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Vanishing on 7th Street (On Demand)

“Quivering with too much CGI, an bizarrely staged opening sequence, and a lackluster ending, Vanishing ends up being “just OK”, but that’s good enough for me.”

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One of the most anticipated films at this year’s TIFF “Midnight Madness” was Brad Anderson’s (Session 9, The Machinist) Vanishing on 7th Street, a film that carried a not-so-original theme, but with the directorial talents of Anderson could have been something visually unique. Quivering with too much CGI, a bizarrely staged opening sequence, and a lackluster ending, Vanishing ends up being “just OK”, but that’s good enough for me.

The film opens with John Leguizamo as a projectionist at a local AMC theater chain. Anderson takes the audience into the cinema where AMC logos riddle every aspect of the film immediately removing them from the experience. It almost comes off like a commercial or student film, until ultimately “the event” happens taking the large-scale indie out into the world.

After a (seemingly) worldwide power outage, people who by “chance” were using a light source see the resurgence of power only to find themselves in complete desolateness. All that remains are piles of clothing littered through malls, streets and apartments. Instead of giving the audience the “immediately after” portion of the story, Anderson projects to a few days later where the sun is rising and setting an accelerated and alarming rate. Hayden Christensen is the unlikable protagonist looking to escape the city (and go where?). He meets up with a woman, a child and Mr. Lequizamo, who band together in a bar, powered by a gas generator, to wait out what they hope is just an event “passing by.”

In their fight to survive, they gather batteries, flashlights and other sources of light, all of which don’t like to work all too well. They constantly flicker, go out, or just fail to work. One of the characters even uses glow lights that kids play with, constantly putting them around everyone’s neck – only they’re never actually used (go figure).

The movie has epic gaps of logic and asks the audience to have an astronomical suspension of disbelief. The characters act like morons and make illogical situations that will have you slapping your forehead in disbelief.

The CGI, while at times is dismissible, can be distracting – although I’m not exactly sure how you direct a horde of menacing shadows without the technology. The way they move and react to the situation at hand can be quite cool, although Anderson fails to introduce any “rules” for these so-called shadow-ghosts. For example, half of the movie the shadows are reeling in terror from light, only when a character is running in fear the shadows are closing in and engulfing the light near them. Which is it?

Many will have a problem with the third act that concludes with a strongly ambiguous finale. Even as silly as Vanishing on 7th Street plays, it’s kind of a fun movie that’s carries some light religious sub context, and never takes itself all too seriously. As long as the audience doesn’t take it seriously either, Anderson’s film is simple, cliché fun.

Horror movie fanatic who co-founded Bloody Disgusting in 2001. Producer on Southbound, V/H/S/2/3/94, SiREN, Under the Bed, and A Horrible Way to Die. Chicago-based. Horror, pizza and basketball connoisseur. Taco Bell daily. Franchise favs: Hellraiser, Child's Play, A Nightmare on Elm Street, Halloween, Scream and Friday the 13th. Horror 365 days a year.

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‘A Haunted House’ and the Death of the Horror Spoof Movie

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Due to a complex series of anthropological mishaps, the Wayans Brothers are a huge deal in Brazil. Around these parts, White Chicks is considered a national treasure by a lot of people, so it stands to reason that Brazilian audiences would continue to accompany the Wayans’ comedic output long after North America had stopped taking them seriously as comedic titans.

This is the only reason why I originally watched Michael Tiddes and Marlon Wayans’ 2013 horror spoof A Haunted House – appropriately known as “Paranormal Inactivity” in South America – despite having abandoned this kind of movie shortly after the excellent Scary Movie 3. However, to my complete and utter amazement, I found myself mostly enjoying this unhinged parody of Found Footage films almost as much as the iconic spoofs that spear-headed the genre during the 2000s. And with Paramount having recently announced a reboot of the Scary Movie franchise, I think this is the perfect time to revisit the divisive humor of A Haunted House and maybe figure out why this kind of film hasn’t been popular in a long time.

