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How ‘The Lords of Salem’ Was Essentially Rob Zombie’s Dark Remake of ‘Hocus Pocus’

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After three centuries, three witch sisters are resurrected in Salem, Massachusetts.”

The above plot description was taken from IMDb’s entry for Hocus Pocus, the beloved Disney film from 1993, but I wouldn’t fault you if you initially thought it was the plot description for a far different film: Rob Zombie’s hugely divisive The Lords of Salem, released in 2013. Then again, maybe the two movies aren’t so different after all.

I’ve had an interesting relationship with The Lords of Salem over the years. I initially saw the film when it hit theaters, and I honestly didn’t know what to make of it back then. But after subsequent viewings, along with a trip to the filming locations back in 2014, I’ve kinda fallen in love with Zombie’s wacky arthouse horror experiment.

More than anything, The Lords of Salem is a love letter to the vibe of Salem, a town with an intangible but very much palpable mood that looms over it. The atmosphere of the town, and its unsavory history, was captured wonderfully by Zombie’s most unsettling film to date, which spills the past of Salem directly into the present for a nightmarish tale of witches reborn to take their revenge on the town that wronged them. Lords gave us Zombie at his most visionary, and damn is it aurally unsettling and visually pleasing.

But upon revisiting The Lords of Salem last night (my fourth viewing of the film since 2013), I was struck by something I had never realized before. As I half-jokingly tweeted late last night, I’ve been hit with the realization that [The Lords of Salem is] secretly a super dark reboot of Hocus Pocus.”

Of course, it’s safe to say that Zombie’s intention was most definitely *not* to remake Hocus Pocus with The Lords of Salem, but if you use a little imagination, it’s somewhat fascinating to watch it as a 20-years-later sequel, albeit a much less family-friendly one, to the Disney film. And the connections between the two are striking right off the bat.

Like Hocus Pocus, the story of The Lords of Salem begins with a group of witches being killed in Salem, Massachusetts, but not before they cast a supernatural spell over the town. In Hocus Pocus, the witches cast a spell that will allow them to be resurrected in the future. In Lords of Salem, the witches cast a spell that, well, will resurrect them in the future. In both films, those witches from a bygone era do indeed return to Salem in the present day, where they’re free to continue their terribly evil deeds.

(Mind you, Lords of Salem adds an additional clause to the devilish contract that will see a female descendant of the witches’ murderer impregnated with the spawn of Satan, but that’s where the whole “darker reboot” thing comes into play – then again, let’s not forget that the aim of the witches in Hocus Pocus was to… suck the souls of children?!)

Not only does the original coven of executed Salem witches return in The Lords of Salem – led by Meg Foster’s Margaret Morgan, easily one of the scariest witches ever put on film – but so too does the film introduce us to a new trio of witches that we soon learn are in bed with Morgan’s coven. And wouldn’t ya know it, they’re three sisters!

Dee Wallace, Patricia Quinn and Judy Geeson play Sonny, Megan and Lacy, the modern day witches who have tasked themselves with making sure that Margaret Morgan’s plan for the rebirth of the Devil himself is carried out within the body of ill-fated radio DJ/cursed descendant Heidi LaRoc (Sheri Moon Zombie). It doesn’t require all that much imagination, if you’re willing to have a little fun, to imagine Sonny, Megan and Lacy as Mary, Winifred and Sarah, the Sanderson sisters from Hocus Pocus.

And it doesn’t hurt that the three Lords of Salem characters, for the most part, look like their Disney counterparts, right down to Winnie and Megan sharing a hairstyle!

Both Lords of Salem and Hocus Pocus pitch perfectly capture the eerie spirit of Halloween – and of the town that is essentially, as best as I can describe it, “Halloween Mecca” – and there’s no doubt enough similarities between the two that they can be, at the very least, paired up for a nice little double feature. My advice? Watch Hocus Pocus first. Afterwards, pop in Zombie’s Lords of Salem and pretend that the three witches in the latter film are a sort of “alternate universe” version of the Sanderson sisters.

Hey, we’re probably never getting Hocus Pocus 2. But at least we have Lords of Salem.

Writer in the horror community since 2008. Editor in Chief of Bloody Disgusting. Owns Eli Roth's prop corpse from Piranha 3D. Has two awesome cats. Still plays with toys.

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André Øvredal’s ‘Troll Hunter’ Remains One of the Best Found Footage Movies

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André Øvredal's Troll Hunter

In this day and age, the wordtrollis 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 shoutstrollat 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.

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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.

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Otto Jespersen as Hans the Troll Hunter.

There is always a small risk whenever using the termmockumentaryto 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 callfound footage.

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

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