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Kirsty, Julia, and Pinhead are back!
Hellbound: Hellraiser II starts immediately after the first film ends. Kirsty (Ashley Laurence) wakes up in a mental hospital and tries to explain to doctors and the police why there’s so much blood at their house and everybody’s dead. Oddly, they’re not buying the cenobite story. Nutty Doctor Philip Channard (Kenneth Cranham), who interned with the Marquis de Sade, runs the sanitarium. He also has a wacky hobby. He collects puzzle boxes, phrenology diagrams, and spare body parts. Needless to say, he has a bangin’ social life. The doctor asks the police to bring a blood-soaked mattress from Kirsty’s
crime scene house. Yep, it’s completely normal for law enforcement to hand evidence over to some guy who collects kinky dead people stuff. Anyway, the authorities bring Channard the nasty mattress and since he’s done extensive research on nasty mattress dead people retrieval, he knows what to do. Channard’s a sadistic bastard so he brings a highly delusional patient to his home, plops him down on the bloody mattress and waits for the magic to happen. It does. Julia (Clare Higgins), emerges from the depths and steals the poor schizophrenic’s guts and Channard’s heart. Well, maybe the heart is the wrong organ.
“I’d walk through the gates of Hell for a good Chardonnay.”
Julia’s not ready to settle down, at least not until she gets a face. To that end, Dr. Channard drags his hopeless cases over to Julia so she can eat their innards and get some skin so they can consummate this affair.
“Bring me the head of a manic depressive.”
Dr. Channard has been yearning for this kind of depravity his whole life. We see flashbacks to the doctor’s misspent youth as a torturer of small animals and scenes of him experimenting on patients. He’s not a right guy. Of course, by now, we all know Julia’s no prize either so the doctor had better watch his back.
Breaking up is hard to do.
At the same time Dr. Channard and Julia are playing the balcony scene from Romeo and Dahmer, Kirsty and another patient, Tiffany (Imogen Boorman), battle with the cenobites in a weird Escher-like rampart opened by the puzzle box. Full of tortured souls, long hallways, and candles, the dungeon houses the cenobites, their victims, and Uncle Frank. Remember Frank (Sean Chapman) from the first Hellraiser film? He’s been lounging around Pinhead’s playhouse waiting for a little action.
I think I had this calendar once.
There are a couple side stories too. Tiffany is a gifted puzzle-solver the evil doctor imprisoned in his asylum to help him open the box. She’s compelled to do puzzles of all kinds and instead of curing that compulsion, Channard encourages it.
Cenobite Puzzle Boxes: You can’t stop at just one!
There’s also Kyle (William Hope), a young resident at the hospital, determined to help Kirsty.
“Sooo then the guy with nails in his face showed up? Mmmkay.”
That’s when some major stuff goes down. Kirsty, Julia, Frank, Dr. Channard, and the cenobites act out And Then There Were None in the Escher drawing. It’s bloody and thrilling and full of cool, disgusting effects. Dr. Channard’s torture is downright ghastly.
The writers, Clive Barker and Peter Atkins, interject some humanity into this morass as well. Kirsty and Tiffany are our heroes, of course, but they find an unlikely ally and that adds depth to the film.
“Does anyone have an aspirin?”
I like Hellbound: Hellraiser II a lot. For a long time, the first film in the series was my favorite, but this one is edging it out. I like it more with each viewing. The acting, especially in the first two films, is far better than in a lot of gory films of the period and the story and characters are riveting. Christopher Young’s music even won a Saturn Award. The best part is you get a lot more cenobite for the buck. The filmmakers must have known they had a good thing so they didn’t hide the leather-clad freaks. Giving Pinhead and his merry band more screen time works a treat. This is a fun one.
“Anyway, we opened the box.”
Question: How do you know you’re watching a John Waters film?
Answer: When the film opens with a carnival barker luring unsuspecting victims into a tent full of fetishists so he can rob them, you’re in a John Waters film.
Mr. David hawks the Cavalcade of Perversions.
Yup. Lady Divine (Divine) and her cohorts put cigarettes out on each other, sniff a topless woman’s armpits and eat vomit. Then, when the square suburbanites can take no more, Divine brandishes a revolver, robs the crowd, and shoots any dissenters, cackling all the while.
