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Fantastic Fest – Day 4

I was a bit disappointed with yesterday; my chosen lineup wasn’t as strong as the first two days’ had been.  So I took off the first half of the day to spend some time with my daughter, as a week’s a long time to spend away from her.

There was still time for a pretty good set of movies – since I got there late I didn’t get tickets to all the ones I wanted but that’s what “standby” is for; I’ve had good luck with it.  My agenda consisted of:

  • Buratino, Son of Pinnochio, a weird Estonian film that’s like a light-hearted and musical version of Clockwork Orange
  • Dirty Mind, about a Belgian stuntman who gets a frontal lobe injury and turns from zero-nerd into Rico Suave
  • House of the Devil, a movie trying to replicate in every detail the typical late ’70s/early ’80s horror movie
  • District 13: Ultimatum, a sequel to the first French parkour-and-martial-arts dystopian actioner

Reviews will follow, but all these were good in their own way!  Especially Dirty Mind, which I think is probably the best movie I’ve seen so far.

Fantastic Fest – Survival of the Dead

George Romero, the grandfather of modern zombie cinema, was in attendance to show off his new movie Survival of the Dead.  It’s a spinoff of the recent “Diary of the Dead” and, like it, is completely independent.  He says he envisions doing a four movie series like the first “of the Dead” linked series (Night, Dawn, Day) but along this new, different storyline.

I am always of two minds about Romero.  He’s of course a seminal figure in the field, his first zombie movie especially was brilliant, and has spawned an entire genre.  But…  His ideas aren’t aging well, and it often seems to be more of the same, without the additional polish you would tend to hope would come to pass over a career spanning so many decades.  I’d use a geek analogy to Gary Gygax, co-creator and main popularizer of the Dungeons & Dragons game – yay, he created a lasting cultural icon, but then over the next three decades he kept regurgitating the same ideas without, really, much evolution and became less and less relevant.  (It’s a step better than the Linus Pauling syndrome, where someone who was brilliant in a given field picks up crackpot theories in another – Pauling was a brilliant chemist who gave us several important theories, especially on the nature of atoms, but later in life hooked in to the idea that megadoses of Vitamin C would cure anyone of anything and went onto the quack circuit.)

Anyway, Survival of the Dead, as I feared, has its good points but also has many weaknesses and inconsistencies.  It follows some ex-National Guardsmen gone wrong (and a sassy kid they pick up) as they go to an island rumored to be free of the undead, but instead run afoul of a family feud.  Romero said he was going for a Western feel with this one, but it felt like he briefed one set of actors (the islanders) on that and neglected to brief the other (the Guard) and it yielded an extremely inconsistent tone.  Furthermore, though generally “serious,” there are moments of camp, like one zombie kill where the cap of its skull spins around before coming to a rest on its neck-stump like something out of Army of Darkness.  Similarly, at times it seems like life is going on OK in the U.S. despite the zombie plagues – late night hosts joke about “deadheads” and the Internet is still working – but then it seems like every single location is infested with undead and completely unlivable.  The movie couldn’t figure out what it wanted to be and veered wildly between several different tones.

The nominal addition to the Living Dead mythos here is that one of the islander families doesn’t want to kill the zombies, but keep them around as revered ancestors; rationalizing it as maybe someone will find a cure one day.  This could be an interesting premise, but it ends up being incoherent – the family is “zombie ranching” on their farm but carelessly kills them plenty themselves.  Then they change their story to “trying to teach them to eat something besides people!”  But no matter how you look at it, that’s stupid and pointless.  First, teaching zombies to eat livestock would just denude the world of animals as well as humans.  Second, zombies don’t need to eat – they just kill and “eat” out of their bizarre undead natures.  It’s not like they can “fill up” on something – they’ll eat your dog and then eat you;  you’re not being used as food per se, it’s not like they get nutrition out of it.

In the end, the failure of this movie and the other more recent Dead movies can’t be blamed on budget – it’s the script, and an inability to craft a coherent narrative.

