Editorials
Hidden Halloween Favorite: ‘Murder Party’
Years before the successes of Blue Ruin and Green Room, Jeremy Saulnier made a quiet debut with Murder Party, a horror comedy that saw a handful of midnight screenings on October 12, 2007, before releasing onto DVD on October 16, 2007. Without any fanfare or buzz upon release, Murder Party slipped by unnoticed for years before amassing a cult following. Which meant that Saulnier never earned back the money he put into making the film, and went back to his day job before amassing the funds to make Blue Ruin. Since Blue Ruin was a completely different type of film, Saulnier and star Macon Blair understandably distanced themselves temporarily from their comedic first feature, further relegating Murder Party to the shadows. Murder Party may not have the nail-biting intensity of its later siblings, but it’s twisted sense of humor, balls to the wall climax, and its holiday theming makes for a fun modern Halloween classic.

The plot is simple; milquetoast Christopher finds an invite on the street entitled “Murder Party.” With no other Halloween plans, and his cat Lancelot hogging his favorite chair, he constructs a knight costume out of cardboard and bakes pumpkin bread with raisins as a gift to the host and heads on his way to Brooklyn. He finds himself at a nondescript warehouse on a deserted street, and is greeted by a group of art students, all shocked that anyone bothered to show up to their party. Why? Because the sole reason for this particular Halloween shindig is to murder the unsuspecting guest for the sole sake of impressing a wealthy art patron into gifting them with a grant.
The art students go all out too, in terms of both murder preparations and Halloween costumes. There’s Paul the gothic vampire, Macon the werewolf, Sky the undead cheerlead, Lexi as Pris from Blade Runner, and Bill dressed as a Baseball Fury from The Warriors. If the name Macon gave you pause, it’s because he’s played by Macon Blair, already showing promise of stardom as the lovelorn fool with an obvious crush on disinterested Lexi. In fact, nearly every single character on screen borrows their actor’s moniker. It’s the first overt sign that this was a film fueled by blood, sweat, and tears among friends and family.

Everyone on screen pulls double duty in some way, with Macon Blair and Chris Sharm, the lead actor, also serving as executive producers. Sharp is also credited as a costumer for his cardboard knight. Well deserved, too, I might add. Murder Party is one that became a regular Halloween watch for me, and I’ve spent enough of those viewings wondering if I could construct a cardboard knight costume nearly as well made (I doubt it). The low budget also meant some ballsy moves during production. Like the needles used in the scene of ultimate truth or dare involving shots of Sodium Pentothal? Actual hypodermic needles filled with saline were used. Talk about taking method acting to a new level.
What Green Room did for the underground punk scene Murder Party does for pretentious art students. Saulnier always seems to be able to keep his finger on the pulse of a subculture, and his debut was no different. Save for some extremely comical situations, like Sky’s severe non-organic raisin allergy, the movie almost lulls you into thinking you’ve put on a sort of mumblecore comedy. That is until near fatal accidents pile up, harmful truths are revealed, the dog gets ahold of the drugs, and someone finally reaches their homicidal mass murder breaking point- all while poor Christopher is caught in the middle.
Hyper-violence and a glorious bloodbath make for one of the most fun final acts, with a satisfying conclusion to Christopher’s venture out on Halloween night. I’m with you, Christopher, perhaps staying home with horror movies and candy corn is a better plan.
Editorials
André Øvredal’s ‘Troll Hunter’ Remains One of the Best Found Footage Movies
In this day and age, the word “troll” is often used to describe various online nuisances. Yet as abundant and irksome as the modern troll can be, they aren’t usually as fearsome as their mythological counterparts. I’m not talking about the small and gentler versions that have become more common to see in media. No, there are much bigger and scarier trolls out there—and André Øvredal’s movie Troll Hunter is one of the best places to find them.
It doesn’t take long for Troll Hunter (or Trolljegeren) to dump the Blair Witch Project-esque setup and aim for something a lot fresher. The trajectory of the story is augmented by Otto Jespersen’s character Hans, the titular Troll Hunter. The second he comes barreling out of the deep, dark woods and shouts “troll” at the camera, this movie takes a turn into what feels like uncharted territory. Not only subject-wise, but also conceptually.
For fantastical and made-up subject matter in cinema, found footage is a fast way to add a guise of believability. After all, what we accept to be the most crucial aspect of documentaries—the truth—rubs off on pseudo-documentaries, despite our understanding of the pretense involved. That is what Øvredal delivered with Troll Hunter: a movie so convincing that some viewers wondered if trolls really do exist. So, had this been straightforwardly made, it likely wouldn’t have been as effective. Conventional narratives would be more inclined to treat something like trolls as flat out unreal, and never try to convince the audience to think otherwise.

