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‘Kryptic’ SXSW Review – A Goopy, Esoteric Cryptozoology Psycho-Thriller
Bigfoot isn’t the only elusive cryptid in horror. Director Kourtney Roy‘s feature debut, Kryptic, centers around an amnesiac in pursuit of a missing cryptozoologist and the Canadian cryptid she was pursuing. Don’t expect a straightforward approach to this cryptid tale, though. Kryptic earns its title and then some, unfurling an esoteric psycho-thriller that uses its forest dwelling creature as an atypical monster metaphor.
Kay Hall (Chloe Pirrie) can’t remember anything before the bizarre encounter in the woods that wiped her memory and left her traumatized. A return to where it began, Krypto Peak, stirs up scattered but visceral memories of an eerie Sasquatch-like creature, and a tour group notes Kay’s uncanny resemblance to missing cryptozoologist Barb Valentine. It sparks Kay’s quest to seek out and find the real Barb, hoping it’ll bring answers and fill in her missing memories. The closer she gets to uncovering the truth, though, the more she realizes she’s irrevocably linked to the monster in the woods.
Roy, working from the screenplay by Paul Bromley, frames everything from Kay’s perspective. That Kay is a disoriented amnesiac embarking on a twisted journey of self-discovery means an unreliable narrator that translates well to the psychological aspect of this psycho-thriller. Kay’s unsure, confused state of being colors everything, including every interaction with oddball locals, strangers, and even those who might’ve known her before the fateful incident. Roy ensures Kay’s perpetual confusion translates on screen with a vibrant palette, dizzying flashbacks, and unsettling interchanges with people that underscore Kay’s volatile mental state.
From a horror standpoint, Roy fearlessly gets gross with her cryptid lore. The creature itself retains an appropriate elusive quality, seen in glimpses and icky but scant extreme close-ups. Kryptic is less interested in the creature itself and more about how it’s permanently altered Kay, inside and out. Roy employs gag-worthy nightmarish visions that plague Kay, complete with slimy bodily fluids, ooze, and slithering flesh. The grotesque hallucinations and body horror moments are in stark contrast to cinematographer David Bird‘s stunning wide shots, capturing the pristine beauty of nature. It’s here where the ambiguously framed story clicks its metaphor into place, and Kryptic transforms into an unconventional slice of cryptid horror.
Kryptic is bizarre, jarring, and esoteric in its abstract approach, and Chloe Pirrie is the anchor holding it together. Pirrie’s Kay is almost alien-like, a person trapped in a foreign body exploring a new world. Pirrie brings every emotion to the surface, from paranoia to curiosity, through expression and physicality. The more out there Roy’s debut becomes, the easier it is to track the various stages of PTSD in the introverted, quiet Kay. Pirrie’s intricate, vulnerable performance parallels the acute stages of recovery and adjustment for a sexual assault survivor. Her character arc may not chart a conventional course, but it does feel earned.
Kourtney Roy’s bold debut is fittingly cryptic in form, but it’s all in service of immersing audiences in the unnerving loss of identity and disassociation that stems from a violent assault or violation. Any sense of normality ceased to exist long before the film’s events. Instead, Roy and Pirrie plunge viewers into the deep end of an esoteric character portrait that wields its horror as a metaphor for the confounding flood of emotions and loss of self that follows in the wake of intensely violent acts. It makes for a fascinating but frequently unwieldy watch. Those looking for more straightforward horror won’t find it here; Kryptic aims to challenge its audience through ambiguous storytelling and goopy body horror moments that might test your gag reflex.
Kryptic made its World Premiere at SXSW. Release info TBD.

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‘Above & Below’ Review: Antonio Banderas Steals the Show in This Bloody Shark Thriller
Killer shark movies seem to be riding high this year, more in quantity than quality, but still – they’re one of the most ubiquitous subgenres in horror right now. The latest entry comes from Jesse V. Johnson, an established action director dipping his toe into the realm of animal attack cinema for the first time (despite what the titles of his films Savage Dog and White Elephant might suggest). Above & Below features some very hungry sharks alongside a substantial body count, but it’s some very bad men who rack up most of the kills.
A group of friends is enjoying a fun vacation in Mexico when the screw-up of the bunch, Kyle (Diego Llinas), brings them an offer they can’t refuse. They’re being treated to an exclusive cage diving trip on a big, beautiful, luxury power catamaran with a guarantee of seeing some sharks up close. Kyle’s sister, Tatiana (Laura Marano), is hesitant, but she’s overruled by her boyfriend TJ (Donncha Tynan), and their couple friends, Kayle (Christina Ochoa) and Danny (Ryan Bertroche).
Should be fun, why not, what could go wrong, and so on, but then a pair of quiet heavies (Louis Mandylor, Jess Liaudin) with matching Louis Vuitton bags join the passenger list. And then another boat joins them at sea, and three armed men (including a terrifically entertaining Antonio Banderas) climb aboard. And then those hungry sharks aren’t hungry for long.
Like the recent Dangerous Animals and The Bay, Johnson’s Above & Below takes the wise tact of casting its sharks as an underlying threat instead of the main obstacle. They’re both dangerous and deadly when encountered, but the film blends its genre conventions to zero in on mad, greedy, and murderous humans as the true antagonists. It’s a good thing, too, as the actors bringing those villains to life give the film’s best, most engaging performances.