Fantastic Fest – Metropia

Metropia is an animated feature set in a European dystopian future (is there any other kind?).  People still live on the surface but apparently never travel there, instead using the huge interconnected subway system controlled by the Trexx corporation.  Roger has an indifferent life – working as a drone, his relationship on the rocks, etc.  His only step away from “normalcy” is enjoying bicycling instead of using the metro.  But apparently that’s enough – the voice in his head that tells him to buy Viagra and conform becomes jarring to him.  He thinks he’s going crazy until he sees the cover girl from the shampoo everyone uses, and starts to follow her around instead of going to work – this spirals him into a web of intrigue.  The movie recalls themes from Brazil and A Scanner Darkly.

The animation style is unique and weird.  People’s heads are large and facial features very realistic, but the rest of their bodies and the world are more stylized.  It fits the Kafkaesque feel they’re going for and allows for maximal expressiveness and acting on the part of the characters, a double win.

The plot is pretty interesting – turns out the ubiquitous Trexx Corp. has graduated from just putting cameras in everyone’s TV set to mind – if not control, influence – via their ubiquitous shampoo; they have a bank of call center type employees who can see through people’s eyes and speak into their minds.  Roger is never sure who to trust – his girlfriend, the shampoo cover girl he’s obsessed with, his “control” who talks into his head and looks disturbingly like him…  It’s a conspiracy thriller about control and perception.  I liked it quite a bit, as I did the somewhat similarly themed (and also weirdly animated, though in a completely different style) A Scanner Darkly.  It’s director Tarik Saleh’s first movie and as a freshman outing I think it’s amazing.

Fantastic Fest – Under the Mountain

Under the Mountain” is apparently a famous story in New Zealand – first a book written by Maurice Gee in the 1950s, then a NZ TV series in the 1980s, and now a movie.  It’s the second outing from Jonathan King, who did the also New Zealand based horror comedy “Black Sheep” (about sheep that start eating people).

The movie is targeted at the tween market – not too young children, as I bet my seven year old would about crap her drawers if she watched this movie, but it’s not super horrifying for us jaded adults.  “More fodder for the Twilight crowd,” I’d say (not that there’s anything wrong with that).  It can be compared somewhat to Escape to Witch Mountain, but darker and scarier.

I thought the movie was well done.  Sam Neill as the crazy homeless guy slash friendly alien was fun and the boy and girl cast as the twins did a decent if not awe-inspiring job.

The plot is simple – a pair of twins, Theo and Rachel, go to live with their aunt and uncle in Auckland when their mother dies.  The twins, a boy and a girl, have a light psychic bond but the boy has completely shut himself off from it since the death.  In short order they determine that the weirdos living across the lake in a decrepit house mean to kill them and they find a crazy homeless guy who can help – he explains that the bad guys (the “Wilberforces”) are bad Lovecraftian aliens who have seven huge “Gargantua,” alien war monsters, in stasis under the seven volcanoes in the area.  Homeless guy is a good fire alien who needs twins with a psychic bond to use two “fire stones” and, by tossing them into one of the volcanoes, thwart the evil aliens forever (it’s unclear how or why this does that, but roll with it).  Soon they, their cousin Ricky, and his main squeeze Clementine are racing back and forth across the area trying to not get tentacle-probed by the shape-changing Wilberforces while  Theo tries to get his act together enough to trust his twin and unleash the POOOOOOWER!!!!

I found it enjoyable, though tame for me the famed zombie hunter.  But I think it will do well; it’s about 2000% better than the utterly shit recent remake of Escape From Witch Mountain with that wrestler, and that made decent bank.  I hope a tweeney horror movie that isn’t total tripe might do even better.

Fantastic Fest – K-20: The Fiend With Twenty Faces

Aka “K-20: The Legend of the Mask,” this pulp movie is set in the 1949 of an alternate history where WWII never happened and so Japan is still riven by strong class distinctions and the poor have it pretty bad.  A notorious masked burglar, “K-20”, strikes fear into the hearts of the rich.  A poor circus performer, Heikishi Endo, is framed by K-20 and has to resort to daring thievery of his own to reclaim his good name and thwart the fiend, who is trying to get a big Tesla coil to use as a weapon.  It evokes Batman, The Shadow, Black Mask, Spiderman, and Darkman as inspirations.

