[BD Review] ‘Plus One’ Is A Weird, Violent And Original Surprise

Plus One isn’t for everybody. It sets up a unique Project X via Can’t Hardly Wait universe and melds it into an Invasion Of The Body Snatchers shaped mold. This ultimately might not be the best delivery system for its message, but it swings for the fences in a way I wasn’t expecting and – at the very least – succeeds in being an utterly original (and visually appealing) experiment. After more or less knocking it out of the park with his remake of The Last House On The Left, director Dennis Iliadis (along with writer Bill Gullo) has fashioned something different altogether here.

David [Rhys Wakefield] has just irrevocably damaged his relationship with his girlfriend Jill [Chronicle's Ashley Hinshaw] on the eve of the year’s biggest college party. They’re both still going – but not together. Jill brings a new suitor while David teams up with the impressively horny Teddy [Logan Miller] as his wingman. The party itself is an utterly debauched spectacle with enough drugs, sex, dancing and copious nudity to make Todd Phillips (or Roger Avary) proud. It’s a fun chunk of film that is choreographed exceedingly well (this pays off even more when certain beats start repeating themselves). Not long after they get there, things begin to go awry – the result of a meteor crash that has cloned everyone in the vicinity and placed them in the same space but not at the same time (everyone’s second version is about 30 minutes behind their primary self).

If that sounds confusing, it is. But as Plus One progresses and the two divergent timelines grow closer together, it becomes apparent that there’s a cataclysmic event waiting in the wings if any of the partygoers run into the secondary versions of themselves (or vice versa). Of course, there’s no set rule that one version of any person has to destroy the other – the danger comes from society’s inherent expectation that anything that defies explanation must be dangerous. For David, this is an opportunity to re-do a botched apology he made to Jill earlier in the evening. For Suzanne McCloskey’s (in the Lauren Ambrose role) wonderfully sweet and assertive character, it’s a chance to get to know herself better. For almost everyone else, it means terror and reactionary violence and there’s a protracted scene featuring two identical mobs that takes quite a brutal turn.

While I never found myself particularly liking the character of David, most of the leads turn in good work and the film (shot by The Master DP Mihai Malaimare Jr.) never falters on visual aesthetic. Plus One also pretty much demands that you pay attention if you want to keep up, something you’re not usually asked to do in sci-fi horror movies soaked in booze and sexuality. If you do, you’ll find that the film has a lot on its mind. It’s an inspired take on what happens when we choose to view the world through a fearful lens rather than an accepting one. It also has interesting things to say about being in love with the idea of somebody rather than the actual person.

You may or may not like it, but Plus One certainly isn’t a waste of your time. Go with an open mind and you might just have a lot of fun with it.

[BD Review] ‘Futureworld’ is a Worthy Sequel That’s Fun in Parts

Reviewed by Patrick Cooper

When the robots in Westworld suffered from a “central-circuit malfunction” and slaughtered a bunch of people, the Delos amusement park shut down. Two years later, the corporate heads decided to re-open the park with a new attraction in place of Westworld: a mock space station called Futureworld. Visitors at Futureworld can enjoy the luxuries of a VIP astronaut while partaking in the debaucheries found throughout Delos – namely, having sex with and killing robots that look and feel exactly like humans. With unshakable faith in their “improvements” and the new park Futureworld to choose from, Delos is once again ready to open to the public.

In order to ignite interest in the park and shirk off their notorious reputation, Delos invites a few select members of the press to Delos before the grand re-opening. Peter Fonda (Wild Hogs) plays cavalier journalist Chuck Browning, who’s joined at Delos by TV anchor Tracy Ballard (Blythe Danner, Gwyneth Paltrow’s co-producer). They’re given the VIP treatment by Dr. Duffy, who shows them through the control hubs of Delos. He reveals that in order to eliminate human error, the amusement park is now staffed entirely by robots – with the exception of a handful of humans.

One of the humans still employed at Delos is Harry, one of the head mechanics. His best friend is a robot he named Clark. Harry and Clark share a much more interesting relationship than Chuck and Tracy. Peter Fonda’s one of those actors who makes other actors better in his presence, but him and Blythe Danner have absolutely no chemistry. Their forced intimacy feels like rape and the only time they’re enjoyable as a duo is when they’re arguing prior to their arrival at Delos. He playfully calls her “Socks” and she hates that!

During their first night at Futureworld, Chuck and Tracy are drugged. While they’re asleep, they’re bodies are scanned and an array medical tests are performed. See, the Delos corporation has a comically convoluted plot. In order to protect their park and interests, they’re cloning world leaders. Chuck and Tracy are to be cloned in order to ensure positive coverage in the media. As Chuck, Tracy, and Harry venture deeper into the secret lower levels of Delos, they discover the corporation’s true aims and set out to put an end to this robot madness!

The only returning actor from Westworld is Yul Brynner. He reprises his role as the Gunslinger and harbinger of doom during a brief, curiously erotic dream sequence of Tracy’s. While the first film is a darkly comic, cautionary sci-fi thriller, Futureworld is more of a conspiracy thriller. The theme of robots turning on their makers is strongly present, but unlike the original there is zero action until the climactic clones vs. humans battle. Sometimes the periods of expository dialogue and intrigue work – like when Chuck and Harry are sneaking into the cloning room – but more often then not, the scenes just feel tiresome.

Referring back to Harry and his robot Clark…when the three humans are preparing for their escape from Delos, Harry has to say goodbye to his robot companion. During they’re farewell, they share a brief moment that suggests they had a homosexual relationship. In Delos, robots are programmed to never turn down a human’s sexual advances. Does the same go for male humans making passes at male robots? This was the late ‘70s, why not? Another hint at Harry and Clark’s love is that amongst their work lockers and toolboxes, a single bed is shown.

When Harry walks out of the mechanic’s area, there’s a shot of Clark (without his face on) sadly sitting down and burying his head in his hands. At first it’s sort of ridiculous, but the shot lingers and quickly turns heartbreaking.

I wish there was more of Harry and Clarke in Futureworld, is what I’m saying. It’s a worthy sequel that’s fun in parts and boasts some impressive set design. But Peter Fonda and Blythe Danner phone it in like all hell and most of the movie is a bore.

A/V

Futureworld is presented by Shout Factory in solid 1080p 1.85:1 widescreen with DTS HD Master Audio. Everything looks sharp and detail comes through nicely. Fred Karlin’s score sounds terrific on the audio track.

Special Features

Theatrical trailer, radios spots, still gallery.