Before we had memes and internet personalities to make fun of movie tropes for free on the internet, parody movies had been entertaining audiences with meta-humor since the very dawn of cinema. And since the genre attracted large audiences without the need for a serious budget, it made sense for studios to encourage parodies of their own productions – which is precisely what happened with Miramax when they commissioned a parody of the Scream franchise, the original Scary Movie.

The unprecedented success of the spoof (especially overseas) led to a series of sequels, spin-offs and rip-offs that came along throughout the 2000s. While some of these were still quite funny (I have a soft spot for 2008’s Superhero Movie), they ended up flooding the market much like the Guitar Hero games that plagued video game stores during that same timeframe.

You could really confuse someone by editing this scene into Paranormal Activity.

Of course, that didn’t stop Tiddes and Marlon Wayans from wanting to make another spoof meant to lampoon a sub-genre that had been mostly overlooked by the Scary Movie series – namely the second wave of Found Footage films inspired by Paranormal Activity. Wayans actually had an easier time than usual funding the picture due to the project’s Found Footage presentation, with the format allowing for a lower budget without compromising box office appeal.

In the finished film, we’re presented with supposedly real footage recovered from the home of Malcom Johnson (Wayans). The recordings themselves depict a series of unexplainable events that begin to plague his home when Kisha Davis (Essence Atkins) decides to move in, with the couple slowly realizing that the difficulties of a shared life are no match for demonic shenanigans.

In practice, this means that viewers are subjected to a series of familiar scares subverted by wacky hijinks, with the flick featuring everything from a humorous recreation of the iconic fan-camera from Paranormal Activity 3 to bizarre dance numbers replacing Katy’s late-night trances from Oren Peli’s original movie.

Your enjoyment of these antics will obviously depend on how accepting you are of Wayans’ patented brand of crass comedy. From advanced potty humor to some exaggerated racial commentary – including a clever moment where Malcom actually attempts to move out of the titular haunted house because he’s not white enough to deal with the haunting – it’s not all that surprising that the flick wound up with a 10% rating on Rotten Tomatoes despite making a killing at the box office.

However, while this isn’t my preferred kind of humor, I think the inherent limitations of Found Footage ended up curtailing the usual excesses present in this kind of parody, with the filmmakers being forced to focus on character-based comedy and a smaller scale story. This is why I mostly appreciate the love-hate rapport between Kisha and Malcom even if it wouldn’t translate to a healthy relationship in real life.

Of course, the jokes themselves can also be pretty entertaining on their own, with cartoony gags like the ghost getting high with the protagonists (complete with smoke-filled invisible lungs) and a series of silly The Exorcist homages towards the end of the movie. The major issue here is that these legitimately funny and genre-specific jokes are often accompanied by repetitive attempts at low-brow humor that you could find in any other cheap comedy.

Not a good idea.

Not only are some of these painfully drawn out “jokes” incredibly unfunny, but they can also be remarkably offensive in some cases. There are some pretty insensitive allusions to sexual assault here, as well as a collection of secondary characters defined by negative racial stereotypes (even though I chuckled heartily when the Latina maid was revealed to have been faking her poor English the entire time).

Cinephiles often claim that increasingly sloppy writing led to audiences giving up on spoof movies, but the fact is that many of the more beloved examples of the genre contain some of the same issues as later films like A Haunted House – it’s just that we as an audience have (mostly) grown up and are now demanding more from our comedy. However, this isn’t the case everywhere, as – much like the Elves from Lord of the Rings – spoof movies never really died, they simply diminished.

A Haunted House made so much money that they immediately started working on a second one that released the following year (to even worse reviews), and the same team would later collaborate once again on yet another spoof, 50 Shades of Black. This kind of film clearly still exists and still makes a lot of money (especially here in Brazil), they just don’t have the same cultural impact that they used to in a pre-social-media-humor world.

At the end of the day, A Haunted House is no comedic masterpiece, failing to live up to the laugh-out-loud thrills of films like Scary Movie 3, but it’s also not the trainwreck that most critics made it out to be back in 2013. Comedy is extremely subjective, and while the raunchy humor behind this flick definitely isn’t for everyone, I still think that this satirical romp is mostly harmless fun that might entertain Found Footage fans that don’t take themselves too seriously.

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