I’m going to get this out of the way first thing – this movie was not nearly as good as I’d hoped it would be.  It had some promising bits, but they were all mostly squandered.

The set design was nice – in the first scene, the alt-history city looks nice and steampunkey, with police gyrocopters labelled in Japanese and German both (Polizei!).  You never see any Germans, however, and except for the Tesla coil as a McGuffin the steampunk elements are never utilized either.

Furthermore, I couldn’t figure out what Takeshi Kaneshiro was trying to do with his character, the piece’s hero, Heikichi Endo.  He allegedly starts out as a master acrobat and illusionist in the circus and after being framed takes up thievery to get back at K-20 – but some of the time, he really seems to achieve nearly Sling Blade-like levels of mild retardation.  “I just want to go back the the circus and pet my doves!” he mumbles, clutching himself, in several scenes.  To quote the much better movie Zombieland from yesterday, “Nut up or shut up!”

This could be forgivable if the action was good.  It is not.  His “training” (in what tries to be a nod to genre tropes, he basically reads a book of thieving lore and becomes able to do pretty much supernatural tricks of disguise) is basically free running (parkour).  Free running is fun and all but it’s already being overexposed in movies and needs a little something (like a decent fight) to spice it up.  But the martial arts action is very few and far between, and when showdowns happen between K-20 and Endo they are nothing to write home about – a lot of jumping but that’s about it.  They finally have to resort to a gun to try to kill each other, as they realize that even beating on a helpless opponent with their sissy punches isn’t going to result in more than light bruising.

The identity of K-20 is supposed to be a big secret and shocking reveal – and I hoped it would be one of the less obvious characters – but no, if you have ever watched movies you’ll know who K-20 is very early on.  The love interest is one-dimensional and annoying; you’re supposed to be impressed by her being so game to leap into daring plots and pilot gyrocopter rescues, but then she opens her mouth and talks and it’s ruined.

The old inventor-thief and his ex-swindler wife are the only bright spots in the film; they are interesting and play their parts well.

I am pre-sold when you tell me “it’s a steampunk pulp hero martial arts movie,” and you have to work pretty hard to un-sell me, but K-20 managed to do that.  Why the hell do they call him K-20?  Why do all of the group of thieves he loudly despises immediately pledge to do everything in their life’s power to help him?  Why is every plot point so brutally and hamhandedly obvious?  I don’t know, but I can’t recommend K-20.

Fantastic Fest – Day 3

Man, it’s getting harder to get up early as the festival progresses.  Luckily, my car eagerly devoured the 25 mile commute to the theater to get in line at 9 AM to pick up tickets.  My lineup for today:

I was thinking about seeing the Japanese movie Fish Story at 11AM but it was sold out – I have heard a lot of positive buzz on it.  And sadly Survival of the Dead went really long so I missed Revenant; it was past its show time by the time I got out of the lovely downtown Paramount theater and the other venue was some distance away.

Fantastic Fest – Vampire Girl Vs. Frankenstein Girl

I knew I was in trouble when a bunch of pantsless Japanese men took the stage to introduce this film.  Director Yoshihiro Nishimura of Tokyo Gore Police and other splatter comedies introduced this film as being “along the lines of his previous work, but with more high school girls.”  If you are delicate of constitution you don’t want to keep reading this review.

Then came a short called “61 minutes” that is like a missing chapter from Tokyo Gore Police – “it happens 61 minutes into Tokyo Gore Police, between the fight with the girl with an alligator vagina and when the guy shows up with a big penis gun!”  We open on a woman with a big cock on her nose, and cocks like Medusa’s snakes all over her head, who fights police in metal Samurai armor by shooting cocks at them to explode their heads as blood sprays and rains down for minutes at a time and then a wizened old Indian (feathers, not dots) hit man shows up to fight her and her nose cock gets chopped off but then it becomes a flamethrower but when she flames the Indian he gets a stripper body and then I started crying and flashing back to when a friend and I rented “Tetsuo: The Iron Man” and ran out of booze and were forced to drink Amaretto and cooking brandy to dull the pain.

