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Revenge Of Dr. X (aka The Double Garden)

AUGUST 14, 2007

GENRE: MONSTER
SOURCE: DVD (BUDGET PACK!!!)

Well it had to happen sooner or later… Ladies and Gentlemen, an Ed Wood movie!

Technically. Revenge Of Dr. X not REALLY one of his, as it was merely written by the lad and directed by someone slightly more competent. But the title makes up for it. You see kids, the name of this movie is actually The Double Garden, or sometimes Venus Flytrap. But for whatever reason, the credits on the film (which are presented out of order and timed erratically) are from another movie all together. But really, would you expect any less from the unholy alliance of Ed Wood and Mill Creek? It’s amazing there’s anything on the disc at all.

So for obvious reasons, there’s no Doctor X, nor is there any Revenge. I'm not even sure if there's an “Of”. But I can’t understand why the description basically gives away the climax of the film. The Creek includes this in their synopsis: “Using radical techniques and falling into madness, the scientist eventually (note – that’s a key word: EVENTUALLY) creates a plant creature that feeds on flesh and blood, which then sets off to find food in the form of the people of a nearby community.” It’s a flurry of prepositional phrases that describes something that occurs far past the halfway mark of the film. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: anything that occurs past the halfway mark should NOT be included in the synopsis. But this is a new benchmark in what I call “Capritis”*, as the plant doesn’t even come alive until past the two-thirds mark and doesn’t “set off” until the final reel.

Until then, we are stuck with our hero, a man so grouchy looking and just plain assholish that he makes Walter Matthau look like Santa Claus. The film begins with him literally yelling at clouds, only to then order a shuttle launch based on the assumption that the wind will continue blowing in a favorable direction (good to know they leave it up to chance). He then spends 5 minutes or so screaming and yelling at two guys who made a miscalculation (we never even know the nature of the error, for all we know they just split the lunch check wrong). Thus, he is ordered to go to Japan to ‘relax’, but he pretty much yells at everyone there too. In his least charming moment, when the plant has come to life, he orders his assistant to get him some chickens and goats to feed it. Then he grabs a small puppy and goes “In the meantime…”, fully prepared to toss the poor thing into the monster’s claws. Our hero.

I’m not sure if Ed Wood could have done a better job directing the film either. Kenneth Crane emulates him well, with stock footage, confusing editing, and the occasional image like this:

There’s also an endless scene of the two leads driving around a mountain, with lots of shots seemingly taken from a camera loosely strapped to the roof. All set to what could best be described as Japanese circus music.

Still, I can’t call the movie crap, because the design of the plant is just so goddamn amazing I wanted to kiss my monitor:

That’s pretty much exactly what I imagine the baby would look like if all of the Super Mario Bros 2 enemies gang-raped a radish.

What say you?

*So named for Frank Capra’s It’s A Wonderful Life, a film everyone will describe as being about a guy who sees what life would be like without him, an event that occurs in the film’s final act. It’s really about how you shouldn’t trust fat men with your money if they’re finished reading their newspaper.

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Vampire Assassin

AUGUST 13, 2007

GENRE: CRAP, INDEPENDENT, VAMPIRE
SOURCE: DVD (ONLINE RENTAL)

Most of the recommendations I get for Horror Movie A Day are pretty standard… someone says “Oh I watched this awful movie, you should watch it.” And with that undeniably positive plug in mind, I queue it up. But the story of how Vampire Assassin was suggested to me is and probably will be the most hilariously sad tale of them all. Join me, won't you?

My buddy Devin Faraci, who writes for CHUD, recently moved to LA. And of all the furniture movers he could have hired to unpack his pod (you know, those giant fucking things you see taking up perfectly good parking spots all over the city), the one he got was none other than Ron Hall. Ron Hall is the writer, director, and star of Vampire Assassin, a film CHUD had negatively reviewed. Hall didn’t hold it against him (it wasn’t Devin’s review anyway) and apparently did a damn good job with the furniture. You can read the whole story here if you like; it's wonderfully depressing. Oddly, Mike from Blair Witch is also a furniture mover now. I imagine a future horror movie about furniture movers, all played by horror movie stars who are now actual furniture movers. And I imagine myself hating that film.

Anyway, for a furniture mover, Hall is a piss-poor director and an even worse actor. The camera barely moves, the film is ugly to look at, and apparently he knows nothing about color timing. And as an actor he's as wooden as the stakes that you never see actually hitting anything throughout the film. His script isn’t a total waste, though. Yeah, it’s generic, and he apparently doesn’t know the difference between zombies and vampires, but it’s serviceable enough for a DTV movie, despite the occasional nonsensical line like “Remember, and remember it well: DON’T FORGET what I’ve told you!”

