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The Hitchhiker from Hell: Revisiting Richard Stanley’s ‘Dust Devil’

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Color Out of Space, an adaptation of H.P. Lovecraft’s popular story, marks the first feature film in decades helmed by Richard Stanley. After a well-received debut with Hardware, he used his newfound clout to make a more personal film; his sophomore effort Dust Devil, his last full feature released since 1992. Like Color Out of SpaceDust Devil was a personal project for Stanley and one that eschewed conventional storytelling.

Robert John Burke stars as the eponymous Dust Devil. A force of evil that wanders the desert, murdering those in his path. He preys upon the weak, the faithless, and the damned. Chelsea Field stars as Wendy, a woman on the run from her husband, a catalyst for her path to cross with the Dust Devil. Her inner and external struggles for survival take center stage, but in the peripheral is Sgt. Ben Mukurob’s (Zakes Mokae) grudge-fueled search to stop the Dust Devil. In Stanley’s hands, though, the premise isn’t nearly as linear or as lucid as it sounds.

Dust Devil is a patchwork of ideas and inspiration. Stanley drew from his childhood; urban legends of “The Vanishing Hitchhiker” that he learned from his anthropologist mother and school-aged memories were woven into the screenplay. The core concept of the Dust Devil is steeped in South African mysticism and drew from the South African serial killer known as Nhadiep, a killer so elusive that locals came to believe he was supernatural. Spaghetti Westerns were a staple of Stanley’s viewing growing up, which played an evident influence on his film, but so too did Gialli and Andrei Tarkovsky’s Mirror. All of which makes for one fevered dream of a movie.

It likely didn’t help that, upon initial release, Miramax and Palace Pictures weren’t sure what to do with the film. They’d both previously served as producing partners on Hardware, a film intentionally created to be more commercially friendly, and thought Stanley would craft another readily marketable genre movie. Moreover, they thought they were getting a more straightforward serial killer feature in the vein of Silence of the Lambs, and insisted Chelsea Field be cast as Wendy.

Studio pressures to make a product more commercially viable were high, but they were too far removed from the Namibia production to interfere much. That meant they didn’t quite know what to do with the feature they got; Miramax chairman Harvey Weinstein decided the best approach was to trim down Dust Devil from 120 minutes to 87 minutes and release it under the title Demonica. In the UK, Palace Pictures filed for bankruptcy before Dust Devil saw release, and when Polygon acquired it for release, they wound up shelving it instead. Eventually, Stanley invested a lot of money and time to re-edit the feature for Polygon to give the film a brief theatrical release.

The result is a strange film that received a nominal release, making it destined for cult status. It’s a peculiar blend of mysticism, influences, and ideas that lacks mainstream appeal. The difficulties during production and its release, in conjunction with Stanley’s firing from his follow-up project The Island of Dr. Moreau, likely played a vital role in the director’s retreat from the Hollywood system. For nearly three decades, he focused on shorts, anthology segments, and documentaries instead. It makes sense that another personal project like Color Out of Space marks his return this year.

Dust Devil might be marred for many by its lack of rooting interest in a central character, but it also makes for a wholly unpredictable experience. It’s a movie that sums up the visionary and provocative work of Richard Stanley quite well. 

Horror journalist, RT Top Critic, and Critics Choice Association member. Co-Host of the Bloody Disgusting Podcast. Has appeared on PBS series' Monstrum, served on the SXSW Midnighter shorts jury, and moderated horror panels for WonderCon and SeriesFest.

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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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