It had already been a long day and that short really took the starch out of me.  Luckily, Vampire Girl vs Frankenstein Girl (though full of five minute long blood-spray sequences) wasn’t quite as bizarre as the short.  It’s a basic love triangle between hapless high school boy, a vampire, and a normal high school girl whose dad is a witch doctor/Dr. Frankenstein guy who turns her into a cobbled-together monster.  Filling out the film with unsubtle and tasteless humor (in the vein of the Scary Movie franchise)  is the “wrist cutting club” and the girls who color themselves to look like black people (“ganguro“, an actual Japanese fad).  Besides normal vampire powers, Vampire Girl makes things like sword-arms out of clotted blood.  Mainly, it’s full of caricatures capering around and fighting among spraying globules of blood and severed body parts recombining into more and more bizarre creatures.

It was definitely different.  Not high art, but trying to achieve a shlock high and bring the gore and bizarrity of the Troma films to a new apex.   It’s certainly entertaining from an “experience crazy Japanese people wallowing in blood” point of view – for me, a once-a-year kind of thing.  I can’t say it’s a “good” movie but it’s certainly – unusual.  Just make sure you  have enough booze on hand.  I have to say, even though I still had tickets to Doghouse at midnight, this movie drained me for the day and I headed home.

Fantastic Fest – Krabat

My next selection for the day was a German film called Krabat.  But first, they played a short called “Rite” by Alicia Conway, which details a young girl’s coming of age ceremony.  It plays like a happy Protestant confirmation of some kind is in the offing, with relatives in summer dresses and a picnic and a sunny trellis-lined outdoor service.  The shock is that the ritual itself is – well, it’s unexpected, and at first blush seems a little grotesque.  (I won’t give away exactly what it is.)  But upon further reflection, in the end it doesn’t seem ‘evil’ or ‘Satanic’ or anything; as a student of religion, I could see a ritual very much like this being plausible on any number of theological grounds.  And when it’s over, everyone is happy and goes on with life, there’s no “Mmmwah hah haaa now you’re part of the coven” kind of action.  I especially liked the way it was filmed; very professional, very light-saturated.

Krabat is named after the main character, an orphan boy who is taken in by a miller who is obviously a sorcerer, and details his coming of age in the black arts with eleven other journeymen who are in the same apprenticeship.  It’s dark and grim (Grimm?  Get it?  I crack myself up) and details the allure of the power their Satanic master grants, but the eventual desire for freedom and goodness that impels the boys to eventually try to break free.  “Hey, maybe this black magic thing isn’t as cool as it seems if we get sacrificed to hell-wolves every once in a while!”

The magic is portrayed as real, though much more limited in scope than Harry Potter; the boys can turn into ravens and become stronger than normal; their master can cloud mens’ minds with illusions, but there are a lot of ritual prerequisites and “proper times of the year” – in other words, it’s depicted very ‘realistically’ in terms of historical black magic practice.

My favorite part is the creepy figure that shows up only on the new moon with a wagon full of human bones for them to grind into meal in the mill.  Eek!

There are a dozen boys and the Master – when they first introduce them all I thought, “Shit, really?  I hope about half these guys get killed real soon so I don’t have to keep track of them.”  But even with such a large cast they do a good job of making each boy distinct and memorable and it wasn’t a problem.

Krabat is based on a German young adult book called “The Satanic Mill.”  You can immediately see the problem with this film being released here in the U.S. – and to be fair, not completely without reason.  Though Krabat turns his back on black magic, it’s not because it’s “wrong” but because it’s kind of a bad deal in this case, and still regrets the “price” of losing his kewl powerz; not exactly a ringing denunciation of the work of the Devil.  It’s easy to ignore the fundamentalists raving about how Harry Potter is Satanic; this film – well, it’s admittedly Satanic, and though not a ringing endorsement of it by any stretch of the imagination, is few enough shades of grey away that a large percentage of the U.S. market would not buy off on it.  I like that in the end, however, that the strongest force is the brotherhood the boys feel for each other.