[BD Review] ‘The Asylum Tapes’ is an Exercise in Patience

Reviewed by Patrick Cooper

Having to sit through DTV found footage movies is starting to get painful. What stings even more is when one of America’s greatest filmmakers stamps his approval on one of these pieces of crap. Written, directed, and starring Sean Stone, son of revered director Oliver Stone, The Asylum Tapes (aka Greystone Park) is an exercise in patience. In a world blemished with countless Paranormal Activity and [Rec] biters, Sean Stone’s film offers up nothing remotely fresh for the audience to sink its teeth into. Instead, it’s another throwaway for the bargain bin.

The film begins with a dinner party in which Oliver Stone, his son, and others are smoking from a hookah and telling ghost stories. Mr. Stone seems really chill. He recounts a time in which he was in the woods and a female apparition scared the hell out of him. Alex, a friend of Stone’s, is really into ghost and urban legends and he suggests they all go to Greystone Park Psychiatric Hospital to sneak around and try to catch some juicy supernatural goods on camera. Greystone is an actual former psych hospital located in Hanover Township, New Jersey, which I’m vaguely familiar with from growing up in nearby Sussex County. The funniest part is when Oliver Stone apologizes for not being able to go along, like he would ever really consider it.

Staging it at this infamous hospital sounds interesting, but I couldn’t find any info on whether it was actually filmed there – guerilla style or otherwise. So Alex, Sean, and a woman named Antonella venture into Greystone under cloak of night and start snooping around. Sean is apprehensive and ready to bounce after a few minutes of exploration. Alex, on the other hand, is perversely determined to find this ghost, who sports a gas mask and lugs chains around. The trio then endures a series of cliché found-footage scenarios while becoming gradually possessed by the asylum’s former patients – sometimes with unintentionally comical results.

A number of TV ghost-hunting show tropes also run rampant across the screen. There are quick cuts to doll heads, dark corners, flickering lights – it’s like the title sequence of Are You Afraid of the Dark?. The cinematography is miserable and filled with eye-watering shaky cam, inexplicable cuts, and embarrassingly awkward fade-in, fade-out transitions. The film is painfully unoriginal in content and editing. It’s just a bad film. There are no characters to relate to, no engaging relationship between said characters, nothing. It honestly pains me to say considering Sean Stone’s pedigree, but The Asylum Tapes feels like the work of some teenagers who borrowed their dad’s camera.

Oliver Stone did a few horror films in his early years as a filmmaker: 1974’s Seizure and 1981’s The Hand. I haven’t seen either, but maybe they’re just as bad as Sean Stone’s The Asylum Tapes and he just needs time to blossom into a groundbreaking filmmaker. I sincerely hope that’s the case and this film was just a learning experience and minor stain on his future career.

A/V

The Asylum Tapes is presented in 1.77:1 widescreen with 5.1 audio. There’s lots of night-vision, which never looks particularly good. Overall it’s an average looking and sounding film.

Special Features

Alternate ending with additional robed ghouls.

[BD Review] ‘Haunter’ Starts Strong But Ends Up In Limbo

It’s tough when you can’t fall in love with a movie you admire but, unfortunately, director Vincenzo Natali (the excellent Splice) is unable to bring his usual flair to the heavily uneven Haunter. After getting easily hooked into the film via an incredibly interesting first act, I found myself losing more and more interest as the movie began to throw its own rules out the window.

Abigail Breslin is excellent as Lisa, a mopey new-wave teen who also happens to be dead and stuck in 1986. Her whole family is dead too, but she’s the only one who’s actually aware of their predicament. Thus, her family enacts the same routine every day and treats her as if she’s acting out when she tries to tell them that she’s tired of having meatloaf for the thousandth day in a row. It’s an interesting concept, The Others meets Groundhog Day. Some truly special stuff comes out of this early on as Natali and screenwriter Brian King nicely develop their world. There’s a moment about halfway though when Lisa’s father suddenly starts smoking at dinner – not part of his normal routine – that signals the onset of what I assumed would be a truly remarkable second half.

Sadly, the remarkable version never shows up. Instead, Haunter disappears down a convoluted rabbit hole once Lisa’s objective – to save the family living in the 2013 version of their house – becomes clear. There’s very little that works after this point. We never get to know the family Lisa’s trying to save well enough (or at all, really) to become truly invested. It’s a horror movie, so when you place the innocent and anonymous in peril the audience doesn’t really care if they die or not. But Haunter isn’t interested in providing that type of investment. The film becomes obsessed with the ins and outs of ghost time travel (that’s a thing here) and, much like its’ protagonists, disappears into a virtual limbo.

Stephen McHattie (Pontypool) is effectively creepy as the film’s villain, but the energy around his motives and actions is so laconic and thinly drawn that his efforts are effectively neutered. An evil lacking any sort of definition, he’s sort of reduced to mugging for the camera by the end. Additionally, in what seems like a bid to appeal to younger teens and a PG-13 rating, the film lacks any punch whatsoever. Brightly lit with people learning important life (or death, I suppose) lessons, I was fairly shocked by the gummy toothlessness of its ending.

Haunter isn’t a bad film, and I certainly commend it for trying something new, I just wish it hadn’t gone in the direction it did. It starts with the makings of a modest miracle, but eventually uses up exactly as much goodwill as it earns. Hopefully it just serves as the ultimate palate cleanser (and expectation diminisher) before Natali returns back to better waters.

[BD Review] ‘Cheap Thrills’ Is A Masterful And Nuanced Bit Of Horror Satire

One of the great benefits of a film festival like SXSW is being able to see movies before you have a chance to pre-visualize them. With Cheap Thrills, I think I popped up a few casting announcements last year but, as far as exposure goes, I hadn’t seen a trailer or any kind of imagery. And that’s exactly how I recommend you go into the movie.

Director E.L. Katz (making one hell of a feature debut), along with writers Trent Haaga (Deadgirl) and David Chirchirillo (the upcoming Dances With Werwolves), has fashioned a film with such a nuanced and inevitable sense of escalation that going in blind is probably the best way to approximate the nightmare that protagonist Pat Healy (The Innkeepers) finds himself stepping into after a long lost best friend (Can’t Hardly Wait‘s Ethan Embry in a heretofore unseen macho mode) and two strangers (Anchorman‘s David Koechner and The Innkeepers‘s Sara Paxton) decide they want to party with him one night.

With all of the action taking place in two primary locations, Katz and company have fashioned an insular and intimate saga of an epically bad night of one-upmanship that perfectly mirrors the stranglehold the 1% of this country have over the 99%. But it’s more than political parable, it’s entertaining, funny, disgusting and ultimately devastating. It never stops to lecture you on any kind of political or sociological talking point, instead it cleverly keeps racking up the stakes with an impressive bit of economy. This is not a film that wastes time condescending to its audience and it wisely sidesteps any heavy-handedness that might have resulted from over explanation. It’s a rarity to see such assuredness and restraint in a film, and the fact that you’re seeing it in the work of a first time director is something of a miracle.