Hans petrifies the three-headed Tusseladd troll.
The viewers, like the characters trailing Hans, are quickly thrown into the deeper end of that extraordinary story. They have to process all this new information while staying on the go. So, although there is no significant amount of meandering, narratively or physically, there is still a good amount of atmosphere, not to mention tension building. It’s never anything frightful, but then again, Troll Hunter isn’t your standard offering of horror; it’s more on the low end of the dark fantasy spectrum. We aren’t ever spirited away to a faraway world—we stay in rather familiar surroundings, as well as dip into those less so. The outcome is a movie where you’re constantly more in awe than in terror.
As fantasy fiction might do, Troll Hunter prefers not to deal with incredulity. There is no time to waste on doubt, as interviewer Thomas (Glenn Erland Tosterud), soundperson Johanna (Johanna Mørck), and cameraman Kalle (Tomas Alf Larsen) all follow Hans around, recording whatever this character is willing to reveal about his bizarre job. Of course, the Troll Hunter himself is not an open book; in that respect, the diegetic documentary fails to fully capture and unpack the more interesting of its two subjects. Yes, all those giant, monstrous trolls are indeed incredible, but understandably, your mind wanders to their pursuer. What kind of person signs up for this gig and then chooses to stick with it for so long?
Reviews have called out Troll Hunter for its lack of character development. In regard to Thomas and his fellow documentarians, that criticism is valid, but bear in mind, they aren’t the focus of the story, either. Meanwhile, Hans is a well-crafted character. At least better than first realized. Before he was introduced, Hans had already grown tired of the troll grind. Fed up with that low compensation for his services, resentful of the bureaucracy, and wanting to expose his employer on a large scale, Hans’ discontent is glaring.
Then there are those finer details about the Troll Hunter, such as that indifference to both the natural splendor of his everyday surroundings and the affections of an obviously smitten colleague, that also suggest some level of despondency. So it is fair to say this movie doesn’t feature any sizable growth for its characters; however, the namesake isn’t underwritten. No doubt, putting a real-life character like Otto Jespersen in that role is partly why Hans is so fascinating—maybe even relatable.

Otto Jespersen as Hans the Troll Hunter.
There is always a small risk whenever using the term “mockumentary” to describe a found-footage movie, as the word could imply humor where there is none. In the case of Troll Hunter, the term’s usage is appropriate. Some folks have claimed the English-dubbed version has the more comedic tone, however, the Norwegian cut isn’t exactly humorless. Apart from the trolls’ absurd appearances, this is a movie where the characters nearly choke on the monsters’ farts, and Christians are like walking targets. Hans’ complete apathy towards everything is another cause of laughter. Overall, the comedy is intentionally dry and inconsistent. Unfunny, though? Absolutely not.
In a movie where endemic creatures are maltreated, as well as disavowed from living freely and peacefully, it’s hard not to notice the ecological message buried beneath the story. In addition to that is the unmistakable political satire. There is this whole business about intrusive and unsightly power lines—like trolls, they’re big blemishes on the land—that leads to what is perhaps the movie’s funniest moment. The scene in question is that one where certain electric lines, the ones secretly being used to keep the trolls at bay, go in a loop and don’t actually send power to any residents. Yet the monitors of said lines don’t find this at all weird. So it stands to reason that Øvredal was having a go at those who accept the government’s doings without question.
Looking past the fact that trolls aren’t actually real, this movie is an enlightening source of information. And not just for international audiences; Norwegians, too, get schooled about their homeland’s own mythology. It’s also evident from everything on screen that Øvredal and his crew were enthusiastic about the topic. The creature designs are the most indicative of that zeal; those imaginative yet myth-accurate manifestations are equally amusing and grotesque. One second you’re laughing at their phallic noses, the next you’re white-knuckling during a hairy sequence. Most surprisingly is how well the trolls’ visual effects hold up after fifteen years. It’s not all spotless, but on the whole, they remain impressive.
Vouching for a mockumentary about trolls isn’t easy, but those who do come around and give it a shot will more than likely be grateful for the recommendation. For Troll Hunter is a real find in that vast and varied genre we call “found footage“.

A bridge troll reaches up for food and finds Hans decked out in armor.
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