Fantastic Fest – Battle League In Kyoto (Kamogawa Horumo)

Kamogawa Horumo was only vaguely described in the program as a “tasty Japanese confection drizzled in bat-shit crazy syrup.”  I’m down with that, so I went.  What I got was a little unexpected, actually – given the kind of Japanese insanity that exists in movies like “Tokyo Gore Police,” this is an EXTREMELY tame movie; don’t expect it to be super hyperkinetic bizarreness.  It’s a college romantic comedy with a layer of the (light and fun) supernatural on it.

However, don’t take that to mean that Kamogawa Horumo isn’t a good movie.  It is hard to review because it has a “secret” that not knowing makes the movie a lot more fun, but unlike the Sixth Sense the secret is about halfway through the movie, not at the end.  It’s definitely a movie to NOT read up on ahead of time.

Suffice it to say that it starts out with two friends as freshmen at Kyoto University who join a student club called the Azure Dragons.  “What is this club for?”  Well, no one will say for sure.  It’s a “perfectly normal” club, they repeatedly stress.  But they soon go from beer-and-food get togethers to learning the “Oni language” and doing weird dance moves.  Then the weirdness busts out.

It’s a charming movie, entertaining and kid-friendly.  The male lead, Yoshioshi Arakawa, plays a sad sack love-crossed guy – that part of the plot tends to drag at times, as sad sack college romantic comedies are prone to do.  I occasionally wanted to hit him and yell, “Man up!”.   His sidekick is really funny; the spirits force him to wear a samurai topknot in penance for his cowardice in the “battle league” and the reactions of other people seeing it never get old (I especially like the waitress who is so flustered she drops her serving tray).  The female leads are serviceable but forgettable.  In the end, it’s not an awesome movie, but it’s entertaining and enjoyable by the whole family.

Fantastic Fest – Day 2

Day 2 of Fantastic Fest was a total blast.  As a regular badge holder, I showed up 2 hours before the movies started to pick up tickets – I thought I was going to be early but the line was already huge.  The Alamo staff cranked through the whole thing in 30 minutes flat and I still got into everything I wanted to.  I am so impressed with how smoothly the logistics are going for this festival.

With time to burn, I headed over to Casa Garcias for some breakfast tacos.  Then I went back over to the Alamo and tried to catch up on this blog, but for some reason I’m having a chronic “Can’t get IP address” issue there.  Alas.  Life is SO HARD <sob>.

My movie lineup for day two is:

  • Kamogawa Horumo aka “Battle League in Kyoto”, a Japanese movie left largely undescribed in the program as “it’s craaaaazy wild!”
  • Krabat, a German movie based on a young adult novel called “The Satanic Mill” (yeah, that’s how the Germans roll)
  • Zombieland, the big star-studded world premiere of the day
  • Vampire Girl vs Frankenstein Girl, Japenese splatter comedy
  • Doghouse, a horror comedy

I ended up not seeing Doghouse; after a long day of movies and a back and forth to the Paramount for Zombieland, I decided to start the long drive home at midnight rather than at 2 AM.  But reviews of the rest follow!  (Well, I got impatient and posted my review of Zombieland when I got home last night because it was just so good.)

Fantastic Fest – Zombieland!

I’m having a hard time keeping up with blogging all of Fantastic Fest, mainly because I keep having a bad time getting an IP address on the theater’s wifi, but I didn’t want to wait to share with everyone what a total badass trip Zombieland is. Fantastic Fest hosted the world premiere of this new film, and director Ruben Fleischer and cast Woody Harrelson, Jesse Eisenberg (the kid from Adventureland) and Emma Stone (the chick from Superbad) were there. It was very crowd-pleasing here in Austin that the film starts with Eisenberg’s character travelling from his University of Texas-Austin dorm back to his home city of Columbus.

