Showing posts with label Stephen King. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stephen King. Show all posts

Sunday, July 17, 2011

30 Day Horror Challenge Strikes Back Day 27: Character you most enjoyed seeing get killed.

This question could be taken one of two ways. One is that the character had the best death, so you enjoyed watching them die. In that case it would be Philip in Nightmare on Elm Street 3. That marionette kill was so cool it didn’t matter if you had any opinion of the character or not. I believe the question was meant, though, as the character you enjoyed seeing “get what’s coming to them.” Who would I pick in that case? Perhaps a really hatable character like Cooper in Night of the Living Dead. Maybe a character that isn’t exactly hatable but is so damn annoying that you’re just glad they can’t talk any more, like Franklin in Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Maybe a death that’s poetic, like that baby raper Rasa literally being “skull f**ked” to death in Serbian Film. Maybe it’s a death that is a fulfillment of a real life fantasy, like Paris Hilton’s character being killed in the House of Wax remake. There is one character that I hate worse than all of these though. One who I spent the entire movie close to screaming “JUST KILL THE BITCH!” at the screen. A character whose death is oh so gratifying. Step right up and claim your prize Mrs. Carmody!

The Mist is a seriously underrated flick. Even if it’s only for that amazing kick in the nuts ending, it deserves more mention than it usually gets. One of the things I love about it is that while monsters lurk outside, a human is an even bigger threat on the inside. It’s similar to Day of the Dead. The zombies are the constant threat outside, but Captain Rhodes and his boys are an even more pressing problem. By the way, Rhodes was my first runner up for this question. Mrs. Carmody just edges him out though, because she really strikes a chord in me by pressing one of my huge hot buttons.

I have an immense hatred for organized religion. Without getting into a huge religious debate here, it makes me sick when some person or group exploits people’s natural spiritual curiosity and fear of the unknown. It’s even more reprehensible when they exploit tragedy in order to do so. We could be here all day talking about how much I absolutely loathe religious predators, and Mrs. Carmody is the prototype. Everyone in that grocery store is terrified of what lies outside, and she exploits that fear and makes a grab for power. She used the other people’s desire for a solution and inability to understand what was going on to position herself as a religious leader. After all, the only difference between a religion and a cult is the number of members. Her impassioned, manipulative words that she claimed were from “god” whipped her followers into a violent, blood thirsty frenzy. Sound familiar folks? It’s the same thing that makes fanatical Muslims fly airplanes into buildings or dogmatic Christians bomb abortion clinics. Religious zealotry is a dangerous thing, and those that wield influence over it are almost always pure evil.

Frank Darabont and Stephen King were brilliant in the way they brought this character to life. Her dialog is absolutely spot on. The brainwashing tactics, moralistic posturing, dirty debating tactics, intentional issue confusion, and “us against them” misdirection of religious dogma (and a lot of political dogma) is brought to life with amazing clarity and realism. Marcia Gay Harden also does a great job of playing the role. Sometimes it's tough to know if she really believes something or if it's a devious leadership tactic. That ambiguity took a lot of skill to pull off. She handles the transition from just seeming like a kook to having a little taste of influence and liking it to being the ringleader of a mob in such a natural and organic way that it’s absolutely believable. I spent most of the movie shaking my head, amazed at how dead on the depiction of a bunch of brain dead sheep following the crazy lady because she said god speaks to her was. I expected the rational half of the survivors to take her out at several points. They even discussed the plan long before the moment of truth came. Fellow survivor or not, if someone is threatening the life of the group, sacrifices must be made. I’m talking about “the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few” sacrifice, not the human sacrifice of a child Carmody demanded. Since so many opportunities to take out the repulsive prophetess had gone by, I was not expecting it to happen when it did. The shot in the gut took me by surprise, and the build to the one between the eyes is short but beautiful. Everyone has issues that, when tickled just right in the context of a good movie, will immediately get them emotionally invested. Mrs. Carmody was that flashpoint character for me, so I enjoyed her death immensely. Here, watch the scene below, and I dare you not to cheer when that repugnant bitch gets hers. The Mist, by the way, gets two severed thumbs up and if you haven’t, you definitely need to check it out.