“Say what again.”
After the robbery, the gang flees and we discover that Mr. David (David Lochary), the barker and lover of Lady Divine, has fallen for another woman. David keeps the affair a secret because Lady Divine threatens to tell the police he was in on the Tate murders. It IS 1970. Lady Divine, gets word of David’s betrayal and vows to kill him.
Edith Massey drops a dime on Mr. David.
On her way to commit murder, two lowlifes accost her and drag her into an alley. Dazed from the attack, Lady Divine runs into a toddler dressed as the Pope who leads her to a church. Lady Divine prays for guidance. As she kneels in prayer, she meets Mink Stole who clearly has eyes for her. It’s a John Waters film so the two women have sex in a pew using a rosary. Now Lady Divine has an accomplice. The two lovers head to Lady Divine’s apartment to snuff Mr. David.
Lady Divine walks with a tiny Pope.
Mr. David and his oversexed lover await the pair in Lady Divine’s apartment where they’ve accidentally killed Divine’s ever-topless daughter. Now there’s no turning back. There’s a nutty bloodbath with one survivor. As Lady Divine lies on the sofa surrounded by the bodies of her enemies and crowing about crimes to come, a huge lobster crawls into her living room and rapes her. I never thought I’d write that sentence. Anyway, stuff, like a crucifixion, happens after that, but who cares? A giant lobster rapes Divine. Needless to say, the scene catches you off guard.
“Quick! Get the drawn butter!”
John Waters wrote, directed, produced, and shot MULTIPLE MANIACS in his native Baltimore. During his introduction to the film at the Provincetown International Film Festival in June of 2016, he said he filmed the Cavalcade of Perversion on his parents’ front lawn. Waters cast friends Edith Massey, Mink Stole, Pat Moran, David Lochary, and Divine in lead roles. Friendship trumped acting ability, but that’s not important. This is not so much a film as a happening. It is also, as film critic J. Hoberman notes, John Waters most overtly Catholic film. Janus/Criterion just restored the film and it looks great. It’s also weirdly entertaining. Everyone is crazily over the top and the whole film is a riot. I watched MULTIPLE MANIACS for the first time in a full theatre with John Waters in attendance and the place went nuts. It’s vile, disgusting, and fun to watch.
Rating: 4 Lobsters
American artist Jeff Farrell (Kerwin Matthews) stumbles into an isolated village in the Camargue region of southern France and meets Annette Beynat (Liliane Brousse). There’s obvious chemistry between them, but Annette gets blocked by her stepmother, the sexy Eve Beynat (Nadia Gray). Eve’s still married to Annette’s dad, but he’s out of town so Eve makes a play for Jeff. She’s very subtle. After Eve and Jeff go horseback riding, she takes off her blouse and asks him to towel her off.
“Jeff? Are we still on for tonigh…oh.”
It works. Soon, they’re making the beast with two backs all over the place and Annette’s left out in the cold. There’s just one little problem. Eve still has that pesky husband. I said he was out of town, right? Well, he is. He’s in an asylum for the criminally insane for using an acetylene torch to kill the guy who raped Annette years earlier.
“Just a little off the eyes.”
And you thought ONE LIFE TO LIVE was complicated. Eve says her husband has all his marbles. He just went a bit overboard (a bit) and if Jeff helps him escape from the sanitarium, he’ll leave the country and start a new life leaving Eve and Jeff to do the horizontal mambo as much as they want. Sounds logical, right? Jeff, blinded by lust, says he’d love to help a torch-wielding maniac (TITLE-DRINK!) out of the booby hatch and can we do that toweling-off thing again, honey? Anyway, cool asylum-escaping ensues, but things go a little twisty. Will Jeff do crimey stuff? Will Eve’s husband find his matches? Will Annette get a little action? Will Eve take Jeff horseback riding again? Please?
“An adjustment et voilà! Ready for your close-up!”
