiting Midway’s ‘Area 51’

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Dreamland. Groom Lake. Homey Airport. All aliases for the infamous military base popularly known as Area 51. While it was only officially acknowledged by the US government in 2013, Area 51 has fascinated conspiracy theorists everywhere since the 1950s with wild reports of UFOs, advanced technological marvels and horrific experiments being conducted in the seemingly peaceful Nevada desert. With all the recent memes regarding the “Storm Area 51, They Can’t Stop All of Us” Facebook event, I was soon reminded of that one time when videogames took us where no civilian has gone before through an underrated first-person-shooter.

This story begins back in 2005, when you’d be hard-pressed to find an FPS title that wasn’t somehow related to World-War II. Back then, I didn’t really mind, as I was sort of a history buff growing up and it always felt strangely compelling to go back in time to fight the Axis. However, one of the few things I loved more than history was conspiracy theories (though the two often go hand-in-hand), so imagine my surprise when I visited the local game store and came across a mysterious little case prominently featuring a stern-looking Grey Alien on the cover as it proudly announced that “the conspiracy is no longer a theory”. The game, of course, was Midway’s Area 51.

While it’s technically a remake of the homonymous arcade shooter from 1995, Midway’s take on the franchise had few connections to the original title, taking its cues from both real-life rumors surrounding the notorious base and its references in popular culture as they attempted to craft a unique experience. This led to the development of a blockbuster shooter that also doubles as a goldmine of conspiracy theory material for tin-foil hat enthusiasts everywhere.

The game’s star-studded cast was also noteworthy at the time, with the military specialist protagonist Ethan Cole being brought to life by none other than The X-Files David Duchovny. While his deadpan delivery and gritty internal monologue added a much-needed dose of (arguably unintentional) humor and heart to the game, Duchovny would also be joined by veteran character actors like Ian Abercrombie and Powers Boothe as he ventured into a locked down Area 51, dealing with otherworldly horrors along the way.

I like to think that this game takes place in the same universe as “Destroy All Humans”.

Of course, I haven’t even mentioned the strangest cast member yet, as Cole eventually stumbles upon a survivor of the original 1947 Roswell crash played by Marilyn friggin’ Manson! Codenamed “Edgar”, this injured extraterrestrial sympathizes with your cause and guides the player through telepathic commands as you continue your journey through the hellish base. Add in enemy soldiers working for the Illuminati and viral infections that basically give you super-powers and you have one hell of a fun time on your hands, with the game alternating between traditional squad-based shooting and full-blown horror segments.

Area 51 doesn’t quite reinvent the gameplay wheel (and it does feature several frustrating sequences), but the squad-based moments are consistently intense, the weapons are satisfying to use and I particularly enjoy how you’re eventually infected by the very virus you’ve been sent to contain, temporarily transforming the player into a bloodthirsty monster with a disgusting (albeit useful) set of mutant powers.

Funnily enough, the game actually reminds me a lot of Half-Life: Opposing Force, that award-winning expansion pack where you play as one of the soldiers sent to cleanse the Black Mesa Facility (which was already a clever analog for Area 51) of all aliens and witnesses. I can’t honestly sit here and claim that Area 51 was as ground-breaking as Half-Life, but both games are hellbent on extracting as much tension as possible from a single interesting location, almost turning it into a character in and of itself in an attempt to create a memorable gaming experience. Half-Life may be the superior game, but you’ve got to hand it to Midway for crafting a fun experience for the Conspiracy Theory freaks out there.

Beyond fiendish pacts with alien races and deadly plots to establish a New World Order, the game is also chock-full of references to popular culture. Once you get the hang of using Cole’s scanning device on characters and environments, you’ll be rewarded with horrific little tidbits regarding the base’s past, not to mention occasional nods to classic sci-fi flicks and even other games. However, one of my favorite Easter-eggs lies in a secret chamber filled with sharks with frickin’ lasers on their heads in a silly homage to Austin Powers.

Equal parts goofy and creepy.

In fairness, there are many other standout moments here, like when you ascend onto the movie set where Stanley Kubrick allegedly faked the moon landing (hilariously accompanied by a rendition of Thus Spoke Zarathustra), or when you finally catch a glimpse of Grey Aliens performing gruesome medical procedures on unwilling human specimens. Area 51 might not break the mold with its gameplay formula, and it could be argued that the story doesn’t take full advantage of the cast and setting, but moments like these are proof that this is still an incredibly entertaining romp through one of America’s most fabled locations.

Apparently, I’m not the only one who thinks so, as back in 2007 comic-book legend Grant Morrison (Happy!, Doom Patrol) was hired to adapt the game’s story into a screenplay. Sadly, the project ultimately fell through and it doesn’t seem like we’ll be seeing this game-turned-movie any time soon. It’s a huge shame, since I would have to loved to see them bring back Duchovny and Manson in a live-action production. That same year, however, the game was also followed up by a nearly unrelated “sequel” called Blacksite: Area 51, though that title failed to reach the heights of its predecessor and wasn’t well-regarded commercially or critically.

