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[Retrospective] No Flesh Shall Be Spared – Remembering ‘Hardware’
Sci-fi/Horror might just be the best man-made combination since the invention of the peanut-butter-jelly sandwich. From Frankenstein to Alien, this particular blend of genre mashup has presented us with countless memorable stories concerning the atrocities that the future might have in store for us. However, there is a certain early 90s classic that doesn’t get the love it deserves, and it just so happens to be one of my all-time favorite Sci-fi/Horror films. Of course, I’m talking about the criminally underrated cyberpunk slasher Hardware.
Based on a minor short story from the acclaimed comic series 2000 AD, Hardware was largely dismissed as a Terminator knock-off when it was first released back in 1990, but has since grown in popularity since rampaging onto home video (not to mention the internet). Much like 2000 AD itself, Richard Stanley‘s film masterfully disguises a poignant exploration of philosophical and social issues in a lovably schlocky and ultra-violent (not to mention ultra-entertaining) package, with a wicked sense of humor for good measure.
The original 7-page-long story, appropriately titled Shok!, was a simple tale of woman versus machine set against a familiar Mega-City backdrop. While Hardware is a somewhat faithful (though completely unauthorized) adaptation in that the main plot is still about a killer robot terrorizing an artist in her futuristic apartment, Stanley uses this as a jumping-off point to tell his own story about a dystopic future where life might not be worth living anymore.
The film expands on the characters and setup, giving us a better glimpse at this rundown, overpopulated world filled with radioactive deserts, terrifying scavengers and malicious government conspiracies as we follow Moses Baxter (Dylan McDermott) on his quest to find a suitable Christmas present for his metalworking artist girlfriend Jill (Stacey Travis). Unfortunately, Mo’s idea of gifting a pile of dilapidated cybernetic parts has disastrous consequences when the pieces begin to reassemble themselves into a self-repairing murderous robot.

The most badass of Christmas ornaments.
Though the film doesn’t stray far from Jill’s cruddy apartment, Hardware somehow manages to make the world of 2000 AD come alive in a way rivaled only by Pete Travis’s Dredd 22 years later. Featuring a kick-ass soundtrack and cameos from the late great Lemmy as a ferry driver and even Iggy Pop as the memorable voice of W.A.R. Radio, it’s amazing just how detailed this cyberpunk dystopia feels, despite the low budget.
Of course, the killer robot itself, here referred to as the M.A.R.K. 13, is also a huge part of why the film works. Every second it’s onscreen is a feast for the eyes, with wonderfully suspenseful chase sequences, top-notch effects and what is without a doubt one of the best killer robot designs I’ve ever seen. Incorporating nightmarish elements like spider-like venom injectors under the skullish head, not to mention its creepy multi-armed stance borrowed from the death goddess Kali, help to make this one hell of a memorable baddie. The creature’s horrific nature is only worsened once you realize that characters refer to it as a cyborg instead of android, hinting at an even more sinister backstory.
In a world filled with bland CG monsters and uninteresting backgrounds, it’s refreshing to see a film’s memorable set and character designs contribute to the story’s themes, especially considering the limited resources that the filmmakers had to work with here. The movie is peppered with haunting imagery, religious symbolism and even classical art references that make it stand out from your usual slasher flick. All this attention to detail only enhances the subtle social commentary that permeates the movie without making the script feel preachy, allowing it to focus on the more entertaining aspects of the story.
In another break from tradition, even the added robot fodder characters are interesting and well-developed, which makes their gruesome deaths all the more impactful. It’s truly amazing just how much tension the film manages to squeeze out of a single location without ever becoming boring, though by the end of the flick, Jill’s apartment looks more like a robotic abattoir than a futuristic home.

Nothing beats the robot-smashing power of a good old-fashioned baseball bat.
While I love Hardware to death, even I have to admit that it’s nowhere near a perfect movie. The awkward pacing definitely isn’t for everyone, and things get a little bit too psychedelic in a few sequences. Personally, I find the engrossing atmosphere and quirky characters interesting enough to be able to overlook these flaws, and the soundtrack is awesome enough to make even a paint-watching marathon seem entertaining, but I get that not everyone feels this way.
Even so, I can’t quite condone Stanley’s treatment of the source material in the making of this film. I may consider Hardware an improvement over the comic-book story that spawned it, but that doesn’t excuse swiping another writer’s story with no intent of crediting their work. Fortunately, this unlicensed adaptation became official after a lawsuit forced the filmmakers into crediting 2000 AD, though it’s still hard to imagine why Stanley thought that no one would notice the similarities just because of a few altered names.
Despite its initial reputation as a bootleg Terminator, I’m glad to see more and more fans popping up online to share their love for this amazing movie. I honestly can’t think of any other Sci-fi/Horror films so utterly devoted to telling a meaningful story without compromising the sleazy fun in the process, which is why I think it’s a shame that we haven’t seen many Hardware-inspired Cyber-Slashers since then.
In any case, M.A.R.K. 13 is sure to live on as one of the best slasher villains of all time, but also a haunting reminder of humanity’s tendency to put collective progress ahead of individual human lives. This may be a grim and brutally honest vision of the future, but I’d recommend it to anyone looking for a fun and insightful ride through a disturbingly plausible dystopia.

This is what you want, this is what you get!
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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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