Tuesday, February 27, 2007



Martin Scorsese’s crowning as MJ’s Man of the Month coincides with his Oscar win for The Departed, making it his first golden statuette despite five (Raging Bull, The Last Temptation of Christ, Goodfellas, Gangs of New York and The Aviator) unsuccessful Best Directing nominations. Master of the gangster genre after creating films such as Mean Streets (1973), Casino (1995), Gangs of New York (2002) and his best film Goodfellas (1990), Scorsese has also dabbled in a number of other genres – from comedy (After Hours) to epic period pieces (The Aviator).




Born in Queens on November 17 1942, Scorsese deliberated entering the priesthood before studying film at New York University, where he graduated with a film major in 1964. Scorsese worked with B-grade director Roger Corman, for whom he directed his first film, an exploitation film Boxcar Bertha (1972). He then directed Mean Streets, a gangster film starring Scorsese regulars Robert DeNiro and Harvey Keitel. Mean Streets showed Scorsese honing his style and the seventies soundtrack, voiceovers and sudden bursts of extreme violence would become some of the director’s trademarks for many of his following films. Scorsese’s big break came with Taxi Driver (1976), where DeNiro plays a malcontent cabbie who vows to clean up the streets of New York from the pimps, hookers and drug dealers. Scorsese’s next major film was Raging Bull (1980), the story of a wife-beating boxer Jake LaMotta. DeNiro’s performance as LaMotta gave him an Academy Award and Scorsese garnered his first directing nomination. After a number of lesser films, Scorsese incited extreme controversy with The Last Temptation of Christ (1988), which showed Christ as a sinner and Judas being blackmailed by Jesus; one particular scene that sent the Catholic Church into frenzy was that of Jesus having pre-marital sex with Mary Magdalene. In 1990, Scorsese directed the Mafia film Goodfellas, which was nominated for best picture and director, among others. Joe Pesci won the best supporting actor Oscar for his portrayal as the trigger-happy psycho Tommy. After directing a remake of Cape Fear in 1991 and The Age of Innocence in 1993, Scorsese returned to the Mob genre with Casino, the story of Mafia involvement with the Las Vegas gambling scene. In 2004, he directed Cate Blanchett to an Oscar with his Howard Hughes biopic The Aviator.



A filmmaker of the highest caliber, Martin Scorsese has created more hits than any of his peers. He is a respected part of the filmmaking community and his Oscar is a testament to his sublime skillfulness.

Friday, February 23, 2007






Opera (1987)
Starring Cristina Marsillach, Ian Charleston
107 mins; Not Rated; DVD

This review refers to the R1 Anchor Bay edition of Opera

The above-mentioned post-Phenomena hiatus for Argento is marred by one very notable exception - a very grisly take on the Macbeth opera curse. Marsillach stars as Betty, a young operatta who scores a role in the dreaded Macbeth play after her predecessor was hit by a car. Of course, there can be no Argento film without a deranged psychopath; this time, it is one of Betty's demented fans who ties her up, tapes needles under her eyes so they can't be closed, and makes her watch as the killer slaughters those around her. Some pretty inexplicable plot twists occur (like Betty not reporting her capture to police!) before finally the killer is apprehended in a show-stopping finale.

Opera is among my favourite Argento films (after the spectacular Deep Red) and showcases some of the director's nastiest violence. Again, this is a case of long-on-style, short-on-brain and, if you want to get the most out of Opera, watch it leaving logic at the door and with zero expectations for the actors. Generally, the acting is pretty awful but this is made up by the outstanding style - unachievable-looking camera angles, slo-mo bullets to the head and a devestating close-up of a knife going through the base of a man's throat. Italian horror cinema has always had an obsession with eye trauma (The Beyond, Zombie et al) but Argento takes it to a new extreme - crows peck them out, they are shot, stabbed, maimed and poked, all in gory detail. The ending divided Argento's fans and is admittedly pretty ridiculous, but, with Argento at the helm, the weirdness is hardly unsurprising. This is no Deep Red, but the visual beauty and operatic gore makes it among Argento's best work. 8/10



Last House on the Left (1974)
Directed by Wes Craven
Starring David Hess, Sandra Cassell, Lucy Grantham
84 mins; R18+; DVD



Goth/punk muso Lydia Lunch refers to it as the best American film ever made while prominent US critics call it one of the most perverse, disgusting and morally abhorrent films ever made. While neither extreme is close to the truth, Last House on the Left is one of the few films that divide audiences so sharply. And you can see why.

