Movies
Trancers
“‘Trancers‘ is a movie that desperately wants to entertain you at any cost necessary…as long as that cost isn’t monetary. It’s a slice of history caught in amber, from a time when B-movie filmmakers tried to please their audience above all else.”
The straight-to-video revolution began in earnest during the ’80s––those halcyon days of lukewarm Crazy Bread and 1 a.m. VHS rentals from Uncle Pete’s Video Suppository––and producer/writer/director Charles Band was bayonet-forward, leading the charge. In 1983 he formed Empire International Pictures, a modest but ambitious production house that specialized in low-budget genre titles with high entertainment value. In 1989, Band abandoned the struggling studio to form Full Moon Entertainment, but in that brief 6-year period, Empire International Pictures managed to crank out a handful of now-classic titles like Ghoulies, Re-Animator, From Beyond, Dolls, and Intruder.
1985’s Trancers is also a member of this Empire International class of over-achievers, a fondly-remembered slice of B-movie cheese that somehow, some way, manages to remain giddily entertaining after all these years. A growly, Neanderthal-browed Tim Thomerson plays Jack Deth, an Angel City police detective who lives in a future that looks a lot like Blade Runner as set-designed by an 8th grade drama class. His arch nemesis, Whistler, is a steely-eyed cult leader who can transform the weak-minded into “trancers”, grunting zombie-like creatures in bad make-up. When Whistler time-travels back to 1985 Los Angeles to trance some bitches in a cheaper-to-film decade, Jack Deth is forced to pursue him. Jack’s “core consciousness” is sent into the body an ancestor living in ’85, a poofy-haired journalist who has just wrapped up a one-night stand with an adorably young Helen Hunt. After smearing his hair back with a wad of hand lotion (“Dry hair’s for squids”), Jack divulges his time-travel agenda to Hunt, who is skeptical only until a shopping mall Santa gets all trancer up in Jack’s business with what are presumably a set of reindeer horns. Once Jack takes the trancer Santa down, Hunt has fully drunk the Kool-Aid and is ready to have Deth’s babies.
Several highly awkward make-out scenes follow (the almost 30-year age difference between Thomerson and Hunt is a glaring––and hilarious––distraction), but eventually, the duo refocuses on the mission at hand: getting that nefarious Whistler dude. Armed with a revolver, a magical time-slowing watch, and a bevy of sarcastic one-liners, Jack Deth gets down to business.
Trancers would eventually go on to spawn five straight-to-video sequels, and it’s easy to see why. There’s a blissful obliviousness to the entire production, like a retarded kid who doesn’t know he’s retarded. From its ridiculous synth score to its sloppy editing to its seemingly endless array of B-movie surprises (“Honda scooter chase!…Boom mic in the frame!”), Trancers is a movie that desperately wants to entertain you at any cost necessary…as long as that cost isn’t monetary. It’s a slice of history caught in amber, from a time when B-movie filmmakers tried to please their audience above all else. Unlike the studios of today, Empire International didn’t make intentionally shitty movies knowing they could break even on production costs after a stellar marketing campaign. Their intent was to make movies that entertained the widest possible audience. And if the film found an audience, the profits would eventually follow. That undoubtedly resulted in some dumb movies. But also a hell of a lot of dumb fun.
Editorials
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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