All of the performances are great but I was surprised by Koechner and Paxton in particular. Paxton has traded in the pixie-ish innocence of her past roles to embody the dead-eyed boredom of a trophy wife who is aware that her sense of humanity is flickering out. And Koechner turns in a masterful performance simply by re-calibrating his jovial brand of humor to fit the material. It’s as if Katz saw all of the masculine, slippery chumminess of his earlier work and knew that, dropped into a different context, it could mean something else entirely. Sort of like when Paul Thomas Anderson was able to channel Adam Sandler’s inherent rage into the wounded and disturbed Barry Egan of Punchdrunk Love.

Cheap Thrills is a hugely pleasant, almost out of nowhere surprise (I wasn’t even aware that the film had been finished when it showed up on the SXSW schedule). It’s the rare slow burn that maintains interest by gradually increasing speed rather than simply leaping from 0 to 60 in the final 10 minutes. A great horror satire that would incidentally make a great stage play, this is a 100% can’t miss film for any viewer that wants to be sickened, surprised and impressed.

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[Ghosts Of Gaming Past] A Review Of ‘Silent Hill: Shattered Memories’

Welcome to Ghosts of Gaming Past — here we’ll be reviewing older horror games, classics and non-classics we missed when they were originally released. Have a game you’d like reviewed? Send us an email.

Written by Ally Doig, @allydoig

Silent Hill and Resident Evil are synonymous with survival horror. Or at least they used to be. In recent years both have felt the backlash from longtime fans as they grow increasingly disenchanted with the contrasting direction in which the franchises are heading.
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[SXSW '13 Review] ‘Evil Dead’ Is Amazingly Gory And Fun!

FilmDistrict and TriStar’s Evil Dead just premiered at SXSW and I had a total blast with it. It’s pretty much exactly the movie you think it is, but it goes further (and gets wetter) than you’re probably expecting.

It’s even gorier than you’re expecting. I seriously don’t have a clue as to how they wrangled an “R” rating here. Blood, pus, bone fragments, limbs and brains are flung around with playful abundance and the result is both punishing and exhilarating… This film doesn’t condemn its audience, it exalts it – and as a result it’s able to achieve a sustained symphony of carnage that energizes rather than exhausts.

Directed by Fede Alvarez, the R-rated remake stars Jane Levy, Shiloh Fernandez, Lou Taylor Pucci, Elizabeth Blackmore and Jessica Lucas.

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‘Tomb Raider’ Review: Lara Croft Evolved

As one of gaming’s longest running franchises, Tomb Raider has fared better than most. Lara Croft has proven capable of weathering multiple console generations, reboots, and platforms while keeping what made the original game so appealing way back in 1996. After the success of the last “trilogy,” Crystal Dynamics went back to the drawing board. They wanted to reboot it again, this time injecting it with a grittier, darker origin story for Ms. Croft.

Were they successful? Let’s find out.
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[Ghosts Of Gaming Past] A Review Of ‘Penumbra: Overture’

Welcome to Ghosts of Gaming Past — here we’ll be reviewing older horror games, classics and non-classics we missed when they were originally released. Have a game you’d like reviewed? Send us an email.

Written by Hayden Dingman, @haydencd

Yes, it took six years for Bloody Disgusting to review Penumbra: Overture. Criminal, right? We know you’re a discerning reader, however, and trust our opinion most. Thus you’ve undoubtedly waited six years with bated breath for us to rate whether the game is good or not.

Is Penumbra: Overture worth playing? The answer is a slightly-qualified “yes.”
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[BD Review] ‘Zombie Lake’ has a Slow Pace and Dull Story

Reviewed by Patrick Cooper

French filmmaker Jean Rollin left behind a legacy of fantastique films with his signature poetic flourishes, such as The Rape of the Vampire. His 1981 film Zombie Lake, however, is devoid of any creativity or poetic trimmings. It is simply a cheap zombie movie with lots of t&a peppered throughout. Kino/Redemption released Zombie Lake the same day as Jess Franco’s Oasis of the Zombies. That’s certainly no coincidence since they’re pretty much the same movie in different makeup. Both feature Nazi zombies, a bastard child, and World War II. Both movies are crappy and terribly slow, but I did enjoy Zombie Lake a bit more thanks to its frequent zombie attacks and colorful small-town characters.

The story goes back to Nazi-occupied France. The German forces are stomping their ugly boots through a small village when one of the soldiers saves a local woman from a mortar attack. Because love knows no allegiance, the French woman and the Nazi solider make love in the hay. When he returns with his troop nine months later, he discovers that the French woman he banged has suffered complications during childbirth. On her deathbed, she gives the soldier a terribly cheap looking necklace as a token of her appreciation. “You Nazis rolled through my village and killed a bunch of people. Then we banged and now I’m dying from giving birth to your bastard. Here, take this necklace.” Before the Nazis can leave the village, a force of French resistance fighters slaughtered them all and rolled their corpses in the lake.

The village’s mayor tells this convoluted yet tender tale to a journalist interested in writing a story about the “damned lake.” Ever since the incident the lake has been supposedly cursed. We already know it is because the film opens with a Nazi zombies emerging from the lake and killing a naked woman. They seem to have a taste for females who are either naked or in their bikinis. It’s their comfort food. So they bumble around town eating women in various stages of undress and that’s basically the movie.

There’s a tortuously corny subplot involving the soldier from the flashback who’s now a zombie. He finds his illegitimate daughter who recognizes the cheap necklace he’s wearing from a picture of her mother. They hold hands and look fondly at each other. He probably smells awful but that doesn’t seem to bother her. Seeing his daughter brings back the humanity in him and he helps the townsfolk defeat the undead horde. But, let’s be honest, it’s really about naked girls getting eaten.

Rollin’s zombies are some of the most hilarious I’ve ever seen. They’re all painted turtle green but they all have the same heads of hair they dead when they died. The contrast looks absolutely ridiculous. The paint isn’t waterproof either, so when they slog themselves outta the lake it’s all runny and patchy. Because of the heavy makeup around their eye sockets, their eyes look enormous like they’re surprised all the time.

What the movie does have going for it is that it doesn’t feel remotely like a standard zombie movie that’s simply biting Romero. This distinctive vibe could’ve originated from Rollin’s own style, but it feels more like he just had no clue how to make a zombie movie. It was a departure for him that didn’t pay off. I also like the villagers, who have a surly authenticity about them. The pace and dull story absolutely kill the film for me though. Zombie completists will definitely want to check out, but for those hoping for a scare, look away.

