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[Editorial] Why You Should Watch ‘Todd and the Book of Pure Evil’!

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Whether or not you’re a fan of big programs like The Walking Dead or American Horror Story, you’ve got to admit that we’re living in a golden age of horror on television. From Ash vs The Evil Dead to Channel Zero, shows are getting away with a lot more gore and disturbing themes these days, even rivaling many studio films. However, with all these small screen juggernauts, it’s easy to miss out on some independent hidden gems.

That’s precisely why I’d like to take a moment to appreciate the simple, perverted genius of a certain short-lived Canadian horror show. This under-appreciated series can be best described as the unholy love child of American Pie and The Evil Dead (with a generous dose of Buffy the Vampire Slayer added in for good measure), though it ultimately gets even weirder.

Todd and the Book of Pure Evil was created by Craig David Wallace, Charles Picco, and Anthony Leo, based on a homonymous low-budget short film. Premiering in 2010 on the Space Channel, the series was successful enough to warrant a second (and final) season, having amassed a handful of Canadian television awards and a respectable cult following. This resulted in a total of 26 episodes of unexpectedly enjoyable supernatural depravity, heavy metal and High School drama.

The show focuses on Alex House as the titular Todd Smith, a head-banging stoner who’s confronted with a satanic tome known only as the Book of Pure Evil, capable of granting desperate teenage wishes, but always at a gruesome cost. With the help of his one-armed best friend Curtis (played by Bill Turnbull), his feisty crush Jenny (Maggie Castle), and the nerdy Hannah (Melanie Leishman), Todd attempts to banish the book from Crowley High and unravel the prophecy of the Pure Evil One. Of course, insanely entertaining supernatural shenanigans ensue.

Beyond the otherworldly terrors unleashed by the book, the gang is also forced to deal with Atticus Murphy Jr (played by the excellent Chris Leavins), their school guidance counselor and a closeted Satanist hell-bent on capturing the book for himself. The show also features Jason Mewes as Jimmy, the school janitor and Todd’s lovable mentor, always spouting hilarious nuggets of pothead wisdom.

There’s usually a little bit more blood and guts involved.

During these two short seasons, Todd and the Book of Pure Evil somehow managed to present us with lovable characters, satanic intrigue and several homages to classic horror flicks, all miraculously balanced in the span of easily digested 22-minute-long episodes. Having binged the entirety of the series, plus last year’s animated film that serves as a long-awaited conclusion to the second season’s cliffhanger ending, I’m truly baffled as to why this doesn’t have a bigger fan base.

The show’s signature blend of demonic creatures, stoner humor, and teenage angst obviously isn’t for everyone, but I feel like there’s a significant portion of horror fans who are more than willing to put with a dick joke or two in their televised gore (myself included). After all, it seems like the series’ strength lies precisely in its ability to balance rampant gross-outs and questionable humor with genuinely clever writing and relatable characters.

Of course, the show doesn’t always succeed in its attempts at comedy, and much of the main plot feels derivative, but even the clichés are presented from a fresh perspective, with the writing always feeling just self-aware enough to overcome most of these flaws. And, while the series thrives on parodies of everything from Phantom of the Opera to traditional After School Specials, there’s always a clever (albeit usually horrific) twist that make these episodes stand out.

Hell, the musical episodes were some of my favorites, as the creative direction and writing shined despite a limited budget and obvious time constraints. I also particularly loved how the characters eventually reference the fact that the show’s Illuminati-like Satanists aren’t doing a very good job of representing real-world Satanism, which is decidedly less nefarious.

Maybe it’s an inherent urge to always root for the underdog, but I find it inspiring to see a low-budget production surpass its financial limitations through sheer tenacity and wit. Admittedly, the show’s effects and set design aren’t amazing, but everything is presented so earnestly that it ends up helping the series feel more like the B-movies it’s trying to emulate, instead of detracting from the experience.

All of this translates nicely into Todd and the Book of Pure Evil: The End of the End, an animated film that serves as a kind of pseudo-third-season to the show. The movie combines what could have been four stand-alone episodes into a feature-length conclusion to the story, with the animation allowing writers to focus on some of the more outlandish elements of the plot without worrying about the effects budget. It serves as a satisfying series finale, with hysterical musical numbers and the humorous culmination of several character arcs, but the awkward structure makes it slightly less enjoyable as a standalone film.

It’s still one hell of a good time!

Overall, Todd and the Book of Pure Evil is consistently entertaining, even when it stumbles with some occasional awkward writing and limited production value. While the series cleverly deconstructed genre tropes in what could have been a fairly standard high school horror story, the likable characters and memorable banter amongst the gang are easily the most compelling reasons to revisit this criminally underrated show.

Had it gone on for a few more seasons, Todd could have become a worthy successor to Buffy, having the main cast grow up as they fought evil, perhaps even beyond high school. Nevertheless, the few episodes that we got have a certain raunchy charm that’s present in very few horror shows these days. It may not have been the best of its kind, and the humor can be downright stupid at times, but clever storytelling and a compelling cast make this a short-but-sweet horror comedy that doesn’t overstay its welcome. So, why not give the show, and its animated conclusion, a chance at fighting evil (with mixed results)?

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

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‘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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