Sunday, April 24, 2011

30 Day Horror Challenge Day 23 - Your favorite made for TV horror film

First of all, I am aware that I’m a little bit late with today’s post. Sorry, it’s been a hell of a day. Now that we’ve got that out of the way, let me throw two names out and you tell me what you think of first. Stephen King and Clive Barker. Whatever you just thought, I bet it wasn’t “horror comedy.” That’s exactly what we have here though folks. Take stories by Barker and King, adapt them for TV, let Mick Garris direct, throw in Christopher Lloyd all gothed up, and what do you have? Just another Friday night at my…wait, no…I mean you have my favorite TV horror flick, Quicksilver Highway.

We open on a bride on her wedding night. No, it’s not that kind of story. Get your mind out of the gutter. She’s sitting in a broken down car in the middle of the desert, waiting for her groom, who went to find help, to return. A Rolls Royce pulls up towing an Airstream camper. That should have been her first clue that something screwy was going on. Then Christopher Lloyd, looking like the mutant love child of Dani Filth and Uncle Fester, gets out and invites her into his parlor. Clue number two. He proceeds to tell her a story based on The Chattering Teeth by Stephen King. I know the concept of Mick Garris directing a King adaptation is blowing your mind, but bear with me here folks. Bill is a traveling salesman traveling salesman driving through the desert in a dust storm. He almost hits a Brian, a hitch hiker. He decides to stop in at a roadside diner/gas station, where he buys a big set of metal wind up chattering teeth for his son. As he’s leaving, he sees the hitcher he almost flattened and offers him a ride. As the ride goes south, the hitcher pulls a knife and tries to commandeer the van. Bill swerves and crashes. Brian then decides it’s time to kill Bill. I thought about making a David Carradine joke there, but that would just be in poor taste, now wouldn’t it? Anyway, who comes to Bill’s rescue? That’s right, the chattering teeth!

Story two opens in a carnival. A pickpocket stumbles into Quicksilver’s tent to hide from the cops, and is told a story based on The Body Politic by Clive Barker. Dr. Charles is a plastic surgeon. He also looks a lot like our pick pocket. Could be because they’re played by the same actor, the always awesome Matt Frewer. His hands turn against him Evil Dead style. After almost killing Charles driving home and strangling his wife, the hands decide that one of them should be free to recruit more hands for the revolution, so righty chops lefty off. An epidemic of evil hands ensues, and only Charles can put a stop to the madness.

If you read reviews online of this movie, you’ll see a lot of people downing it for not being very scary. Just from a synopsis of the stories, I think it’s obvious that none of this is supposed to be taken seriously. A guy gets killed by wind up teeth. The hands have cartoon voices and talk to each other for crying out loud. In the hospital in the second story, we have an entire hospital wing having a titanic battle with their hands. It’s hilarious! Does it work as a straight up horror flick? Not really. As an outlandish horror comedy? Absolutely! It’s also impossible to take the amazingly AWFUL CGI crawling severed hands seriously, but that’s beside the point.

One thing that is of particular note in this flick is the acting. Christopher Lloyd plays creepy so incredibly well. I don’t know about the Doc Brown Hot Topic makeover look, but this character could easily carry an anthology TV series. I wouldn’t be surprised if this movie was actually conceived as a pilot. Both of the leads in the first story, Raphael Sbarge as Bill and Silas Weir Mitchell as Brian, are great. I think Silas might have been a little too good though. He’s so creepy that it’s hard to believe that anyone in their right mind would let him into their car. Matt Frewer is great, which is to be expected. The scenes of him fighting with his hands will have you crying with laughter, but his moment of “I’m watching my hands kill my wife and I can’t stop them” is actually pretty heart wrenching. You can tell that he’s really relishing the opportunity to ham it up. Interestingly, Stephen King foregoes his usual cameo. Clive Barker doesn’t, however, and is in a pretty amusing scene with John Landis.

Sometimes I think people get so caught up in horror being intense, meaningful, and terrifying that they forget that it’s supposed to be fun too. It’s ok to be silly sometimes. Sure, you don’t want too much comic relief if your movie is supposed to be a spine tingling thrill ride, but a movie can’t be bad just because it’s goofy. Quicksilver Highway is horror comedy, but it doesn’t have jokes. It has a premise so out there and bizarre that it’s funny because it’s played fairly straight. The good source material, great acting, and competent direction make this one a fun ride. After all, isn’t that what a movie is supposed to be? It’s a bit tough to find, but it’s worth it. Two severed thumbs up. Nathan says check it out.

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