A/V

Kino/Redemption Films presents Zombie Lake in a 1080p/AVC-encoded transfer. Like with their Oasis of the Zombies release, there is no digital correction – the minimal amount of dirt, specks, and scratches were left in tact. The colors look great and all of the imperfections serve to enhance the film’s sliminess. The 2.0 audio is free of any noteworthy disturbances and sounds fine.

Special Features

ENGLISH VERSION OF THE FRENCH TITLE SEQUENCE for some reason.

ALTERNATE SCENES: two scenes that were edited for television in which bikinis were added to the females who are nude in the uncut version.

TRAILERS for Zombie Lake, Oasis of the Zombies, Rape of the Vampire, and Demoniacs.

[BD Review] ‘Oasis of the Zombies’ is an Absolute Bore

Reviewed by Patrick Cooper

Jess Franco was a prolific erotic horror director who has made about 200 films since the 1950s. I can’t imagine that Oasis of the Zombies is one of his more beloved films. He’s best known for his softcore sleaze-fests starring his wife and muse Lina Romay. Even while working within the genre he was known for he was barely capable of making a coherent film. Venturing into zombie territory was a departure for him (possibly why he used the pseudonym A.M. Frank) – there’s no immature zoom-ins on female private parts or uncomfortably long takes of women writhing around on beds. The film did make me writhe around on my couch though, itching the fast-forward button.

Oasis of the Zombies begins with two girls lurching around the titular oasis. They’re holding hands, so you’d think Franco would have them be lesbians out for a romp in the sand. Instead he just zooms-in on their butts and as they stumble across a bunch of human bones and Nazi helmets. There are only a couple of dead ferns covering all of the Nazi paraphernalia, so you’d figure someone would’ve discovered these historically important artifacts by now. There’s even a cannon sticking out of some brush and an exposed swastika! Maybe it’s all an elaborate booby-trap set by the undead Nazi soldiers? In my mind it is.

The film then mechanically goes through a bunch of flashbacks and obligatory exposition. Back in WWII, a convoy in the desert lost $6 million in Nazi gold during a British raid. The battle is shamelessly made up of stock war footage from a different movie. The only survivor is an English soldier, Blabert. A creepy local sheik and his daughter, who Blabert later impregnates, take him in. His illegitimate son, Robert, is sent back to England and Blabert goes native.

Jump to the present and a German veteran tricks Blabert into showing him where the oasis is so he can steal the $6 mill. Also looking for the gold is grown-up Robert and his group of rich university friends. Basically the protagonists we’re supposed to be rooting for are a bunch of privileged rich kids looking to get richer. Get outta my face – I hope they all die slow. When they arrive at the oasis, both parties awaken the undead Nazis and you see where this is going.

More than anything, Oasis of the Zombies is an absolute bore. Like most low-budget fare, it’s edited poorly and takes are always several seconds longer than they need to be. Excruciatingly long scenes are devoted to plot points of absolutely no importance. The acting is typically hokey but at least the zombies are kinda cool. Their makeup is so carelessly thrown on that they’re almost hypnotizing in their shittiness. You sort of have to admire the DIY spirit of the film. It’s not a good zombie movie but as with other Franco films there’s no self-importance behind it. It is what it is, man. Zombie enthusiasts should check this film out, everyone else stay the hell away.

A/V

Kino/Redemption Films presents Oasis of the Zombies in 1080p 1.66:1 widescreen with 2.0 audio. The film has been remastered for the first time, but a lot of its scratches, dirt, and random warps are present. The imperfections are appropriate for this type of low-budget film though and I don’t think they’re necessarily distracting. The colors and details look great and there’s no oversaturation.

Special Features

Trailers for other Kino/Redemption Films releases: Zombie Lake, Female Vampire, and Exorcism.

[BD Review] ‘Night of the Tentacles’ Falls Short of its Aspirations

Reviewed by Patrick Cooper

Night of the Tentacles opens with a couple having doggy-style sex. Then some people masturbate and a dog licks up cum. This barrage of humorously explicit scenes sets the stage for a film whose aspirations reach no further than the toilet bowl. Written, directed, edited, and scored by Dustin Mills (Bath Salt Zombies), Night of the Tentacles is a low budget horror-comedy in the vein of Little Shop of Horrors and Basketcase only not nearly as effective. If you go into the film not expecting too much though, you might have a good time.

Dave (Brandon Salkil) is a lonely graphic artist who specializes in erotic horror art. When we first meet him he’s arguing with a client on the phone about the appropriate amount of gloss to add to alien semen. He walks around in pajama pants all day and eagerly waits for his pregnant neighbor Esther to get home from work so he can jerk off to the sounds of her performing the female equivalent. This ritual happens regularly until one day he has a heart attack. Turns out he’s got a bum ticker and he’s going to need a transplant. His freelance graphic artist insurance is pretty weak, so it looks like this is it for Dave.

Then Satan shows up and offers a deal to Dave: a new heart in exchange for his soul. Because this always sounds like a good idea to humans, Dave accepts. Satan leaves behind a small wooden chest with Dave’s new heart in it. I’ve been trying to come up with a way to describe Satan in the film and the best I’ve got is that he’s a fat version of the rabbit from Donnie Darko, with LED light eyes and no ears.

If the heart dies, so does Dave. The only problem is that the heart needs human flesh to survive and it speaks in a British accent (so it always sounds condescending). In order to stay alive and pursue his romantic interest in his neighbor Esther, Dave has to sacrifice his other neighbors. That’s not so bad at first, since they’re all pricks, but what happens when Dave runs out of neighbors?!

There’s no suspense or tension surrounding these kills. Dustin Mills goes for comedy and effects more than anything and it doesn’t always work. If you’re a fan of toilet and sex-related humor, however, then you’re in luck. Personally, that stuff is fun but it can wear thin very quickly (like it did in this film). Actor Brandon Salkil is respectable in this role, although he takes it unnecessarily over-the-top several times. Mills does allow some tender moments between Dave and Esther and there seems to be some attempt at making them developed characters, but any progress is cut short by cum or dick jokes.

The effects are decent and there’s a surprisingly low level of gore. Once it’s revealed, the heart-tentacle monster is awfully silly looking, but some of the kills are cool – in particular the first one involving Dave’s bitchy neighbor and her toilet. Overall, the film’s got a lot of heart even if it falls flat of its aspirations. It’s worth the rent.

A/V

Night of the Tentacles is presented 1.78:1 widescreen. It’s obviously a low budget film and sometimes that shines through in the transfer. The 2.0 audio track sounds all right, although it can get muddled when people scream.