Unfortunately for gamers with an urge to unearth government secrets, Area 51 is now considered abandonware, as Midway Games closed its doors nearly a decade ago and the game never even made its way onto Steam (though it was released on Windows platforms alongside consoles). There are reports of a single dedicated fan remastering the game to work on modern computers, but at this point I doubt the game will ever see another official release. That being said, if you ever manage to track down a copy and are willing to overlook a handful of minor flaws, I believe you’ll find a memorable shooter that’s sure to entice conspiracy theorists of all ages. Plus, it’s great practice for folks who plan on storming the base in September, so why not revisit this forgotten gem?

Born Brazilian, raised Canadian, Luiz is a writer and Film student that spends most of his time watching movies and subsequently complaining about them.

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5 Deep Cut Horror Movies to Seek Out in May 2024

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Pictured: 'The Bone Snatcher'

New month, new horror recommendations from Deep Cuts Rising. This installment features one random pick as well as four selections reflecting the month of May 2024.

Regardless of how they came to be here, or what they’re about, these past movies can generally be considered overlooked, forgotten or unknown.

This month’s offerings include a self-loathing serial killer, a violinist’s murderous ghost, and a postmodern vamp flick.


Scream, Pretty Peggy (1973)

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Pictured: Ted Bessell and Sian Barbara Allen in Scream, Pretty Peggy.

Directed by Gordon Hessler.

The TV-movie Scream, Pretty Peggy first aired as part of ABC Movie of the Week. Bette Davis plays the mother of a reclusive sculptor (Ted Bessell), and after the previous housekeeper goes missing, a local college student (Sian Barbara Allen) fills the position. Little does she know, though, the young employee’s predecessor was murdered — and the killer is still on the loose.

Admittedly, Scream, Pretty Peggy isn’t difficult to figure out; its inspiration is obvious. However, Bette Davis’ overstated performance and the son character’s macabre artwork are enough to stay tuned and learn who’s behind the killings.

Scream, Pretty Peggy is now available on physical media from Kino Lorber. Perhaps watch the movie with your own mother this Mother’s Day (May 12).


Paganini Horror (1989)

Pictured: The ghostly killer in Paganini Horror.

Directed by Luigi Cozzi.

For National Buy a Musical Instrument Day (May 22), check out this absurd Italian entry in the subgenre of cursed music horror. A rock band unleashes hell when they unknowingly use a satanic piece of music composed by Niccolò Paganini, the violinist who was rumored to have made a Faustian deal.

Even though Paganini Horror is hardly deemed a standout of Italian Horror, and the movie indeed drags itself toward the finish line, there are some bright spots worth focusing on. For instance: Donald Pleasence. If that’s not enough, the very ’80s aesthetic helps gloss over the flaws in Daria Nicolodi‘s uneven script.

Paganini Horror is now on physical media from Severin Films and is also streaming on SCREAMBOX.


Nadja (1994)

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Pictured: Suzy Amis Cameron and Karl Geary in Nadja.

Directed by Michael Almereyda.

These vampires may or may not cast a reflection, but they sure do love to reflect. David Lynch executive-produced as well as briefly appeared in the film, which Roger Ebert succinctly described as “Deadpan Noir” in his review. This tale of revenge and philosophical pondering begins with the vampiric namesake (Suzy Amis Cameron) seducing the daughter (Galaxy Craze) of Van Helsing after he killed Nadja’s father, Dracula. From there a war erupts between the two sides, all while taking place in modern NYC.

Nadja is quite slow but also just strange, stylish and creative enough to keep your attention. In addition, the trip hop soundtrack is easy on the ears, and Peter Fonda plays a memorable Van Helsing. Overall, this is a unique and artsy approach to vampire horror.

Nadja is now streaming on Freevee.


The Bone Snatcher (2003)

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Pictured: Scott Bairstow, Warrick Grier and Rachel Shelley in ‘The Bone Snatcher’.

Directed by Jason Wulfsohn.

For National Sunscreen Day (May 27), dig up the monster movie The Bone Snatcher. It will take more than a high SPF to protect the sunburned characters here; they are stuck in a South African desert with a bizarre monster called the Esikhulu.

The best things about The Bone Snatcher are its setting and the creature. This beast, which is brought to life on screen using a combination of practical and digital effects, sports a ghastly design to go with its unnerving ability to animate skeletons. Something else this movie has going for it is a refusal to show the monster too often; that way there is less chance of becoming desensitized to the Esikhulu. Ultimately, this has nothing on John Carpenter’s The Thing, however, those more forgiving fans of Syfy-ish creature-features should be satisfied.

The Bone Snatcher is currently streaming on Tubi.


#1 Serial Killer (2013)

Pictured: Jason Tobin in #1 Serial Killer.

Directed by Stanley Yung.

May is AAPIM, and the subversive #1 Serial Killer (originally titled Chink) is relevant when discussing the “Invisible Asian” notion. Acknowledging the irony, Stanley Yung’s movie has gone widely unnoticed despite its potent take on race and identity.

Jason Tobin (Warrior) delivers a compelling performance as the vile protagonist here. The self-hating, Ted Bundy-admiring character discriminates against other Asians after years of mistreatment and disregard, and that growing rage finally manifests as cathartic violence.

#1 Serial Killer is currently available at digital retailers like Apple.


No genre is as prolific as horror, so it’s understandable that movies fall through the cracks all the time. That is where this recurring column, Deep Cuts Rising, comes in. Each installment of this series will spotlight several unsung or obscure movies from the past — some from way back when, and others from not so long ago — that could use more attention.

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