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The ‘Villmark’ Duology Delivers Norwegian Eco-Dread and Hospital Terror [Horrors Elsewhere]
Horrors Elsewhere is a recurring column that spotlights a variety of movies from all around the globe, particularly those not from the United States. Fears may not always be universal, but one thing is for sure — a scream is understood, always and everywhere.
Woodlands and mountainous terrains are unsafe places to be in Norwegian horror movies. This distinct resurgence in hinterland horror, which includes the likes of Cold Prey, Dead Snow and Trollhunter, is a direct effect of the 2003 movie Villmark. Director Pål Øie highlights the challenges urban dwellers face when they leave city comfort behind and venture deep into their homeland’s beautiful yet daunting backcountry.
Øie’s debut draws inspiration from Kåre Bergstrøm’s Lake of the Dead as well as Western slashers squarely set in outlying areas. Because of this, Villmark, also known as Dark Woods, equally functions as a whodunit and a supernatural movie. The film makes every effort when revealing both the splendor and potential dangers of the environment as a reality show’s production team scouts a filming location ahead of the cast and cameras. The crew’s growing wariness of not only the great unknown but also their boss’ insidious change in disposition becomes crucial to the audience’s sustained unease.
In Villmark, Gunnar (Bjørn Floberg) leads a team of four into an uninhabited part of the Kaupanger mountains so they can familiarize themselves with Real TV’s future shooting site. Yet when Gunnar, along with Lasse (Kristoffer Joner) and Per (Marko Kanic), finds the body of a dead camper in the nearby lake, his behavior changes; Gunnar puts off informing the police or the rest of the crew (Eva Röse, Sampda Sharma). The secret wears on the men, and their internal panic finally manifests as they realize they are not alone in these woods.
Villmark dittos the actions and structures of the cabin and wilderness horrors that came before it, but Øie and writer Christopher Grøndahl leave a trail of plot breadcrumbs that imply a supernatural force is really at play. The underlying cause of the film’s terrible events has to do with the lake where a German Nazi plane crashed during World War II. Since then, the water refuses to freeze over in winter, and swimming is inadvisable. Eco-horror has a long history of punishing those who do harm to mother nature, but this movie goes one step further and uses the lake to sponge and transmit a different kind of man-made pollutant. All that remains is a reminder of humanity at its worst.
A place already so grossly misused in the past now sees everyone as invaders. Nature cannot yell for help, so it uses unique measures to remove threats. Whether that hazard be Gunnar and other homocentric people who wish to appropriate the land for their own selfish desires, or a descendant of the aforesaid German Nazis, the lake and its vicinity are on the defensive. The locals operate with a similar purpose, and based on the disturbing revelation in the film’s conclusion, they too want to expel anyone who poses a risk to their culture or the region.
Villmark performed well enough at the box office to warrant an immediate sequel, but until Øie returned to the lake seen in the first film, he had no viable story to tell. Everything changed once he saw Harastølen on the mountainside, though. The empty tuberculosis hospital then serving as his muse, the director and co-writer Kjersti Helen Rasmussen penned a script that expands on the lore developed in the original movie. Villmark 2, which goes by Villmark Asylum in some parts, does not pick up where the last movie ended; knowledge of the previous story is helpful but not wholly necessary. The sequel instead follows the contract workers — Live (Ellen Dorrit Petersen), Ole (Anders Baasmo Christiansen), Frank (Tomas Norström), Even (Mads Sjøgård Pettersen), and Synne (Renate Reinsve) — put in charge of clearing a derelict sanatorium before it is torn down. The edifice appears vacant with the exception of a suspicious caretaker named Karl (Baard Owe), but soon enough, the work crew meets the hospital’s other residents.
Villmark has its characters succumbing to horrors lurking on the outside, whereas the second film brings that terror inside. Water is pumped in from the accursed lake and surely has all to do with the sanatorium’s goings-on. The real-life Harastølen closed because a TB vaccine was invented, but this fictional hospital conducted torturous trials where children of war — those born from taboo German-Norwegian unions in WWII — and their outcast mothers were experimented on. Every inch of the sequel acts on or reflects the anxiety of external threats reaching home, be it natural or political.
The first movie’s supernatural elements are vague enough to where they can be explained away if need be, but beyond a shadow of a doubt, Villmark 2 is otherworldly. The scattershot set pieces are straight out of a survival-horror video game, and a zombie-like nurse roams the corridors in search of new prey. The other minor antagonists, the hospital’s surviving patients, are eldritch and menacing. The previous movie’s body count was considerably low, yet the sequel’s cast is winnowed down in a more systematic manner.