Special Features

COMMENTARY WITH DIRECTOR DUSTIN MILLS: This guy gives a pretty good commentary and he makes it interesting. He talks about casting off of CraigsList, why he changed the title, and, you know, masturbating.

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[Blu-ray Review] ‘Phantasm II’ Juggles Absurdity, Comedy, and Suspense

Reviewed by Patrick Cooper

11 years after Don Coscarelli’s Phantasm became a cult hit, Universal decided to bankroll a sequel. By the late ‘80s, horror sequels were tremendously popular, so Universal figured they would pump a bunch of money into a Phantasm sequel and have another cash cow on their hands. Thanks to the enhanced budget, Phantasm II has got some fantastic special effects and explosions, but unfortunately, with great budgets comes great studio intervention.

As Coscarelli explains in Scream Factory’s Blu-ray commentary, Universal wouldn’t let him recast A. Michael Baldwin as the main protagonist, Mike. The studio said they wanted a “working” actor and since Baldwin hadn’t done much in the decade since the first Phantasm, they wouldn’t let Coscarelli bring him back. They had faith in the immense drawing power of actor James LeGros though. The Solarbabies star had a devout band of worshippers at the time (maybe) and seeing his name attached to the sequel would surely have admirers lining up outside the theaters. READ MORE

[BD Review] ‘Hansel and Gretel Get Baked’ Delivers the Goods

Reviewed by Michael Erb

Teen siblings Hansel and Gretel live a quiet life in Southern California. Hansel loves photography and Gretel loves weed. Her boyfriend too, but it helps that he always has the best weed. One day Gretel’s burnout brings over this new strain called Black Forest High that’s so powerful, he runs right back to the dealer for more. It turns out that a sweet, unsuspecting old lady in Pasadena has opened up shop with the brand new bud. What nobody seems to realize until it’s too late is that this old lady is a youth stealing, man-eating witch that loves the taste of young people. When her boyfriend never returns from the geriatric drug purveyor, Gretel enlists the help of her reluctant brother to find this witch’s house and get her boyfriend back.

With a movie called Hansel and Gretel Get Baked, you would hope the filmmakers understand the importance of tone. There is no way this could be a serious horror film; it’s got to be funny or it’s a disaster. Luckily, Director Duane Journey and writer David Tillman made a funny little gore flick that doesn’t take itself too seriously. The movie hits the tonal sweet spot that any horror comedy should aim for. It’s goofy without being too campy and gruesome without being too grim.

Starting off, the filmmakers know to go for broke with the comedy. Stoner tropes work alongside elements of the original fairy tale to set up horrific and humorous moments. High teens regret ever having eaten the witch’s gingerbread house. People get lost in a forest of weed in the basement. Even the trail of breadcrumbs gets a modern update and a modern reason for why it’s a bad idea. And then there’s the dark, twisted humor of torture and cannibalism. No matter how gory Hansel and Gretel Get Baked gets, the violence is always played for cartoonish laughs. If you do not like that mix of revulsion and giggles when a man’s gentiles are thrown into a meat grinder, this isn’t the movie for you.

Gore looks great in Hansel and Gretel Get Baked. The reliance on practical effects and makeup gives the movie an appealing visceral aesthetic. People are dismembered, cooked, turned into zombies, and de-age over the course of a near ninety minute runtime all with makeup and prosthetics. The film goes for that balance of sick images and dark humor that every horror comedy tries for and fewer still pull off. Though the combination of gore and humor doesn’t create a flawless collaboration, the extreme images and the pitch black lines do make for some uncomfortable chuckles. There are a few instances of CGI use, but those moments are short and pretty. The best thing to come from budget digital effects has to be when Gretel and her boyfriend get so high they see lines of music flowing around them.

You have to love Lara Flynn Boyle as Agnes, the evil witch. She delivers a campy performance that’s both funny and menacing. Boyle somehow makes the munchies sound truly sinister, even with tongue planted firmly in cheek. Molly Quinn and Michael Welch make for a great sister and brother pair. Their bickering and rapport certainly lend the authentic feeling of teenage siblings just barely tolerating each other. The cast on the whole is capable and game for anything, which helps bring out the humor of the material.

It’s not perfect, but the movie doesn’t have to be. The film doesn’t try to do anything outside of retelling the fairy tale with more stoner humor and bloody carnage. However, that’s what makes it so enjoyable in the first place. There are fun characters with good dialogue. The dark humor hits its marks and the script has some clever moments. The gore and scares are satisfying and messy. Better yet, there’s even a cameo by Carry Elwes with a ridiculous mustache. Hansel and Gretel Get Baked is a lot of fun for the comedy loving horror fan in all of us.

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[BD Review] Revisiting Ryan Daley’s Thoughts On ‘Stoker’

While most reviews are popping up now for the March 1 release, Ryan Daley caught Park Chan-wook’s creepy family thriller Stoker at this past January’s Sundance Film Festival in Park City, Utah.

So, while we wait for you guys to post your own thoughts, Daley calls Stoker, which stars Mia Wasikowska, Nicole Kidman and Matthew Goode, “an extremely slow-starter, a contemplative thriller that holds back the genre elements until the second half.

As a murder mystery, it ranks as merely solid,” adds Daley. “But it’s virtually impossibly to overstate the beauty of Park’s visuals here. The rich color palette, captured with the assistance of longtime cinematographer Chung-hoon Chung, is nothing less than breathtaking. Virtually any still image from the film could be framed and hung as a masterpiece. While it may lack the dark intensity of Park’s previous projects, Stoker is the textbook definition of an art film.

You can read the review in its entirety by clicking here.

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Get Ready To Laugh Your Ass Off As Conan O’Brien Reviews ‘Tomb Raider’

If you aren’t a Conan O’Brien fan, well you should be. But you should at least be a fan of his ongoing series called Clueless Gamer. Conan isn’t a gamer, and never has been. But he reviews video games on the show, and they are always hilarious. The video past the is by far one of the best. Watch as he plays the upcoming Tomb Raider, dies repeatedly, and pervs on Lara. Enjoy!

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[BD Review] Brad Says ‘Dark Skies’ Takes The “Slow Burn” To An Unfortunate Extreme

Dark Skies, the slow burn psychological horror film starring Keri Russell, Daniel Barrett and Josh Hamilton hits theaters today from Dimension Films. Brad (Mr. Disgusting) wasn’t a fan. At all. I’ve also seen the film and, while I dislike it a bit less than him, I have to agree with the points he makes in his review. Most of the issues stem from the script by Scott Charles Stewart (who also directed).