But everything on-screen is just an abortion. Every single shot of the film looks like it was videotaped in someone’s house or a toilet paper warehouse, and that’s probably the least of its problems. There’s an Asian girl who is speaking English yet still sounds dubbed, cue-card delivery on “Arnold-style” one-liners that make them sound even dumber than they already are, the worst special effects I’ve seen since the heyday of Ed Wood, and just an overall feeling of “Oh I forgot we were filming tonight, quick, call your cousin and see if him and his friends will come play vampires” throughout the duration of the film.

Christ, even during the opening titles, there’s a frame or two of a “slug” left in there. For non-editing folks, a slug is a placeholder for an effect or shot you currently do not have. So right before the title, you see SLUG and some other text under it. Nice work. I tried to screen cap it but my PC’s DVD player doesn’t have slo-mo and I don’t have the patience to keep trying to pause it at the right frame. It’s there though (someone else saw it too so I’m not crazy).

As previously mentioned, Hall isn’t much of an actor, making Snipes (the obvious inspiration) look like Olivier, even in Blade: Trinity! So with the hero (who is not the guy on the cover, by the way) a total wash, who should the audience care about? My pick would be the wise old Asian guy, a character that your Keye Lukes, Makos, or John Lones would normally play. This guy is just some surly drunk, emphasizing words at random and generally just having a grand old time. I laughed every time he appeared (then again I laughed at pretty much everything in this movie – I let out three belly laughs before even the fucking “slug” appeared).

The main vampire heavy is a howler too. He’s sort of a Joe Estevez-y type who spends a full minute of the film waving his magic cape around in order to deflect After Effects bullets. What exactly his goal is, they never actually make clear, but I’m guessing it has something to do with ruling the world. No matter. You haven’t lived until you’ve seen a supposedly threatening vampire lord throw his cape over a guy in order to subdue him, and afterwards, you wouldn’t want to.

Christ, even the goddamn props are laughable. We have some obviously plastic chains (which are merely just placed over the guy instead of wrapped around him), a set of torture knives that are just some random steak knives from any kitchen drawer, and box after box of paper towels and toilet paper. Why the police station and vampire home would have so many boxes of these things in their strikingly similar basements, I do not know, but that’s just part of the unparalleled ineptery that is Vampire Assassin.

At this point I expect nothing from Lion’s Gate (go to the Crap page and see how many are LG related), but this is a new low for them. They took what is little more than a home movie of some dudes pretending to fight each other in a toilet paper distribution center and had the audacity to charge 19.99 for it. It’s one thing for Ron Hall to make a movie and use it to show folks that he can (theoretically) make said movie for no money; it’s another thing for a legitimate company to actually distribute it with blatantly false advertising and ask people to pay for it. The movie doesn’t even look like it COST 19.99, why the fuck should anyone pay that much for the privilege of owning the goddamn thing???

And for the love of Mike, he’s not even a fucking assassin! No one pays Derek Washington (yes, his fucking real name is more badass than his “badass” character’s name) to hunt vampires; he does this shit for the hell of it! I’d blame LG for the stupid title (which varies from Assassin to Assassins, which makes even less sense) too but it’s actually a line in the movie.

So forget what I said earlier, the script is fucking stupid too.

What say you?

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Cheryl Kaye Tardif's "Whale Song"

Cheryl Kaye Tardif is a bestselling Canadian author.

Here she speculates about which actors might best portray her characters in a film adaptation of her latest novel, Whale Song, and what music might appear on the soundtrack:
I was quite excited when I realized that I would have a chance to dream a bit here, to discuss a movie version of my novel Whale Song, a novel that is haunting, compelling, mysterious and emotional. Great components for a feature film!

As I wrote the novel back in 2003, I could see the story roll across my inner vision, frame by frame, like a movie on slow motion. I saw the main character ‘Sarah’, who begins the story in the prologue as a mid-twenties ad exec. She then flashes back to her life as a child. In 2003, I imagined the younger Sarah being played by actress Mackenzie Rosman from TV’s 7th Heaven fame. Mackenzie has Sarah’s dark (Italian?) looks and tenacious spirit. But we’d need a younger actress to play Sarah now.