Two teenage girls Mari and Phyllis – one a hippy, the other a repressed youth born to a religious, upper-middle-class family – go out on the town and stumble upon a marijuana den. They get high in the company of four deranged convicts led by the completely unhinged Krug (Hess). The girls are kidnapped and taken into scrubland, where they are humiliated, tortured, raped and finally murdered. After their car breaks down, the four come across a small house - Mari’s. Her parents take their daughter’s killers in and, when they find out their heinous crimes, they plot violent retribution.

Last House’s director Wes Craven is something of an auteur in the horror genre. Craven has no fewer than four masterpieces to his name (Last House, The Hills Have Eyes, A Nightmare on Elm Street and Scream). This is rare in horror directors; maestros such as Carpenter, Hooper and Romero have created one or two genre-defining films apiece, but their filmographies are marred by embarrassing failures. All four occupants of the upper echelons of Craven’s work have moulded the horror genre into what it is today. Last House created a sub-genre in itself – the rape-and-revenge film. Although it has never been emulated as well as Craven’s 1974 original, the rape-and-revenge film was very prolific in the seventies and eighties, particularly within the Italian exploitation circuit; the country’s prodigious output of R&R shockers includes Night Train Murders and Ruggero Deodato’s House on the Edge of the Park, which shared all of the brutality of Last House but little of its intelligence (and had Hess do Krug redux). Last House is not an especially explicit film, especially when watched alongside its Italian prodigies, however it is its cinema verite feel that makes it so shocking – handheld camera work, sympathetic characters and some cunningly executed scenes of gore make it a harrowing piece of horror cinema. The comic relief scenes are corny, though not as gratuitous as critics would have you believe; and David Hess’ makes the tension bearable. Hess makes a great villain and Krug is truly a mongrel – it’s a shame that the actor’s horror performances have been restricted to this and Italian rip-offs, because he could have really expanded his repertoire in the genre. Australia’s cult and horror best-friends Umbrella have released a great DVD of Last House, with a number of excellent special features but, more relevantly, the uncut version that has been banned in Australia for twenty five years (the UK version is still truncated of over one minute). Highly recommended, and should be considered a genre classic alongside Night of the Living Dead and The Texas Chain Saw Massacre. 9/10




Friday the 13th (1980)
Directed by Sean S Cunningham
Starring Betsy Palmer, Adrienne King, Kevin Bacon
92 mins; MA15+; DVD/VHS


Whatever process of cinematic evolution elevated Friday the 13th to run-of-the-mill exploitation flick to a definitive, classic horror film is inexplicable however the industry impact of the film cannot be ignored; to date, it has spawned ten sequels and Jason Voorhees, a horror icon that has gained notoriety alongside Freddy Krueger and Leatherface.

Directed by Sean S Cunningham (the producer of Craven’s Last Hosue on the Left), the film opens on a summer camp on the idyllic Crystal Lake, where we see two counsellors becoming somewhat amorous. They are about to get to it when we approach them from the point-of-view of the killer (whom they both know), who dispatches them in bloody style. Fast-forward a decade or two, and a new set of young, virile counsellors are set for a weekend at Camp Crystal Lake to prepare for the children who are set to arrive. And then the killing begins.

Friday the 13th is one of the definitive slasher films and, along with Halloween (1978), helped give birth to the phenomenally successful genre. It’s clear that the latter is a better film, but which had a more profound impact on the horror industry is arguable – certainly Halloween laid the groundwork, but Friday the 13th went full-tilt boogie and its theme of sex-charged teens being brutally murdered had the punters coming back for more. Jason Voorhees is also a more known cinematic bad guy than Halloween’s Michael Myers – few couldn’t identify the machete-wielding, hockey mask wearing freak as the bad guy of the Friday films and one of the icons of the horror genre. Generally poorly acted (as most horror films of this era are), the true proof of Friday the 13th’s quality is in the eating – for a franchise to continue over a time-span of twenty four years (with an eleventh sequel in the works), at least some credence must be given to the original. Personally, Friday the 13th is a very guilty pleasure and among my favourite horror movies. With its frequent show of female nudity (a very, very gratuitous strip poker scene), voyeuristic and gruesome killing scenes (teens becoming machete-fodder) and some genuine scares, Friday the 13th has all the ingredients that make the horror genre great. 9/10