Writer Jimmy Sangster loved LES DIABOLIQUES. He set MANIAC and SCREAM OF FEAR in France and added a bunch of plot twists in both. He also cast women in lead roles and made them strong and smart. Eve’s a real multi-tasker too. She runs a tavern while hatching an escape plot and seducing a young stranger. Way to go, Eve! Sangster writes realistic dialogue and the plot hums along nicely. Director Michael Carreras and cinematographer Wilkie Cooper keep the mood tense and the atmosphere noirish. There are some terrific night shots around the inn and later, they film a nifty climax in a cavernous quarry.
“This is the biggest version of Don’t Break the Ice I’ve ever seen.”
This film is a hoot. Despite the over-the-top elements of the story, it’s all very natural. It’s naturally gruesome, but MANIAC was made by Hammer so they have to have a soupcon of gore. It’s in the contract. I had fun watching this one. The cast, screenplay, location, and complexity combine to make it a fun watch and Sinbad, uh, Kerwin is a cutie.
“Anybody else see a Cyclops?”
British race car driver Alan Colby (Ronald Lewis) and his new bride, Denise (Diane Cilento) get into a nasty car wreck on their honeymoon. The accident leaves another driver dead and Alan with a severe head injury. After months in the hospital, the couple finally head to the French seaside for their wedding trip. It’s clear that Alan still needs time to recover since every once in a while, he goes into a trance and tries to strangle his wife.
“If I can just get your neck size…”
What a bore. Denise dotes on Alan and seems to have made the leap from wife to mother seamlessly. Since she’s running out of scarves to hide the neck bruises, Denise seeks the help of a psychiatrist they happen to meet on their trip. David Prade (Claude Dauphin) proposes a radical form of therapy to help Alan remember the accident and stop choking his wife all the time.
“Just five minutes more.”
Since Alan is paranoid and his moods turn on a dime, Denise lies to him about meeting David to ask for medical advice. Yup, that goes well.
“Analyze me, will ya!!”
Will David cure Alan? Will Alan kill Denise? Will Denise stop saying Alan’s name all the damn time? I’ll never tell. I will say this is a neat little thriller with an unusual psychiatric bent. Director, Val Guest keeps you guessing and the mood tense. Parts of the film drag, but even the talky parts keep the plot moving forward. The script, apart from Denise saying Alan’s name about 82 million times, flows naturally. Cilento and Lewis are believable lovers and I found myself worried about them both.
“The doctor said to wear that radio around your neck until you’re cured.”
STOP ME BEFORE I KILL is another fun Hammer thriller. I’m a big fan of these films. They’re racier and more violent than most American films of that era and they generally have a more mature attitude toward love and sex. It makes for a more realistic film which, in turn, makes the scary parts scarier. Scary is good.
Do you collect things? Stamps? Godzilla figurines? Commemorative spoons? In THE SKULL, Christopher Maitland (Peter Cushing) and Sir Matthew Phillips (Christopher Lee) collect all things Satan. They scour auction houses in search of devilish statues and books about torture for their macabre collections. They even buy hot tchotchkes from shady evil-stuff-seller, Marco (Patrick Wymark). Marco stocks an unusual variety of bizarre items including a book he sells to Maitland. It’s a rare book. Well, one hopes it’s rare since it’s the memoirs of the Marquis de Sade covered in human skin. Anyway, Maitland jumps at the chance to drop major ducats on the tome, which gives you some idea about his level of dedication to his hobby.
I’ll wait for the paperback.
The next night, Maitland lounges in his well-appointed study reading his skin book when Marco arrives with a new demonic accessory to clutter his bookshelves. Marco brings Maitland a skull. This is no ordinary, dime-store skull, mind you. This skull has provenance. Well, Marco says it has anyway. This skull is the bony part of the head of the Marquis de Sade! Why Marco didn’t sell the skin diary/skull as a set will forever remain a mystery. The two men haggle over skull prices, as one does, but Maitland won’t bite. Maitland mentions the exchange to his friend, Sir Matthew who warns him not to buy it by saying, “All I can say is keep away from the skull of the Marquis de Sade.” Words to live by, Matthew. Words to live by.
“That skull’s evil, right devil statue?”
Unfortunately, Maitland doesn’t listen to his friend and drops by Marco’s place to buy the skull. Marco is indisposed, being dead and all, so Maitland grabs his souvenir and hits the road. Back home in his library, Maitland relaxes after a hard day’s looting. He spends a lovely evening surrounded by statues of Beelzebub reading about sadism from a book made of skin.