Because of their grimy appearances and woodsy settings, Villmark is likened to The Blair Witch Project. However, their resemblance is only accurate when acknowledging the films’ surface aspects. Øie’s first movie is an ecological slasher elevated by its nuanced theme; people fail to control or understand nature. Meanwhile, Villmark 2 is unfairly disregarded as a Session 9 copycat on account of their setups. A closer watch reveals the sequel is a more intense study of environmental and medical horrors in relation to Germany’s occupation of Norway.
While the two Villmark films are stylistically disparate, they convey the same messages, albeit one more subtle than the other. The original is a pensive and disquieting mystery where the horror slowly unfolds. Its polished, bloodier follow-up skips the arthouse appeal altogether. One movie can certainly be watched without the other, but this duology is more intriguing as a whole.
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‘The Vampire Lestat’ Concert Event Launches New Season With The Ultimate Expression Of Fandom
There are thousands of passionate fans decked out in gothic chic and champing at the bit like feral creatures. They’re screaming for Lestat, a legendary vampire-turned-rock star, as if the entire crowd has been glamored into submission.
The entire experience is magic, but not because some supernatural thrall has been activated. What’s going on is even more special. It’s the power of the effusive fandom that’s been authentically assembled by AMC’s sublime Immortal Universe, namely Anne Rice’s Interview with the Vampire, now, The Vampire Lestat.
The Vampire Lestat is far from the first Anne Rice adaptation, and it’s not as if there’s been a lack of erotic vampire material for audiences to sink their teeth into. On June 2nd, during a one-night-only spectacle, New York City’s prestigious Beacon Theatre shook from Sam Reid’s bravado performance and an audience full of adoring fans who had already memorized Lestat’s songs.
It’s clear that The Vampire Lestat just hits differently than its predecessors. It’s become more than just a TV series at this point, and this opulent display of ego, swagger, and pure sex is the perfect way to premiere the new season and give back to the fans who helped make Interview with the Vampire/The Vampire Lestat such a breakout success. It’s exactly the sort of hyperbolized hedonism that would make Lestat cackle.

For all intents and purposes, AMC has successfully created the illusion that this concert/premiere is just one of the many destinations on Lestat and his band’s 54-stop tour that is simultaneously playing out on this season of television. It’s such a sophisticated and thorough level of interactive fan engagement that the audience doesn’t just understand, but also manages to accentuate through its involvement.
It’s a level of seamless synergy that’s not unlike the give-and-take relationship of vampire and victim.
Before the concert started, “LeStans” were sitting in the Beacon and flipping through a fake Rolling Stone issue with Lestat emblazoned on the cover, complete with interviews with the undead frontman inside. Other fans were admiring the vinyl pressing of Lestat’s EP as they walked past a section of undead band merch. Fandom and fantasy blur together, and it all becomes this elaborate, immersive experience. Fan celebration, erotic gothic fantasy, and a lavish rock concert transform into one beautiful thing.
To this point, AMC Global Media’s Chief Content Officer and President of AMC Studios, Dan McDermott, introduced the event by reiterating to fans, “You are the heartbeat of the series.” That’s abundantly clear on nights like this as that heartbeat collectively pulses to this performance. In terms of how AMC engages with The Vampire Lestat’s fans, it’s as bold a reinvention as the season itself.
This intuitive gamble speaks to AMC’s creativity in this department and a fandom that is eager to seize such opportunities. It’s the same innovation that led to zombie walks for The Walking Dead and real-life Los Pollos Hermanos restaurant pop-ups from Breaking Bad. It’s a great way to pump up the audience for The Vampire Lestat and then maintain that enthusiasm for the whole season.
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For most series, a rock ‘n’ roll concert just doesn’t make any sense as a promotional tool. The Vampire Lestat finds itself in a very unique position where it can deliver an excellent concert at an iconic theater, but also use it to showcase The Vampire Lestat’s music by Daniel Hart (who was shredding on stage alongside Reid and the rest of their band) and, more than anything, Sam Reid’s endless charisma.
The way in which Reid feeds off of the crowd’s energy, modulating his performance and giving different sections of the Beacon life, is a perfect distillation of the series’ thoughtful relationship with its audience and how it’s become such a breakout success for AMC. AMC Studios President Dan McDermott emphasized that the fans are the reason that the show is still here and why an event like this is even possible. It’s rare to see a series in which every single cog in the machine is so perfectly attuned to its fans. Reid’s fans already cheer whenever they see him, so why not translate that to a concert setting?
It’s clear in this season of television that Reid was born to be a rock star, but it’s surreal to see him effortlessly command the stage — and the audience — at every step of the concert. He recites Shakespeare monologues and bitches out Armand between songs, all while the audience screams in support. For the duration of this concert, Reid is Lestat, and he’s given thousands of fans a memory that’s as immortal as any vampire.
Now bring on the encore and get this show on the road!




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