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“I Can Be Your Worst Enemy”: The Underrated Horror Comedy of ‘The Cable Guy’
“The Cable Guy is NOT a horror movie,” you think to yourself while considering verbally punching me in the throat in the comments section below. You’re correct. But also, imagine this: If an unhinged, uber manipulative, obsessive, attention deprived stranger, with deep seeded mother abandonment issues, that you mistakenly let into your home and life began stalking you; turned your friends, family and girlfriend against you; had you arrested for crimes you didn’t commit; set up hidden cameras in your apartment; had you fired from your job; talked dirty to your mother; stalked and assaulted your ex’s new boyfriend in a men’s bathroom at a public restaurant and eventually kidnapped your ex with a stapler (exhale) all in the matter of a few days…
Wouldn’t that be… horrific?
Chip Douglas (Jim Carrey) may be gangly, over the top and hilarious to us but what he’s doing to Steven (Matthew Broderick) in 1996’s The Cable Guy is surprisingly and frighteningly realistic. The way a stranger can just come into your life with something as banal as a cable appointment and systematically use the tiniest bit of kindness to love bomb and destroy your entire existence from the inside is more authentic than comfort would like to dictate. All it took was the right victim, a few “preferred customers,” and some stalker sized dedication.
The right victim being Steven, who has such tunnel vision for desperately winning back his half-interested girlfriend (Leslie Mann) that he’d probably have a beer with Ted Bundy if it meant getting a leg up. He has a very small and penetrable circle full of people who are much more likely to believe a fun, charismatic new guy over Steven, who has a very self centered and whiney personality. The aforementioned “preferred customers” being Police Officers willing to look the other way and Medieval Times employees willing to let him commit attempted murder in front of hundreds of people whilst doing an acapella Star Trek soundtrack (BUDDDADADAHHH! BUDDADDADDAH!). All things considered, this mess could have ended far uglier than it did for Steven and Chip could have gotten away with it, too. All he would have had to do was juice up the Medical Examiner with a free sports package. Cable was expensive, man!
In all seriousness, The Cable Guy isn’t without some casual Hollywood Horror. There’s the “monster man” scene where Steven has a nightmare that Chip shows up in his hallway in the middle of the night screaming “CABLLLLE GUUYY” with neon green eyes. He breaks down his door Jason Voorhees style, howling “I JUST WANT TO HANG OUT! NO BIG DEAL!” and chases him down before Steven wakes up at the last second. Then there’s the scene where Chip is lying on the floor and staring at the ceiling as he makes a threatening phone call. A spider crawls slowly across his face as he just smiles with no other reaction whatsoever, lying still in total super psycho repose. Say what you want about the movie as a whole but that shit gives me the shivery timbers.
Perhaps the most underrated horror aspect of The Cable Guy, however, is the work of director Ben Stiller (Yeah, that Ben Stiller!) and cinematographer Robert Brinkmann. There’s a certain horror movie look and atmosphere to it all. The entire film seems to take place at night with a subtle dark and windy Haddonfield-esque vibe even though it takes place in the city. There always seems to be a storm on the horizon. This paired with the constant, heartless true crime shock TV storyline of the Menendez brothers in the background creates a nice, creepy at home alone during a thunderstorm at night vibe. And you may think I’m crazy but take a look at the camerawork the next time you watch the bathroom scene. As Jim Carrey, dressed as the Una-bomber, beats the living hell out of Owen Wilson’s asshole character in the bathroom? The framing and movements of the camera are incredibly cinematic and impressive. Kudos, Ben Stiller.

There’s so many moments like this in The Cable Guy that were overlooked because audiences just weren’t able to overcome seeing Jim Carrey in such a dark film. I’ve no doubt this strange little movie – written by Lou Holtz Jr., his only IMDb credit to date – would be celebrated critically had it been released today. Hell, even at the beginning of Carrey’s career it would have been received with far less bewilderment. Instead The Cable Guy released in 1996 at the absolute precipice of Carrey’s stardom. On the heels of Dumb and Dumber, Ace Ventura and The Mask, audiences just couldn’t process it. Like when your favorite sports player leaves for another team and your brain just doesn’t quite compute how weird it is to see them wearing a different jersey.
If you think all this is bias, you might be right. Personally, I think Jim Carrey is one of the top five most talented people I’ve ever watched grace a screen. But that won’t stop me from stating that I think The Cable Guy might be the most overlooked and underappreciated comedic performance of his career. So many quotable lines make this one of my most re-watched movies of all time. From “Scrambee eggs!” to “It’s just skin Steven” to “Red Knight goin down! Down, down, down!” pretty much every line uttered by Carrey is a classic. At least in my house.
Again, I won’t sit here and try to argue this is a horror movie. It’s not. But The Cable Guy certainly flirts with being a comedy-horror of sorts, and it’s best enjoyed through that lens.
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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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