I also had a clear picture of who would play the adult Sarah. Kristin Kreuk, ‘Lana’ from the popular TV show Smallville. Again, she has the darker coloring, and I think she’s a wonderful actress who knows how to pull off emotional scenes. More recently, I came across a young woman who also makes me think of Sarah. I’m a Canadian Idol addict and last season’s winner, Eva Avila, was my personal favorite from day one. I’ve been emailing Eva, and she is actually reading Whale Song right now. In one of my emails I mentioned that she would make a perfect ‘Sarah’, and she commented back that she was actually looking to get into acting. The more I think about it, the more I think Whale Song would be a perfect role for Eva.

For Adam, Sarah’s love interest, I always visualized Nathaniel Arcand as the adult Adam. Nathaniel is from North of 60 fame and has starred in numerous TV shows and films. But again, some years have passed now. I created the younger Adam somewhat around Zac Efron, the teen actor who played in TV’s Summerland, and more recently in Hairspray. I think Eva Avila and Zac Efron would make an intriguing combination.

Whale Song has captured a lot of film interest. Currently, it is in the hands of numerous film producers, including some major players from Hollywood and one of Canada’s leading female producers. I know that the project has to be right for a producer; they have to envision it too.

I know in my blood that Whale Song will make a great film. I know there won’t be many dry eyes at the end. I can imagine the movie score filled with Eva Avila tunes, along with music by my other talented friends — Alexia Melnychuk (singer) and Julie Blue (film composer). Whale Song is a movie waiting to happen. And I am waiting patiently for the right time, right producer.

So until the movie is made, I hope you’ll pick up a copy of Whale Song, a haunting and compelling novel that will change the way you view life … and death. A portion of my royalties from Whale Song goes to 3 organizations to help combat poverty, homelessness and addictions.

During my virtual book tour I am giving away some books at specific stops. This is one of them! The first email I receive on August 12th that correctly identifies the publisher of Whale Song (2007) will win a copy of Whale Song. Email the answer to cherylktardif@shaw.ca.

Thank you and I hope you will visit my website and sign my guestbook.
Read an excerpt from Whale Song and visit Cheryl Kaye Tardif's website.

--Marshal Zeringue
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Trauma (1993)

AUGUST 12, 2007

GENRE: GIALLO

SOURCE: DVD (ONLINE RENTAL)

You gotta wonder what family gatherings are like at the Argento home. Stendhal of course had Dario directing his daughter being raped, and in Trauma, when she was only like 16, he’s got her nude in one scene, and making out with a guy 2x her age in another. He also is apparently confused as to where the vocal chords are located in the human body, as no less than 3 disembodied heads are seen talking in an otherwise realistic movie. What the hell’s with this guy?

Oh but I love him so. Like almost all of his films, I enjoyed every minute of it, even when I hadn’t a clue as to what was going on (why the dream sequence with Asia breaking a VHS tape?). There’s a bit with a little kid who you think is going to decapitate himself that ranks as one of my favorite bits in his modern career, the only disappointing aspect is that the kid doesn’t go all the way, as it were.

This one is a lot like Deep Red at times, but that’s a good thing, since that’s one of his best. I’d rather be reminded of Deep Red than, I dunno, Jenifer (“Hi, I’m Steven Weber, and I’m gonna write myself into a movie where my character is constantly getting blown”). There’s also a lot of moments that made me laugh out loud, like when a pharmacist punches a guy out for trying to fake a prescription. I think the world would be a better place if more pharmacists dealt out their own unique brand of justice.

Also the motive behind the killer’s… killings (look, YOU write 200 horror movie reviews in as many days, see how witty you get), is pretty goddamn disturbing and awful. Expectant mothers should decidedly NOT watch this film. I would even go so far as to say it’s the most genuinely horrifying thing I have seen in a horror movie in ages.

The Anchor Bay DVD has a good collection of extras as well. A 20 minute ramble from Argento about his experience on the film, some behind the scenes stuff of Savini at work, and a commentary by Alan Jones that is similar to the Tim Lucas ones on the Bava films, except he sounds like he actually wants to be there (unlike Lucas) and occasionally offers some wonderfully random asides (“I saw Demons with Clive Barker, who looks terrible nowadays”).

Dario, if you’re reading this: Not that I ever totally understand any of your movies, but this in particular troubled me: Why the ending with the reggae music and dancing girl?

What say you?

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Skinwalkers

AUGUST 11, 2007

GENRE: CRAP, WEREWOLF
SOURCE: THEATRICAL (REGULAR SCREENING)

Here ya go, After Dark; a quote for the TV spots or maybe the DVD release:

Skinwalkers is After Dark’s best film yet!”