The film is, without a shadow of a doubt, one of the most boring features I’ve seen in years. Taking slow burn to an entirely new level, it traffics in some of the most cliche alien motifs out there, but also feels the need to eventually over-explain everything in one purging moment. After over an hour of obvious hints and weird occurrences (such as the birds scene from the trailer – as well as missing time, rashes behind ears, and unwatchable camera footage), the filmmakers decide to assault the viewer with an overly long explanation of occurrences.

Click here to read the review in its entirety and – as always – make sure to write your own!

[BD Review] ‘Dark Skies’ Takes Twice As Long To Accomplish Half As Much

Spoiler Warning: Anyone keeping tabs on director Scott Charles Stewart knows that he has problems focusing on a single film. He was incredibly vocal in declaring that both Legion and Priest were set to be the first films in a trilogy. Both “franchises” failed. It appears that he’s learned nothing from his past failures as Dark Skies, his alien horror flick produced by Blumhouse, makes the exact same mistakes. Once again, it looks as if Stewart is too focused on a sequel, instead of nurturing his first baby that needs love and attention.

Dark Skies follows a suburban family that, after a few welcome nods to Poltergeist, has an increasingly difficult time grappling with the reality that their incredibly severe problems stem from something supernatural. Lacy (Keri Russell) and Daniel (Josh Hamilton) have two sons, the teenage Jesse (Dakota Goyo) and the younger Sam (Kadan Rockett). They’ve also got big time money problems and an inability to accept the obvious.

The biggest issue with Dark Skies is its screenplay, written by Stewart himself. The film is, without a shadow of a doubt, one of the most boring features I’ve seen in years. Taking slow burn to an entirely new level, it traffics in some of the most cliche alien motifs out there, but also feels the need to eventually over-explain everything in one purging moment. After over an hour of obvious hints and weird occurrences (such as the birds scene from the trailer – as well as missing time, rashes behind ears, and unwatchable camera footage), the filmmakers decide to assault the viewer with an overly long explanation of occurrences that they’ve likely already figured out for themselves (God forbid any filmmaker would want to leave an air of mystery around their project). The scene featuring JK Simmons, much like Sinister‘s moment with Vincent D’Onofrio, is fast becoming a Blumhouse staple. In it, Simmons explains EVERYTHING to Russell and Hamilton, from who the aliens are to what they want and why the family has chips behind their ears. In fact, the explanation is so in-depth and pointless that it actually contradicts everything the aliens are doing. It’s such a bizarre and oddly placed scene that not only does it bring the shred of tension to a halt, but it causes the viewer to mentally exit the film in order to try to piece all of the nonsense together. The last thing a filmmaker wants is to lose their audience, but this is the moment where it all collapses.

Stewart attempts to regain footing by dropping the viewers immediately into a “must survive” situation because, apparently, THAT NIGHT was the exact night the aliens decided to unveil their mysterious plan. The logic gaps are so overwhelming that it’s impossible for the viewer to get their minds back in the game. The final 15 minutes are rushed, incoherent, and even worse, not scary – which is odd considering they completely ripped off James Wan’s Insidious for its story structure.

Even more damning is the film’s unsatisfying conclusion, where Stewart blatantly sets up his sequel that he’s been secretly thinking about all along. In referencing Insidious, Dark Skies‘ finale should have been the end of its second act, which is why the bloat of the film feels drawn out and boring.

Even if Dark Skies had been scary, it would be impossible to rewatch without fast forwarding. It’s shocking to me that a single frame at a birthday party in Signs is scarier than the entirety of this film. Maybe it’s because the aliens’ motives don’t feel real, or maybe it’s the way the film was shot, but at the end of the day you may as well go watch Fire In The Sky on Netflix and see what a real scary alien movie is all about.

[BD Review] ‘Cell Count’ Tries To Do Too Many Things At Once

Reviewed by Michael Erb

When I saw the poster for this movie, two things immediately popped into my head:

1. This poster directly affects my desire to see this movie.
2. That guy has an anus where his face should be.

Poster aside, Cell Count is a little hard to get a handle on. Tons of ideas are thrown into the narrative without support or explanation. Most of the characters are barely defined, if defined at all. There’s so very little information given on important plot details that the movie eventually loses itself. Logic is introduced an abandon when convenient for the plot. The movie is a sickly mess.

Cell Count begins with Russell by his wife Sadie’s bedside in a hospital, waiting for her to die a slow and expensive death from an unnamed disease. Sadie’s mad scientist physician Dr. Brandt tells Russell about a study he’s conducting that will cure his wife’s disease for free. Russel agrees and at first the cure appears to work. But, there are two inmates involved with the study that Brandt never told anyone about. The previously disease free participants and the sick ones receive matching surgical scars. And there are also the sudden, bloody body transformations of the cured subjects. As the study progresses, Russell and Sadie come to find that the cure is worse than the disease.

The greatest flaw Cell Count suffers is that it’s bursting with ideas that don’t get developed past their introduction. For example: the disease is kept vague. That might seem inconsequential, but it becomes a persistently annoying feature. The characters never name it and its symptoms aren’t clear outside of people coughing and looking sickly. Without any description of what these people are going through, their plight is hard to empathize with.

Additionally, the cure is kept painfully vague. No name, no description of treatment. The only definition the cure receives comes from the horrific body changes that come later in the film. This could be a creative decision to allow viewers to put their own thoughts on what the illness is, but it just smacks of lazy story telling. This vagueness extends to every other aspect of the story. The study participants and thinly characterized outside of a clairvoyant guy, who has the most defined arc of the whole movie. But, his introduction leads to another issue.

There are too many ideas competing with too little development. The cure being a sentient, parasitic life form fights for relevancy with many more ideas that have taken up entire films. One of the convicts is a child molester/murder who went through the earliest stages of the cure testing process. There’s the prophetic young man who’s trying to avert a disastrous future. And then there’s the ending. In the last twenty minutes the story blows up with entirely new ideas about where this facility is located, the later stages of cure transformation, and just how much the disease has ravaged the world. The ending sets up a sequel which is coming out, but it doesn’t conclude the story in any way. There’s no resolution of the threat of the cure or the disease, nor any resolution for the characters. Everyone just gets in place for the next chapter of the Cell Count saga.

There’s also an issue with the complete abandonment of logic that sporadically occurs. Somehow, people with open surgery scars and gunshot wounds in their stomach are walking around like they just sprained something at T Ball practice. The established timetable for the cure to gestate into Cronenberg terrors is ignored so the viewer won’t expect who’s going to transform next. Characters who decide to die in the explosive climax change their minds seemingly because Daniel Baldwin is outside and he has a bus. There’s no consistency to the reasoning and reality of this movie.