Almost immediately, weird stuff happens. The normally peaceful Maitland begins to feel a strange, homicidal urge.
Is it coincidence? Is it the skull? Is he not getting enough fruit? Only the skull knows for sure.
“Honey? You up?”
THE SKULL is an absolute blast. The stellar cast of Amicus/Hammer regulars including Patrick Magee, Michael Gough, and Jill Bennett add to the general atmosphere of British horror wonderfulness. We even get a little George Coulouris for good measure.
“You didn’t see my lips move, didja?”
Robert Bloch (Psycho) wrote the story, aptly named The Skull of the Marquis de Sade. Milton Subotsky, half of the Amicus production team of Rosenberg/Subotsky wrote the screenplay and the script moves right along. Director, Freddie Francis, a veteran of Amicus films, knows how to pack a lot into 83 minutes. They also pack some cool special effects into THE SKULL. Ted Samuels, who created the special effects for a number of Amicus features including DR. TERROR’S HOUSE OF HORRORS and THE PSYCHOPATH outdid himself here. The skull, you see, flies. When provoked, it floats gracefully toward the camera. It’s not a choppy, Tingleresque motion, rather a majestic glide. The skull also lights up. It even manages to look evil. I stopped the DVD three times to watch a lit skull soar across a gentleman’s study. Seriously, you need to see this. If I haven’t convinced you yet, think about this. One scene in THE SKULL shows Christopher Lee and Peter Cushing playing pool…in tuxes. ‘Nuff said.
Note to self: Check into the possibility of manufacturing skull nightlights. You know, for kids.
When an asbestos abatement crew, led by Gordon Fleming (Peter Mullan) gets a gig to clean up an abandoned mental asylum, they think they’ve struck it rich. Promised a $10,000 bonus if they can finish in a week, the team of Phil (David Caruso), Mike (Stephen Gevedon), Hank (Josh Lucas), and Jeff (Brendan Sexton, III) dig right in. As Gordon and his team work, each of them reacts to the pressure of the deadline differently.
“Gordon, are you in there?”
Gordon, we learn, owns the company and is under a great deal of financial strain. He’s also a new dad and hasn’t slept well since his daughter was born. Phil, Gordon’s right hand man, questions Gordon’s accepting the short timeline. Phil’s trouble is that his girlfriend just left him for Hank, making the friends’ relationship a tiny bit awkward. Mike, a law school dropout, is highly intelligent, but at sea about his future. Jeff, Gordon’s nephew, is young and a little goofy, but earnest. He clearly wants to impress his uncle. Now that we’ve met the men, we understand them better when they start to unravel.
“Here, let me get that eyelash.”
Filmed at the former Danvers State Mental Hospital in Danvers, Massachusetts, SESSION 9 has a great, creepy vibe and the setting, complete with scary treatment rooms, peeling paint, and puddles of stagnant water works a treat.
Director, Brad Anderson, has a talent for showing us just enough to follow the story, but not quite enough to predict how it will end. There are some lovely red herrings and the dialogue makes sense. Anderson and Stephen Gevedon wrote the screenplay and the cast even gets the accents right. Uta Briesewitz’s cinematography kept the eerie mood even without 392 jump scares. Music by Climax Golden Twins sets the dark tone of the film well. I had never heard of them, but their strange, atmospheric music is perfect in SESSION 9.
Director, Brad Anderson might have watched THE HAUNTING once or twice.
I have wanted to see SESSION 9 for ages and I’m glad I finally did. It’s a frightening horror tale with good acting and an intriguing story. I wanted to know more. It’s original, but not completely new and that’s all right. In my notes I wrote, THE SHINING, but with asbestos. While I can see comparisons, (days of the week on screen, evil place, etc…) it doesn’t diminish the effect of the film at all. Paul Guilfoyle and Larry Fessenden round out the supporting cast. Actually, the whole cast is made up of character actors. Maybe that’s why I like it so much. It’s a natural ensemble piece played by a talented ensemble.
Weird note: Carson Daly (Mr. MTV) was the executive music producer.
Tonight on Club MTV…