Now, anyone with half a brain knows that means entirely nothing, but hey, spin is spin. Besides, this is a company that added a scene of a cute little puppy being shotgunned in the face in order to ‘improve’ their last film, so why put anything past them?

The only original thing in the entirety of the film comes during the opening credits. Rather than a full credit list at the top, they only list the production companies and title. This isn’t anything new, films have been doing that for ages (and if you ask me, all of them should save the titles for the end of the film). But while they save the cast, director, producers, music, etc for the end, the writing credit is placed at the front. Considering that the script is the film’s biggest problem, you gotta wonder why they would single the writers out. It’s like they are saying “Look, if you want to know who directed this fucking thing, you gotta wait til the film ends! But to be fair, the guys responsible for all of the awful and clunky exposition-filled dialogue you’re about to hear are James Roday, Todd Harthan, and James DeMonaco”. Thanks?

The script, which steals every idea from movies like Underworld, Night Watch, Near Dark, Blade, certain episodes of Buffy, Terminator 2 and 3, etc., isn’t the only sign of ineptitude though. Both Rhona Mitra (the only reason to watch the film – she gets hotter and hotter as it goes) and the bad guys enter the town from the same road, passing the same sign. But in their respective next shots, they pass the same coffee shop from opposite directions. The obvious editing to make the film PG-13 is also horrendous, as several awkward or just plain confusing edits are employed to hide whatever bits of violence or gore that had to be excised to allow kids of all ages to be bored along with everyone else. It’s like, USA version of Friday the 13th 5 bad, particularly in the climax. They might as well have titled the film Offscreen. I got so bored at one point that when a guy came into the theater to look for something he dropped during the previous screening, I watched him look around for a while and even contemplated helping him.

You also gotta hate a movie that casts Kim Coates and then doesn’t give him anything to do. Coates is fucking amazing, and should be as ‘famous’ as your Peter Stormares and John Glovers. He’s that great. But here he’s basically an anonymous henchman, and I can’t even remember how he died. Shameful.

And what the fuck is with people writing movies about werewolves that never stop fucking shooting each other long enough to use THEIR GODDAMN CLAWS AND TEETH! We literally have ONE goddamn scene in the entire film with the werewolves actually doing anything before the climax. Everything else we see are just poorly shot gunfights.

Speaking of the gunfights, there’s an amazingly hilarious scene early on when the bad guys meet up with the good guys. First the bad guy draws his gun. Then an old lady draws hers. The other bad guys draw, and then a few folks run out of various stores with their own weapons, including a mailman brandishing a shotgun. This is partially explained later, but I wish it wasn’t, I’d probably elevate the movie out of crap if they just tried to have us believe that everyone carried around weapons for the hell of it.

I also had another odd case of Movie ESP (see my Dead Calling review). At a certain point in the film, a few characters check into a hotel. The motel clerk is a creepy looking guy with balding dark hair, so I said to myself, “What, was Julian Richings too busy?” Then, in the very next scene, someone knocks on their hotel room door. And who is it?? The actual Julian Richings!!! I was dumbfounded, amused, scared, and still bored, because it was Skinwalkers.

Nice shots of the foliage though. That’s about all I miss about New England weather, so thanks.

What say you?

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A Dead Calling

AUGUST 10, 2007

GENRE: CRAP, GHOST
SOURCE: DVD (ONLINE RENTAL)

Netflix had me thinking A Dead Calling was some sort of rare gem. It found its way to the top of my queue, but was a 'short wait'. Finally I got an email saying that it would be sent from El Paso, TX because that was the closest one to Sherman Oaks, CA that had it in stock. A week after the estimated arrival date, it STILL hadn't come, so I reported it lost and another was sent out. "Wow, this movie must be amazing, no one wants to part with it!" I said. "What the hell are you talking about?" my wife replied.

Well as it turns out, maybe no one is returning the movie because they tore it from their DVD player and broke it in half to prevent anyone else from suffering through it.

Dead Calling is one of those movies where it's painfully obvious that the writer/director/producer had a small window of opportunity to use some minor 'celebrity' stars (in this case, the non-Sheri Moon members of the Firefly clan from Rob Zombie's Devil's Rejects), a location or two, and his buddy's video camera; and rather than wait for better conditions/actors, he went with it and hoped for the best. Sadly, the best the movie achieves is being better than... well, Dark Fields/Ride/Harvest. Congrats.