The practical gore work looks appropriately sickly. Diseased flesh, open surgery wounds, and a face enveloping skin-flap are disgustingly well done. The brief instances of CGI usage don’t fare as well. It is clear those shots were done for budgetary reasons; they look extraordinarily cheap and they’re used for mere seconds. Overall though, Cell Count isn’t as bloody as you might think. So much time is spent on exposition and the slow build that the gore is limited to a handful of moments.

The cast is mostly competent with precious few noteworthy performances. Robert McKeehen and Haley Talbot as Russell and Sadie share the best work of the film. Separately, the two actors are just as disconnected and uninterested as everyone else in the cast. But as a couple, the pair shows off a nuanced collaboration. The little looks and slight touches they trade make their screen relationship feel real. Otherwise, the majority of the cast shovels out their lines without any real emotion or direction.

You have to admire the ambition of writer/director/editor Todd E. Freeman. With Cell Count, he wants to do a body horror movie, expand the idea into a sci-fi thriller, and setup the sequel to be an epic with a completely different tone. However, instead of developing these ideas, the movie just keeps ramming new wrinkle after new wrinkle into an already overloaded narrative. Cell Count wanted to do a lot with a little and forgot to tell a story along the way. Also, not nearly enough Anus Face.

[BD Review] ‘The Nest’ is Gross in a Good Way

Reviewed by Patrick Cooper

Until I moved from New England to Florida, I never saw a cockroach in person. About one year after moving into my apartment, I started seeing them everywhere. They were small suckers – German cockroaches, they tell me. Some of the hardest to kill. A few times I’ve seen ones the size they are in The Nest and it was terrifying. Before I could clobber one particular beast with a shoe, it turned its head, looked me right in the eye, and hissed. I hate cockroaches.

Director Terence H. Winkless’ (Power Rangers) The Nest features mutated, unstoppable hoards of these loathsome, already unstoppable creatures. They buzz and eat their way through a small coastal town as they gain strength and transform into the hybrid from hell encountered during the film’s climax. The film cruises along at high speed along with the cockroaches – never deviating from creature-feature conventions. Straightforwardness isn’t a bad thing if done well and The Nest is done very well.

Franc Luz stars as Sheriff Tarbell. He’s awakened by a call from the station concerning weird happenings in town. As he’s getting ready to head out, he finds a cockroach in his coffee. The infestation has begun! After making some rounds, he heads to the airport to pick up his old flame, Beth (Lisa Langlois). She’s the daughter of the town’s scowling mayor who’s hiding a secret involving the Intec Corporation and secret mutant roach experiments. One of the worst kind of secrets, in my book.

Roaming masses of roaches quickly overrun the town. They’re foreshadowed by loud hissing, disappearing meat at the grocery store, and bloody animal carcasses. Then bodies start piling up rapidly as the roaches take over more parts of town. It’s up to Sheriff Tarbell, Beth, and a greasy exterminator to find out what Intec was up to, slay the queen, and destroy the nest.

Dr. Morgan Hubbard (Terri Treas – Alien Nation) is also in town. Her character is the mad scientist who worked on the roach mutations. She’s damn near sexually aroused by the strength of the cockroaches. Even when they’re chewing up her hand to a bloody pulp she just stares at them in awe. She begrudgingly helps the Sheriff despite the fact that she loves her precious mutant roaches. She should marry one!

Regardless of its straightforward story and stock characters, everything in The Nest is solid. The cozy small-town atmosphere is nicely developed and its inhabitants – from the diner waitress to the junkyard man – are all suitable for the setting. It’s easy to root for them, y’know? Sheriff Tarbell’s pleasant relationship with the townsfolk is believable and it makes since that he would risk his life to save them. Sure you could say that about most fictional cops, but Franc Luz has a way of carrying himself in that uniform that makes you think, “yeah, he does give a shit about these people.”

This is definitely a horror film that knows its limitations and its audiences. There are no forced statements about society or small town politics. It’s just a simple man vs. monster story done very well. The terror builds up nicely from the roach in the coffee to the giant roach hybrid queen going on a rampage. In between there are plenty of gross out scenes with gore galore. Nothing over-the-top though. The Nest is the third bowl of porridge – just right.

A/V

Scream Factory presents The Nest in 1080p 1.78:1 widescreen with a DTS Master Audio that makes the foreboding hiss of cockroaches damn near deafening at times. The picture looks fantastic with plenty of crisp details and poppy contrasts. It’s one of the best looking releases Scream Factory has put out so far. This is the first time The Nest is available on Blu-ray and in a widescreen format and Scream Factory did a knockout job.

Special Features

The only feature is a commentary with director Terence H. Winkless. He talks about the difficulties of making a cockroach movie, shooting locations, and loads more. Winkless gives a good commentary and fans will definitely want to give it a go.

[BD Review] ‘Girls Against Boys’ is Incredibly Dull

Reviewed by Patrick Cooper

In the ‘70s and ‘80s, rape-revenge movies generated loads of controversy as they shot up, bit off, and poured acid on the dicks of the male audience. Call it desensitization or evolution, but nowadays these films generate shrugs more than shocks. Such is the case with Austin Chick’s Girls Against Boys, an incredibly dull and unenthusiastic entry into the genre (Austin Chick is the name of the director, I’m not referring to some chick from Austin).

College student Shae is gearing up for a weekend in the Hamptons with her boyfriend, a shifty-eyed Brit with a shaved head (honestly, you can do better than him, Shae). It’s obvious she’s over the moon for this guy. When she tells one of her classmates about him she gets all starry eyed. Those stars quickly explode into a supernova when her boyfriend reveals he has a wife and kid.

Heartbroken and in a bit of shock, Shae still manages to go to work. She bartends at a multi-level warehouse-type deal alongside Lu, a fiery redhead who carries herself like a hard-ass. When Lu catches Shae crying on her break, she instinctively knows it’s guy troubles. She invites Shae out for a night of boozing to forget her woes, but if two good-looking women at a bar ever attracted anything, it’s more woes in the form of douchebags.

Several shots later, the girls are invited back to some dudes’ apartment in Brooklyn. One of them, Simon, is particularly sweet on Shae. She’s blackout drunk though and Simon is a gentleman, so he waits until the next morning when she’s conscious to rape her.

Like most useless cops in rape-revenge movies, the police are disinterested and talk to Shae like she’s the criminal. One sits there, leaning back in his chair and slurping down a soda while she recounts the horrific incident. Pigs, huh? This is usually the point in these movies where Simon would be brought to trial and let go with a smack on the wrist. On his way out of the courtroom, he’d throw Shae a wink and a smirk. Shae would become disillusioned with the U.S. justice system and decide to take matters into her own hands. Instead Lu casually suggests they kill Simon. She steals a gun from a cop she seduced and the girls begin their revenge buddy-movie.

