28th May 2016, 05:07 PM
|
| Cultist on the Rampage | | Join Date: May 2011 Location: Leeds, UK | |
Not much film / review action lately due to laptop malfunction. Still, I offer these meagre scrapings -
PARTS – THE CLONUS HORROR – Some all American teens haven't clocked that they're actually clones sequestered away on a sports-oriented body parts farm. Will one of them go 'Logan's Run' and bring home the truth? 'Parts' feels creakily late seventies, but actually does a good job of being rather bleak and claustrophobic for at least half its run time. This all changes when the hero guy breaks out and hits the wider world, whereupon 'Parts' just becomes another seventies sci-fi chase thriller, with some pretty preposterous characterisations and turns of event at that. It really does run out of steam, and that's disappointing given its initial promise, but 'Parts' is still definitely worth catching for that US conspiracy age downer vibe.
TEETH – High schooler has problem – not only is she an ideological virgin, but she suffers from the first confirmed case of Vagina Dentata in living memory. We follow her as she blossoms into an uneasy adulthood, punishing various sleazeballs along the way with gnashers that spit out dicks. I hadn't seen 'Teeth' in ages – it still stands up as a great idea, and is executed well, although the tone is more in tune with adolescence-focussed indie satire of a certain era (around the time of Ghostworld and Virgin Suicides et al) than it is with the body horror of Cronenberg et al. Despite this, it is surprisingly graphic in places, and doesn't skimp on cock chewing and its immediate aftermath. Maybe a little bit too arch for my liking, but plaudits for not just being another B-horror trading on an interesting theme. Dug that gyny surgeon, rummaging on the floor for his severed fingers - “It's true! Vagina Dentata! Vagina Dentata!”
THE TENANT – Anyone cast adrift and alone in the big city might identify with the protagonist of Roland Topor's novel, a study in alienation and absurdity wonderfully realised on celluloid by Roland Polanski here. Polanski himself plays Trelkovsky, a diffident young man who takes on an apartment which belonged to a woman who killed herself. He becomes convinced that those around him, especially the creepy residents of his tenement building, are trying to erode his identity and replace it with that of the previous tenant. His life becomes the kind of paranoid self fulfilling prophecy we're all too familiar with on the outer fringes of Leeds city centre. 'The Tenant' really captures the dumb belligerence / narcissism of urban life, and you can see here a heightened, skewed version of what goes on in every suburb and on every high street – a cold, malevolent public encroaching on you, the noble, sensitive victim. It's all an illusion, but it's the way everybody thinks, the moment they get pissed off with a shop assistant or a slightly surly bus driver. Chill guys, watch 'The Tenant' or take a load of e or something, it'll all work out in the end – look at what happened to Jesus.
RED LIGHTS – Excellent French thriller which sees a disenchanted middle aged married dude go on a voyage over to the darkside when he's separated from his wife on a cross-country drive. He drinks a bit too much booze and ends up tangling with a mysterious criminal, and, needless to say, it doesn't go well. I really liked 'Red Lights', a film which, despite some neo-noirish shadings, must lie a thousand miles away from the fifties American novel it's based on. A cool atmosphere of detached foreboding dominates 'Red lights', and makes long sequences of little apparent incident seem captivating. An ostensibly 'happy' ending doesn't do much to dispel the shadowy doubts that surround the main character, and what he might or might not have done.
TULPA – A latter day Giallo homage which is pretty successful in that it manages to combine stylishness, sexiness, weirdness and violence together with a heavy dose of tedium. Yep, boredom, the mainstay of the seventies Giallo (sorry, I'm not a massive fan of those movies by and large), is quite in evidence here, although it doesn't entirely ruin things as a few choice scenes such as a really dumb looking carousel murder weigh against the trudge factor and make sticking around for the silly and underwhelming finale kind of worth it. The plot is something I can't quite be bothered to explain, but it's basically about a kinky high powered business executive and her subterranean exploits in a sex club, which all ties in with a trenchcoat-wearing killer and aspects of Tibetan Buddhism. Which sounds like the makings of something really great now I think about it, but I guess the magic just wasn't there this time. However, have earmarked it for a rewatch when in a more forgiving mood.
|