Beyond the Darkness (1979)
Directed by Joe D’Amato
Starring Kieran Kanter, Cinzia Monreale, Franca Stoppi
91 mins; 16+ [Dutch rating]; DVD

Note: The review refers to the R2 Dutch version of Beyond the Darkness, which is one of the few uncut releases of the film

Joe D’Amato. Italian exploitation merchant. Pornographer. Creator of such classics as Porno Holocaust. You’d call me a liar if I told you the legendary D’Amato (who supposedly made movies only to make money) was a talented horror director with his films Anthropophagus and Beyond the Darkness, two additions to the Italian exploitation cycle that are among the sub-genre’s better entries. Sure, the primary contributor to the Emmanuelle series is not the most likely horror auteur, but his masterpiece Beyond the Darkness will put the sceptics in their place.

When Frank (who also happens to be a deranged taxidermist) lives in a massive house nestled in bushland with his equally unhinged housekeeper Iris (Stoppi) and sick fiancé. When his girlfriend dies, Mark promptly digs her up, disembowels and stuffs her and leaves her in his bed, with the help of Iris. The duo (who share a D’Amato-esque dysfunctional relationship) lure women to the mansion for an acid bath and the primary ingredient in Iris’s stews. No one is suspicious except Frank's late fiancé’s father.

This sleazy Italo-exploitation entry is classic D’Amato – there are themes of cannibalism, necrophilia and all-round deviance (although the sex themes are surprisingly mild). The violence can get pretty nasty, though Beyond the Darkness is not quite as retch-inducing as some would make you think – there are some very realistic scenes, though, and the aforementioned disembowelment was long considered to be performed on a real cadaver (you’d have hard time thinking otherwise). D’Amato’s stuff is almost entirely unreleased in Australia (which may have something to do with X18+ being unable to have any violence whatsoever), despite the US, UK and Netherlands actually having a series of DVD known as The Joe D’Amato Collection. Beyond the Darkness has also been targeted, though today it would easily make an MA15+ rating. The best bet for a DVD of Beyond the Darkness is the English-sound tracked Dutch version, distributed by Japan Shock. The release is scant on special features (there is a slide show, filmography and liner notes), however the video and sound transfer is top-notch. By most accounts, the US Shriek Show version should be avoided. Reports of a cut Australian VHS copy exist. How much you want to seek this one out depends entirely on how much you can appreciate Italian exploitation – from the gore to the sleaze, to the inept acting and subpar direction. I was surprised by its quality as a film in the fields of acting (especially Stoppi, who plays an utter psychopath), music (by Argento’s house band Goblin) and direction, so it comes with a wholehearted recommendation from me. 7/10

Sunday, February 18, 2007










House of 1000 Corpses (2003)/The Devil’s Rejects (2005)
Directed by Rob Zombie
Starring Sid Haig, Bill Moseley, Sheri Moon
88/106 mins; MA15+; DVD

Heavy metal rocker, easy listening connoisseur, seventies horror lover and all-round good guy, Rob Zombie began something of a horror renaissance in 2003 with his wild debut film House of 1000 Corpses. The film is set in the late seventies as two young couples travelling the back roads of America at night (sounds familiar?) stumble upon Captain Spaulding’s House of Horrors. Spaulding (played hilariously by Sid Haig) is, among other things, a deranged clown who runs a backwoods service station and murder museum. The couples are taken through it and discover the local legend of Dr Satan. They quiz Spaulding about it and finally the clown gives them directions to Dr Satan’s murder sites. On their way there, they pick up a beautiful young hitchhiker named Baby Firefly (Moon, now Mrs. Zombie), who says her house is only down the road. On their way there, they blow a tyre and are forced to stay at Baby’s house with her mother and brother Otis (Moseley) until their car is repaired. They soon discover the Firefly family are dysfunctional psychopaths and they are subjected to a long night of murder, cannibalism, Satanism and mayhem.