This has got to be the most boring revenge movie of all time. Austin Chick seems too evasive to commit to anything. When the film starts veering into psychological thriller territory (Lu’s fucked in the head), it’s cut short. When they start getting down to some brutal revenge, it’s cut short. I know it’s not about the graphic violence here, but what is the point of this film? Got me.

Vigilante films, regardless of their quality, are either cathartic or shocking or both. The best ones (Rolling Thunder, Vigilante) make an audience meditate on the nature of revenge and the closure it allegedly brings. Even at its worst the very theme of revenge should stir up some kind of emotional response. But it’s gotta have some guts, y’know? Girls Against Boys is too spineless and thematically chickenshit to discern more than a shrug.

A/V & Special Features

The disc I received was a screener and did not contain any special features. There were some compression issues with the disc, but at least the blocky images gave me something to think about besides the shitty movie.

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[DVD Review] Few Scares In ‘Paranormal Activity 4′

After a recap of the events of the second film, Paranormal Activity 4 starts on Halloween 2011. This gives us an opportune and legitimate reason for something to be recorded. However we are already getting into that far fetched territory. While a holiday may be reason for a home video, when we push beyond that and delve into teenagers recording themselves – be it at a party or during a simple video chat- we’re already going too far. The point is that the Paranormal Activity movies have gotten to a severe level of abuse. There is simply no legitimate reason for any of these characters to be recording their every move. READ MORE

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[DVD Review] ‘Sinister’ Is Flawed

Upon first inspection, Sinister appears to be a scary, complex film. After mulling about it in one’s mind, it can easily be torn apart quite quickly. The plot revolves around Ellison Oswalt (Ethan Hawke), a true crime writer, who continuously hauls his family across the United States in order to write his next best seller. This time he has moved his own family into a house where the murder of another happened. The family were hanged from the tree in the backyard, with a daughter never being found. The twist in this film comes when Oswalt finds a box of 8mm films in the attic – each detailing a sickening murder of a family. READ MORE

[BD Review] ‘Prison’ is One of the Better Neglected Horror Flicks of the 80′s

Reviewed by Patrick Cooper

Scream Factory is releasing Renny Harlin’s 1988 film Prison for the first time on DVD/Blu-ray in the U.S. and after watching it, I honestly cannot believe it took this long. It’s better than most of the ‘80s horror films people “rediscover” on DVD. On a modest budget, Harlin and producers Irwin Yablans and Charles Band delivered a 60,000-volt prison riot filled with blistering gross-out effects, razor-sharp cinematography, and Viggo Mortensen’s best James Dean impression! Plus, it was filmed in a real abandoned prison and features heaps of real-life hardened cons as extras. If you’re not on-board for this one, get off my bus!

Lane Smith (Red Dawn) stars as hardass prison warden Eaton Sharpe. When the derelict Creedmore Prison is reopened after 30 years, Sharpe is put in charge. The place is in rough shape, so when a few busloads of inmates show up, Sharpe puts them to work. One of these inmates is Burke, a cool, quiet car thief played by Viggo Mortensen. From the bell him and Sharpe don’t get along, so Sharpe gives him a shit detail: knocking down a thick cement wall that’s covering up the old execution chamber. It doesn’t take Burke too long because he’s wicked strong for a scrawny dude and some old voodoo inmate is helping. Once they knock the wall down, an evil spirit escapes and goes on an electrically charged revenge rampage around the prison.

For the first 30 minutes there are no supernatural elements – it’s a straight up prison movie with all the conventions we’re used to. There’s the loveable, quirky convicts who aren’t all that bad, the dickhead warden who has no consideration for human dignity, and power plays out in the yard. This one inmate named Rhino tries to get Burke to be his bitch, but Burke grabs him by the nuts and shows him who’s tough. It’s a great moment. I learned in the commentary that Rhino was played by an actual inmate doing life for murder. When Renny called cut, Rhino would be put back in restraints until he was needed in another shot. Hot shit, huh?

There are loads of fantastic effects and kills in this film. The effects were done by John Carl Buechler, a Corman veteran who also did Ghoulies and TerrorVision. There’s all kinds of stuff like boiling skin, barbwire mummies, melting heads, and Kane Hodder as a dead guy. In short, the effects and stunts kick ass.

Some really great actors besides Viggo and Lane Smith populate the prison. Tommy “Tiny” Lister (No Holds Barred) is cellmates with a smart-mouth Italian named Lasagna who’s obsessed with Sly Stallone (it’s not as bad as it sounds and is pretty funny in parts – like when he gets shit for smuggling a Rambo poster into prison). There’s the wise old black inmate too, like Freeman in Shawshank. He’s played by Lincoln Kilpatrick (Soylent Green) and at first he seems really feeble, but as we all learn in life, old people are hard as hell. The only female at the sausage party is Chelsea Field (MOTU) who plays a humane prison reform board member who disapproves of Sharpe’s harsh methods.

The filmmakers talk in the features about how the original idea was to make Halloween set in a prison, but they scrapped that because what con is going to be afraid of some goon with a knife. They’ve all got shivs in their socks anyway. There is a Halloween vibe though, especially when the camera is slowly moving through the shadowed halls of the prison. It must’ve been a bitch to film in such confined spaces, but cinematographer Mac Ahlberg (Re-Animator) took advantage of the situation and he practically chokes you with this claustrophobic environment.

There’s plenty more to talk about, but I highly suggest you pick up this set. This is Scream Factory’s best release since the two Halloween sets last year and the Blu-ray is a phenomenal way to get acquainted with this lost classic.

A/V

Scream Factory presents Prison in 1080p HD 1.78:1 with DTS HD Master Audio. Besides some very minor scratches, the video is perfect – filled with deep contracts and strong details.

Special Features

HARD TIME: THE MAKING OF PRISON (38:00): It seems like everyone was involved in this making of feature except the actors! Renny Harlin, Irwin Yablans, Charles Band, C. Courtney Joyner (screenwriter), Mac Ahlberg, and more are all here to give their insight and anecdotes. And there are some fantastic anecdotes, trust me.

I gotta say, I’m really happy Scream Factory compiled all the interviews into one long feature. On their releases for Deadly Blessing, The Funhouse, and Terror Train they made each interview it’s own feature, with a title and credit and everything. It was sort of annoying – maybe they did it because they were cranking them out so fast? I dunno. Either way I’m glad it’s one long feature on Prison.

AUDIO COMMENTARY WITH RENNY HARLIN: Renny talks about what it was like to come to America and break into the Hollywood scene, casting, the meaning of crucifixes in his films, and plenty of more insightful stuff. It’s definitely worth a listen.

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