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20 Years Ago, ‘Blade’ Was Ahead of Its Time as Marvel’s First Big Screen Success Story
In the last decade, the Marvel cinematic universe has become a seemingly unstoppable box office juggernaut, but it was an adaptation of a horror comic released 20 years ago that proved Marvel comics could be successful in movie form. Released in theaters on August 21, 1998, Blade slayed at the box office and set the blueprint for not just the two sequels that followed but all future Marvel features; bankable leads and a director with a distinct visual style tailor-made for the eponymous Marvel character equals success. Twenty years later, Blade holds up well not just as an action horror film but for its historical relevance to the dominating genre of superhero adaptations.
In the case of Blade, having Wesley Snipes at the height of his popularity in the starring role plus special effects artist turned director Stephen Norrington meant bringing something wholly new to the big screen. Even better, at least from a horror standpoint, is that the studio behind the film is none other than New Line Cinema, or “The House that Freddy Built.” The dark tone is established from the opening sequence, with Traci Lords’ vampire seductress luring her victim into the bowels of a meat processing plant where a rave is being held. She loses her guest in the thick of the crowd just in time for the sprinkler system to unleash a torrential downpour of blood. It’s right as the unsuspecting date is about to become vampire chow that we’re introduced to Snipes’ Blade, a ruthless vampire hunter that easily dispatches all of the hired vampire security in the room.
Snipes plays Blade as a stoic killing machine; his mother was bitten by a vampire while giving birth, leaving him with the thirst and strength of a vampire, but the tolerance of the sun and garlic as a human. Blade is dubbed the protector of humans, but he’s really just a mean slaying machine embittered by his situation. When one of Blade’s victims escapes his clutches and bites hematologist Dr. Karen Jenson (N’Bushe Wright), Karen then becomes the audience proxy to submerge us in Blade’s violent, bloody world.
Through Karen, we learn the vampire world has a structured hierarchy in place, and that the primary antagonist is looking to become the blood god La Magra and rule the vampire race. That villain, Deacon Frost, bears no resemblance to his comic counterpart but that’s also a major win for the movie. Stephen Dorff is a highlight of the film, his ambitious but youthful vampire a perfect balance to the quiet detachment of Blade.

With an antihero that never loses focus on his sole mission of vampire genocide, it helps to make the vampires monstrous, and Blade nailed that aspect. Refreshingly, this action-horror doesn’t romanticize its bloodsucking beasts. Frost’s minion Quinn (Donal Logue) is gruesome as a burnt crispy corpse that tries to make Karen a meal. Pearl answered the question of what happens when an older vampire becomes morbidly obese, which in turn begs the question; how much does a vampire have to eat to become to large? It set the stage for the more horrific type of vampires that would follow in the sequels.
Blade is a character of few words, and both the script (by David S. Goyer) and the actors imbue the characters with depth without dialogue. Blade’s main ally and mentor Whistler (Kris Kristofferson) is seen in one of his earliest scenes haphazardly filling Blade’s Charger with fuel, spilling it everywhere, and then immediately striking up a match to smoke. It’s an unspoken moment that paints Whistler as a character with disregard for his own life, followed up later with the reveal that his character is dying from cancer. Frost’s lover and second in command, Mercury (Arly Jover), barely has a handful of lines in the entire film, yet she feels like a fully realized character because of her actions and facial expressions.
Blade demonstrated that a Marvel movie could be more than just action. The fight sequences, action scenes, and high energy soundtrack all made for an addictive action movie, sure, but Blade has more depth than it could’ve gotten away with. Snipes is Blade, and Deacon Frost is easily the best villain of the trilogy thanks to Dorff. It’s appropriate that 2018 marks the year that Marvel finally returns to horror with the upcoming Venom (and The New Mutants had it not gotten pushed back), 20 years after Blade’s release. But at the same time, Blade proved there was a fanbase for horror comic adaptations, so what took so long? Either way, save for some CG work that shows its age, Blade holds up remarkably well. Here’s to 20 more years.
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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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