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‘Landmine Goes Click’ – This 2015 Revenge Thriller Channels Classic Exploitation Movies
Levan Bakhia doesn’t have a lot of credits to his name, and his only other directed movie so far is the sauna-set thriller 247°F. Yet before taking his indefinite leave of absence from filmmaking, Bakhia left the world a disturbing parting gift. His 2015 movie is strictly for fans of disobedient storytelling. Set and filmed in the Georgian director’s homeland, Landmine Goes Click combines a high-concept plot with the brutality of vintage Grindhouse and exploitation movies.
While the country of Georgia has made a conscious effort to clear landmines left over from wartime, there is always going to be the chance that one was overlooked. And unfortunately for the three characters in Landmine Goes Click, they found it. Newly engaged couple Daniel and Alicia (Dean Geyer, Spencer Locke) and their best friend Chris (Sterling Knight) are backpacking somewhere out in the Georgian countryside, near the mountains and several hours away from the closest town. There is an unspoken tension between the three friends, but it’s only when one of them steps on a landmine does the truth come out and destroy their relationships.
Similar to 247°F, this movie also centers on desperate young characters stuck in an unusual situation. However, Landmine Goes Click could have simply focused on the immediate dilemma — Chris can’t move until help arrives — but Bakhia didn’t aim for a straightforward thriller this time around. No, he crafted a story with three distinct acts, each one more depraved than the last. The first part looks to be a standard survival drama until a foreshadowed plot twist changes everything.

The movie mutates into something grimier as Chris and Alicia’s secret finally blows up in their faces. After revealing the two had a dalliance in the past, it becomes more and more likely that Chris stepping on the mine wasn’t an accident. The confirmation comes soon enough, and while it isn’t surprising, it is a good sample of the kind of vileness this tortuous movie has in store for its viewers. Those initial fifteen minutes may seem tense and hopeless, but they will feel like a picnic compared to the remainder of the story.
The next act is where Landmine Goes Click starts to go to dark places. As Alicia tries to save Chris, a local named Ilya (Kote Tolordava) and his dog show up out of the blue. Ilya, whose actor passed away shortly after this movie was released, fools the audience into thinking he’s more inept than dangerous. At first Ilya plays up his oafish act, grating on both yours and the character’s nerves with his repeated obtuseness. Like in the previous chapter, though, looks are deceiving; Ilya is more calculating than he originally let on.
Bakhia was wise to not revolve the story around Chris and Alicia’s original predicament; there isn’t enough there to sustain an entire movie. This is also one of those cases where the involved characters are only interesting because of their bizarre problem. Without the mine here, Chris and Alicia aren’t compelling. Meanwhile, the introduction of Ilya keeps the movie feeling fresh and interesting, not to mention unpredictable. When it seems like Landmine is losing its focus and going nowhere during Ilya’s arrival, though, the last scene of this middle act pays out. The camera stays on Alicia during her excruciating and prolonged attack, forcing you to look at her and absorb every second of her pain.

There is no time to shake off the queasy feelings incurred by watching the previous act. Immediately the movie moves on to what looks to be a much needed cooldown period, but it’s actually the inevitable fulfillment of a threat made earlier. Landmine Goes Click channels the lurid revenge flicks of yesteryear by having a certain someone deliver karmic retribution after biding their time. The story trades the open outdoors for a cramped house, where a home-invasion scenario in the vein of Funny Games plays out with dreadful results. In lieu of fear caused by an intimidating culprit, one who is undermined by their own overdone performance, the victims’ medley of desperate pleas, wailing and hysteria makes the conclusion frightful and agonizing. The emotional add-on is something else to consider — the high cost of revenge — though it comes across as too hurried.
Bakhia runs a tight ship, rarely allowing for any significant downtime in the story. He knows how to keep people’s attention as well as test their endurance. The movie’s glaring lack of plausibility could be a deterrent to those who seek that, but here the emphasis is on extremes. There is no moderation or realism to be found. Landmine Goes Click is one long, cinematic shock button that averts credibility and embraces transgressivism.
Landmine Goes Click isn’t for everyone, and even the most hardened viewers might find themselves unsettled by what they see. However, if you miss the unapologetic style and execution of classic exploitation filmmaking, this thriller is a step in the right direction.
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 be universal, but one thing is for sure — a scream is understood, always and everywhere.

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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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