Writer Anthony Steven Giordano doesn’t give this group of friends much to work with – Kyle is a troublemaker, and Tatiana is planning to break up with TJ, but there’s otherwise very little at play between them in regard to drama or depth. The performances, while mostly competent, match that level of detail, and it’s instead the bad guys who find the most to play with as both characters and performers.
Mandylor carries the familiar but fun bulldog persona he’s mastered through a few earlier films with Johnson (including The Debt Collector and its sequel), and his Martin is the villainous loose cannon equivalent of Kyle’s less harmful but more obnoxious pain in the ass. It’s Kyle’s mistake that lands his friends on this boat, but it’s Martin’s error in judgment that signs nearly everyone’s death warrant. Liaudin has the less showier role of the pair as Garrison, but there’s a charismatic gentility about him running in interesting contrast to his muscular frame and cauliflower ears.
It’s Banderas’ Carlos, though, who steals the show in Above & Below and makes it clear why it’s often worth bringing a name talent into the mix for these direct-to-video genre pictures. (That said, they probably should have bumped his paycheck a little bit higher so they didn’t have to use painfully obvious stand-ins when his character is filmed from behind.) He plays the film’s big bad with a joyous sense of life that he can turn on a dime into abject cruelty. It’s fun to watch, and it adds an entertaining bit of craziness into some otherwise serious and occasionally meandering beats.
Less successful, and the film’s biggest issue on the performance front, is Marano’s efforts, particularly when Tatiana’s talking underwater. The SCUBA helmets are wired so divers can talk to each other, and while the scenes are actually shot underwater (and look good as a result), the dialogue performances were clearly recorded later. Nothing wrong with that in theory, but Marano’s recording booth performance never matches or even approaches the intensity of the underwater scenes she’s voicing – bodies are falling around her, sharks are taking bites, and she sounds like she’s lounging in the bathtub on a lazy Sunday afternoon. It doesn’t get much more convincing once she’s back topside, but the script is equally to blame on that count.

Still, flat performance aside, Johnson knows how to craft thrills and suspense infused with character and even the smallest of action beats. Part of the film sees criminal threats on board the boat and shark dangers below, and he cuts between them while rarely losing their sense of tension. The script also succeeds at keeping viewers guessing as to who will survive the excursion, and that’s no small feat for these kinds of films.
While stunts and squibs keep things somewhat lively above the water, Johnson and friends find some solid set pieces below the surface too. The sharks are CG creations, but they look pretty good – it’s really only the CG blood that screams “fake!” every time it appears – and deliver minor thrills as they glide out of the shadows to take a bite or do a quick drive-by. Characters are in a shark cage that’s been dropped to the ocean floor, and as their air tanks run low, they’re forced to exit the cage and retrieve air from the dead, leading to some fun interactions with chewed-upon dummy corpses. One encounter involving Tatiana, Martin, and a Great White shark is a real high point of creativity and execution.
The film is set in Mexico but filmed in Bulgaria and the Canary Islands. Land sequences are limited enough that you probably won’t even notice, and the bulk of the film is convincing with its offshore setting. Similarly, the underwater filming – presumably in a tank – adds an additional layer to the illusion so that you feel the dangerous isolation of it all.
At the end of the day, it’s Johnson’s direction and the performances by Banderas, Mandylor, and Liaudin that might make Above & Below worth your time. The script teases a recurrent theme about the dangerous outcome of keeping secrets, but as with the characters and anything resembling logic, it ultimately does nothing with it. Johnson and his bad guys fight to keep it all afloat, but a better script could have given them even more to work with. Of course, no one comes to these movies for the script anyway, but you’ll still wish there was far more meat on its bones.
Above & Below swims into select theaters today, July 29.


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