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The Echo (remake) (V)
“The Echo is a 42-minute episode of Fear Itself stretched into a 90-minute feature until it’s as thin as waxed paper.”
Whether or not you liked 1408, you’d have to agree that John Cusack carried that film like a sack of potatoes. If someone different had been cast in the central role—like say, for instance, Jesse Bradford from Bring It On—the Stephen King adaptation would have crumbled under the weight of its own preposterousness. In The Echo, an American remake of a moderately popular Filipino horror film, a poorly-cast Bradford plays an ex-con who moves into his dead mother’s decrepit apartment once he’s finally released on parole. Lacking the intensity necessary to carry the role of a hardened parolee, the star of Swimfan reduces the part of a hardened criminal to a pathetic display of sneering bewilderment.
Right from the beginning, there’s little doubt that the apartment is haunted. First there are noises: the sound of rapid footsteps on the floor boards, a child’s high-pitched laughter, and a deep scraping sound conspire to drive Bradford insane. Discovering a stash of prescription pills in his mother’s medicine cabinet, Bradford begins to wonder if paranormal forces have driven is mother crazy, too. The worst part is, Bradford has been seeing stuff. A beat-and-bruised semi-Asian woman , a xylophone-playing little girl, both lingering in the building hallway, nagging him for attention. But he seems to be the only one who can see them. Is he going crazy just like his mother?
The Echo is a 42-minute episode of Fear Itself stretched into a 90-minute feature until it’s as thin as waxed paper. I haven’t seen the Filipino original (Sigaw), and perhaps director Yam Laramas’ movie is more potent in its first incarnation, but this version of The Echo is riddled with faults. Stumbling out of the gate like an undead quarterhorse, the movie doesn’t shift its horror gears until the last 20 minutes, and by then the transmission is dragging on the pavement. The plot oozes predictability at every turn. The lightweight action warrants a PG-13 rating, at best. The role of Bradford’s girlfriend is tossed to Amelia Warner (The Seeker: The Dark is Rising) as an afterthought…sometimes you forget she’s even in the movie. To top it all off, Laramas stages scare scenes about as well as Tara Reid plays a scientist. Cheap, paper-mache horror.
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Steven Spielberg to Produce ‘The Mandela Catalogue’ Movie Based on Viral YouTube Series
Hollywood is serious about landing the next Backrooms. Hot on the heels of a Siren Head feature announcement, Deadline reports that a new movie based on viral YouTube series The Mandela Catalogue is in development.
It also has some Hollywood heavy hitters behind it.
Amblin Entertainment’s Steven Spielberg, United Artists’ Scott Stuber (Frankenstein), and Amazon MGM Studios are set to produce, emerging victorious after a highly competitive 11-studio bidding war.
Launched in 2021, the YouTube series is set in the fictional Mandela County, Wisconsin which is “invaded by shape-shifting, nearly immortal creatures called Alternates. The Alternates are led by a false depiction of the Archangel Gabriel and their aim is to wipe out the human race by psychologically torturing them to the point of suicide. The Alternates are known for manipulating AV media, TVs, computers and GPS systems.”
The movie will be directed by the series’ creator, Alex Kister, based on a screenplay he adapted with Tyler Clifton.
The Mandela Catalogue has racked up an impressive 100 million views across its official episodes alone, solidifying it as one of the largest original analog horror franchises on YouTube.
Spielberg and Holly Bario are producing for Amblin Entertainment alongside Aaron B. Koontz for Paper Street Pictures and Stuber and Nick Nesbitt for United Artists. Kister and Clifton are also producing. Annie McCreery will oversee the project for United Artists. Maria Fortese will oversee for Amblin.
Get acquainted with The Mangela Catalogue below while we wait to learn more.