House of 1000 Corpses’ sequel The Devil’s Rejects is another nasty little slice of horror cinema that recalls the blood-soaked era of Italo-exploitation. The film begins with a bang as Sheriff John Wydell (Willian Forsythe) raids the Firefly house, hell bent on avenging the murder of his cop-brother in House of 1000 Corpses. Mother Firefly is captured but Baby and Otis escape and hold a young family hostage in a back roads motel until they rendezvous with Captain Spaulding, their partner in crime.

I will always love and respect what Rob Zombie has done to the horror genre with these two innovative and truly visionary films. Their semblance to seventies horror classics is in superficial plot only – the truly deranged manner in how the two films are executed makes them totally unique. There are no holds barred in either films and the violence is at times, pretty sickening – there are a number of set pieces that will make you cringe. The most disturbing thing, though, is the sheer apathy of the Firefly clan. Not even the cute blonde Baby cares whether a young woman is sexually abused by her fiendish brother or shooting a civilian in the face. In both films, Sid Haig is the highlight as Captain Spaulding and adds some much needed comic relief. The Devil’s Rejects is a superior film to House because, while it is less scary, it is clear Zombie has honed his craft by way of violence, storyline and dialogue, which is sharp and very funny (the use of f bombs earned it the accolade of most profane film in history). A loving homage to seventies horror films, Zombie’s double feature is one of the best things that has happened to horror cinema in a very long time.


House of 1000 Corpses – 8/10
The Devil’s Rejects – 9/10






Phenomena (1985)
Starring Jennifer Connelly & Donald Pleasance
111 mins; R18+; DVD/VHS


Phenomena began a remarkable change for Dario Argento for the definite worse – the creator of intelligent gialli and artsy exploitation films had descended into the realms of mediocrity and would only experience something of a revival in the 2000s. Phenomena sportsArgento’s most star-studded cast and has Jennifer Connelly (fresh off Sergio Leone’s gangster opus Once Upon a Time in America) in the lead role. Connelly plays Jennifer, the daughter of a famous film producer sent to a strict all-girl boarding school nestled in the alps of Switzerland. There, Jennifer meets a wheelchair-bound etymologist (Pleasance) and discovers she can communicate with insects. And, as with every Argento film, there’s a demented serial killer stalking the young women and it is Jennifer’s gift that enables her to live through the blood-drenched nights.

The main gripe I have with Phenomena is that it is just so stupid – Argento’s script is cheesier than a Camembert factory and there are some truly moronic set pieces – the world as viewed by a fly and a razor-wielding chimpanzee, to name a few. The soundtrack, helmed by Bill Wyman, Motorhead, Iron Maiden and Goblin is the best thing about the film and manages to set up a great atmosphere. The acting is a mixed bag – Connelly and Pleasance are typically good, but the supporting cast (including Daria Nicoladi) are laughable. And what’s with the insects? Endlessly weird, but manages to stay on the right side of dumb. 6/10

Note: Beware the alternate version of Phenomena titled Creepers, which has both censorship and continuity cuts amounting to almost half-an-hour.

Once Upon A Time In America (1983)
Directed by Sergio Leone
Starring Robert DeNiro & James Woods
220 mins; M; DVD/VHS

Arguably better than the spaghetti Westerns he is most famous for, Sergio Leone signed off with a flourish with the episodic Once Upon A Time In America. Sadly, Leone died during post-production and it remains his most serious and relevant picture.

Once Upon A Time in America tracks the life of two partners-in-crime – Noodles (DeNiro) and Max (Woods), two Jewish gangsters growing up in Prohibition era New York. The narrative is seen through the eyes of Noodles in the late 60s as he lounges about reminiscently in an opium den. Noodles and Max’s beginnings in crime are petty and amusing, ranging from blackmail (taking a photo of the local cop having sex with a minor) to roughing up the local Italian hoods. As time goes by, we see their exploits getting increasingly serious to the point where they become disgusted with themselves.

