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[It Came From the ‘80s] ‘The Brain’ That Wouldn’t Stop Eating People
With horror industry heavy hitters already in place from the 1970s, the 1980s built upon that with the rise of brilliant minds in makeup and effects artists, as well as advances in technology. Artists like Rick Baker, Rob Bottin, Alec Gillis, Tom Woodruff Jr., Tom Savini, Stan Winston, and countless other artists that delivered groundbreaking, mind-blowing practical effects that ushered in the pre-CGI Golden Age of Cinema. Which meant a glorious glut of creatures in horror. More than just a technical marvel, the creatures on display in ‘80s horror meant tangible texture that still holds up decades later. Grotesque slimy skin to brutal transformation sequences, there wasn’t anything the artists couldn’t create. It Came From the ‘80s is a series that will pay homage to the monstrous, deadly, and often slimy creatures that made the ‘80s such a fantastic decade in horror.
Opening scenes are a big deal in horror. They set the tone, but they also serve to hook the viewer with a memorable kill before diving into the story and character introductions. In the “anything goes” era of ‘80s horror, that meant a number of completely off the rails opening scenes. The Brain offers a great example. Downstairs a mom is watching a self-help show on TV, the house decked out in Christmas decorations, while her teen daughter looks down from the upstairs landing with disapproval. There are clear personal, negative feelings toward the show’s host, Dr. Anthony Blakely (Re-Animator’s David Gale). The teen retreats to her room, and her teddy bear starts bleeding from its eyes, moving on its own. Monstrous arms burst through her walls and grab her. So do weird tentacles, or are they tongues? Her mom answers her screams and she, too, is grabbed by the tentacles. The teen stabs them with scissors to free her mother, and oops, she’d killed her mother instead- there’s no sign of monster or struggle anywhere. Was it all in her head?
Cut to the film’s true protagonists, teen prankster Jim (Tom Bresnahan) and his girlfriend Janet (Cynthia Preston). Jim’s pranks have pushed the school admin’s buttons once too many, and they demand his parents send him to Dr. Blakely’s care. What no one knows is that Dr. Blakely is in cahoots with an alien brain with a penchant for brainwashing and mind control. Luckily, Jim is a male adolescent with a healthy libido, which somehow thwarts the brain’s attempts at complete mind control. On the one hand, The Brain subverts the ‘80s trope that sex equals death in horror, but on the other, this is just one of many nonsensical plot points. That’s not always a bad thing, though.
The Brain is the brainchild of director Ed Hunt and screenwriter Barry Pearson, who’d previously teamed up to deliver creepy kid slasher film Bloody Birthday (currently streaming on Shudder). They take aim at the self-help/self-esteem craze of the period, by way of low-budget sci-fi horror that feels apropos of the atomic ‘50s. The characters and plot tend to make no sense, the dialogue can be atrocious, and the effects are often cheesy where the Brain is concerned, and yet it’s entertaining anyway.
The Brain itself looks like an oversized Madball with a large rat-tail (it’s actually a spinal column). It grows larger and larger as it chows down on humans, and the effect is essentially a puppet plopping down on the human victim and engulfing it. The creature and special makeup effects were handled by Mark Williams (Aliens, Blue Monkey). While the main body of the creature is a rubber-suited monster puppet, Williams got to play with monstrous tongue tentacles, limbs, and green goo for blood- there’s a more to the effects than the goofiness of the creature, though that’s part of the charm. Plus, lots and lots of slime. The highlight of the movie, in terms of special effects, involved a gnarly reveal behind David Gale’s character, proving Dr. Blakely has a lot in common with Dr. Carl Hill from Re-Animator.
If there’s been one continuous, brutal enemy of horror throughout the years, it’s cancer. It’s claimed many of our beloved horror heroes, and special effects artist Mark Williams is among them, having passed away at the too young age of 38 from respiratory failure. It happened a month after receiving a cancer diagnosis in 1998. Williams had just been announced as the head of special effects for Full Moon Pictures, worked as effects design coordinator for rockers like Alice Cooper and Poison, did makeup effects on notable films like The Fly and The Abyss, and even had small roles in Terminator 2: Judgment Day and A Return to Salem’s Lot. He was entrenched in genre work, but his is a name that doesn’t come up often because he was taken far too soon.
The Brain isn’t groundbreaking at all, as far as storytelling and special effects go, but it does perfectly capture the wacky practical effect driven fun of the decade. It helps that there’s a huge level of unpredictability, both in Jim and his girlfriend’s behavior and the alien Brain’s ultimate goals. Plus, more David Gale in horror is always a good thing. This movie has just the right amount of cheese to amuse any drive-in mutant.

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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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