The four characters are pretty much the only people left alive after a massive viral “fast zombie” outbreak.  So as to not get too attached to each other, they don’t even use names, just their cities of origin – Harrelson is “Tallahassee,” a super violent zombie killer, Eisenberg is “Columbus,” Stone is “Wichita,” and Abigail Breslin (aka Nim and Kitt Kittredge), the little girl, is “Little Rock.”  If you’ve seen the trailer, you have the general tone of the film – zombie laced dark comedy.  It’s always a worry that the jokes in the trailer are “all the good parts” and what’s left over is boring – but not in this case; the duo of Harrelson and Eisenberg is funny every step of the way.

There’s a surprising amount going on; though there aren’t many breaks from the nonstop and entertaining wisecracking and/or zombie killing, each of the four human characters are clearly defined and have their own internal conflict and arc going on.  (There’s a fifth human character, in an awesome turn, but I’m not going to give away the surprise by telling you who.)

Eisenberg’s character refers frequently to his “rules” of survival in Zombieland, from Rule 1: Cardio, to Rule 17: Never be a hero.  The rules are dynamically superimposed on the screen throughout the movie, in a way that could have been been distracting but instead flows really well and adds to the humor.  It’s a very interesting and nonstandard effect.

The action and zombie kills are bad ass, melding comedy and brutality seamlessly, whether it’s death by banjo, carnival ride, car door, toilet tank cover, hedge clippers…  It never quite goes over the line to pure camp, however, allowing you to stay “in the moment” with the cast of characters.  It’s also very interesting to just have the four characters to deal with – besides zombies and Surprise Person #5, it’s all these four actors all the time, which lends itself to a economy of scene that eliminates distractions and keeps the focus on their interaction.

The characters are not a terribly reflective bunch; first Tallahassee and Columbus meet and decide to stick together even though the former can tell the latter is “kind of a bitch.”  They get grifted by the two chicks but all end up travelling together, with various vague ends in mind – they’re not seriously planning for the long term; you get the impression that they have some things they’d like to see and do but pretty much the fall of civilization has resulted in them just not giving too much of a shit about anything any more.  There’s several scenes where the characters destroy things (like an Indian kitsch store in Arizona) pretty much just because they can.  Part of the development of the movie is them being able to learn to even give a shit about each other, their few remaining fellow humans.  They’ve all learned habitual distrust of others, as some might expect when the end comes.

The characters were well balanced, at least the main three (they didn’t make as much use of Breslin as they could have), but Harrelson really steals the show with his character’s exuberance and little twists – he’s always seeking the last Twinkie; he always paints a Dale Earnheart “3” on the sides of his appropriated Mad Max-mobiles; he really loves killing zombies in as hand to hand a way as possible…

The crowd went insane for this movie; it’s destined to become a horror-comedy gold standard.  A comparison to Shaun of the Dead is inevitable; I love both movies but they are quite different – Zombieland is a lot more energetic overall – more high-flying action; still a buddy comedy with a romantic element but a lot more – well, American; direct in humor and action sensibility.

So in summary – I loved it, all who saw it loved it, you will love it.

Fantastic Fest – Rec 2

REC” is the film on which the U.S. movie Quarantine was based.  I never saw REC, but did see Quarantine.  REC 2 picks up immediately (like about thirty seconds) after the end of REC, Halloween 2 style.  From what I can see, there is about zero meaningful difference between REC and Quarantine because everything was as I remembered it from the American remake.

We pick up with a SWAT team and “Ministry of Health” official entering the cordoned building which, as we know from REC 1/Quarantine, is full of “fast zombie” victims of some unknown plague.  The big twist (stop reading if you don’t like spoilers) here is that the “official” is really a priest and the plague, though spread like a normal blood/fluid zombie thing, is a demonic infestation.  The Vatican got a hold of a possessed girl and decided to do scientific experiments on her to find an “antidote.”  And thus the killing begins.  Some of the original cast return, and some more hapless camera-loving kids wander in to provide more points of view (as the core conceit is that everything in the film was captured on one real camera or another – the reporter’s camera from the first movie, the SWAT team’s helmet cams, and the kids’ camcorder).

REC 2 was entertaining enough, and well done.  Nothing to gush over, but it’s definitely a sequel that’s as good as the original, so if you liked Quarantine you’ll like this.