Ineptitude and laziness are the order of the day: from the constant sight of palm trees (this supposedly takes place in New York), the never moving camerawork, the fact that both the police station and the newspaper office are obviously the same building, glaring continuity errors (a guy gets stabbed in the back and then appears without any wound in the next shot), etc. There's also a last minute attempt to add some action to the film (a quick scene of two random punk kids who break down by the side of the road and are suddenly run over by the killer), which is even stupider when you consider all the nighttime footage in the film looks atrocious due to the poor digital video capabilities.

There's also a bizarre surplus of loose ends - the film begins with a masked man killing the lead's (Alexandra Holden) boyfriend. If you pay attention (or watch the film a 2nd time, you sadist), you'll know that it's the killer from the rest of the movie, but he never mentions it to her, and in fact no one mentions the poor dead guy ever again. And then at the end, Holden greets a character, and it seems like we should know who he is, but we don't. Granted, the one thing the movie DID get right was staying with Holden as much as possible, as she is ridiculously cute and thus singlehandedly kept me from shutting the movie off, so it's understandable why they wouldn't want to waste screen time on other people, but still.

Speaking of her cuteness, I got sort of weirded out about an hour into the film. I was about to jot down "Why is she so hot?" in my notes, to remind me to address the fact that we are supposed to believe that someone so who looked like THAT was spawned from Sid Haig, and literally ten seconds later we learn the character was adopted. It was like movie ESP!

There's also a character named Murken. A murken (sp?) is, as you all know, a wig made out of one's pubic hair. Always a good thing to be thinking about when watching your Bill Moseley movies.

It wouldn't surprise me to learn that the film was intended to be a TV movie. The pedestrian directing and total lack of swearing and nudity (for an R rated horror film?) aside, there was also next to zero violence and when it did occur it wasn't bloody (due to continuity errors or not, the fact remains!). There were also a lot of scenes fading to black for a second before fading up to the next one. Perhaps the director will answer my question on the commentary track, but I haven't decided whether or not to watch it yet. Is spending another 90 minutes watching Holden run around worth suffering through a commentary track where the guy is probably under the impression he made a good film? It is a question that has plagued mankind since the dawn of this morning.

UPDATE: I watched the commentary and sure enough, rather than explain all of the logic errors and what not in his film, the director just rattles on about how he is able to make a movie cheap but still make it look great (we can ignore the fact that he didn't actually achieve this at all), and comes off as another one of those assholes who care more about turning one buck into two rather than making a decent movie. You know, Troma films are essentially just excuses to make a profit too, but at least they have some charm. Assholes like this are exactly why the genre is filled to the brim with garbage. "I use this location in all of my movies." "I don't see why I should look at hundreds of auditions when I have friends who can fill these roles." No shit, that's why the movie looks like crap and is easily identifiable as soulless. I didn't even need to watch the commentary to know that. Prick.

Cool box art though. Unsurprisingly, it has nothing to do with the movie.

What say you?

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Karen E. Olson's "Annie Seymour" mysteries

Karen E. Olson writes the Annie Seymour mystery series: Sacred Cows, Secondhand Smoke, and the upcoming Dead of the Day. Annie Seymour is a crime reporter in New Haven, Connecticut.

Here Olson speculates about which actors might best portray her characters in a film adaptation of the novels:
When the character of Annie Seymour popped into my head, she was tough, sarcastic and funny and litters her sentences with four-letter words. She is like a lot of newspaper reporters and editors I’ve met through my 20-year career. But I have never actually “seen” her in my head and never describe her physically except that she has wild hair and thinks she’s taller than she is.

Because of that, I never pictured one particular actress, since I would cast less on physical appearance and more on how the actress could capture Annie’s personality. I’ve thought Parker Posey would probably be the best bet. She’s portrayed a variety of characters, so the audience wouldn’t have any expectations one way or the other.

Vinny DeLucia, the private eye who catches Annie’s eye, is described as looking remarkably like a young Frank Sinatra. However, if the movie were to be made today, I’d choose Dominic West. For Detective Tom Behr, I see Daniel Craig.

Any director who tackles Annie’s story would have to know a newsroom. There are so few journalism movies that capture what working at a newspaper is really like. The Paper with Michael Keaton did that pretty well, and a great older movie –30 with Jack Webb is good, too. I’d love to see David Simon as director and writer, because he’s been in the trenches and produces such great work.

And the soundtrack? Definitely the Rolling Stones. Early Stones. It’s all Annie listens to.
Visit Karen E. Olson's website to learn more about her and her books.

--Marshal Zeringue
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