The film is nearly four hours long but there is not a moment where Leone seems to be straining – we are enraptured by a director who is truly a master of his craft and we are compelled all the way. The acting is magnificent and is bolstered by a great supporting cast, including Joe Pesci, Tuesday Weld, Elizabeth McGovern, Treat Williams and Jennifer Connelly. Ennio Morricone’s melancholic pan-flute score is amazing and aids the film’s ultimately downbeat mood. Once Upon A Time in America is an overlooked gangster classic and remains one of the most beautiful films ever made. 10/10

The Beyond (1980)
Directed by Lucio Fulci
Starring Katherine MacColl & Cinzia Monreale
89 mins; R18+; DVD/VHS


One of the most intelligent films of the Italian zombie cycle, The Beyond, directed by maestro Lucio Fulci, remains an Italian exploitation favourite. The film begins in 1927, when a Satanist is crucified and melted with acid in the basement of a Louisiana hotel. Fast-forward fifty years and Lisa (MacColl) inherits the hotel but is oblivious to the increasingly weird goings-on of the place. When a professor is called in to inspect the hotel, he discovers it is one of the seven gates of Hell and, with a mysterious book called Eibon, the dead rise from the Earth.

The profound industry impact of The Beyond cannot be ignored – its clear where Sam Raimi got his ‘book of the dead’ idea for The Evil Dead in 1982 and Fulci’s surrealistic and uber-gory visions have been reused time and time again, but never quite emulating those in The Beyond quite so successfully. There is no doubt that The Beyond is by far Fulci’s most technically advanced film and it also contains the best performances of any of his actors. The violence and gore is also very well executed. However, The Beyond lacks the gleefulness of Fulci’s other films; sure, it’s well done, but it doesn’t have all the throat-ripping fun of Zombie or New York Ripper’s killer that sounds like a duck. Like Romero’s zombie quadrilogy, The Beyond takes its subject matter too seriously. However, it does make for a good night in, if for the gore than nothing else. After all, where else but a Fulci film can you see a mob of man-eating tarantulas or a young zombiefied girl get a shotgun blast to the head? 7/10

Friday, February 16, 2007










The Departed (2006)
Directed by Martin Scorsese
Starring Leonardo DiCaprio, Matt Damon, Jack Nicholson, Mark Wahlberg
149 mins; MA15+; Cinema (DVD released 14th March 2007)

The best film of 2006 and one of the best to grace cinemas this decade, The Departed marks a remarkable return to form for Scorsese, who was on a bit of creative lull since the spectacular Goodfellas in 1990.

William Monahan’s script fully Americanizes Infernal Affairs, the Hong Kong film it remakes. This time, the setting is the seedy underbelly of Boston with Nicholson playsing Frank Costello, an Irish Mafia boss. Costello's poignant narration in the opening scenes to the Rolling Stones’ Gimme Shelter firmly entrenches this in Scorsese’s mob territory and the graphic violence nad outrageous profanity makes this firmly a genre movie. Costello oversees two recruits in his mob – Colin Sullivan (Damon), a young up-and-coming gangster; and Billy Costigan (DiCaprio), a cop working deep undercover. After a botched operation, it appears to Costello that he has a rat in his ranks and sends Sullivan into police training to uncover the identity of the traitor.

When it comes to the nitty-gritty of criminal life, Scorsese is second to none. With classics like Mean Streets, Goodfellas and Casino under his belt, he seems like the best man for the job and Scorsese delivers the goods on a platter. The acting is also amazing – Nicholson is wonderfully unhinged as Costello and his eccentricities make for some moments of caustic humour. The Departed sports an all-star supporting cast – Scorsese regular DiCaprio sheds the ladies-man image he created in Titanic and Romeo + Juliet and Mark Wahlberg, Alec Baldwin and Martin Sheen very ably fill out the remaining scenery. But it is Monahan’s script that is really great and leaves the original in a cocked hat. It is also worth noting that The Departed simply raked it in during awards season - IMDb lists its current tally at 33 wins and 33 nominations, with Scorsese the favourite to take out a long-overdue Best Directing Oscar. Superb and holds its own against other classics of the genre. 10/10

The Departed Academy Award Nominations (Results on 28th February):

Best Picture (Graham King)
Best Director (Martin Scorsese)
Best Supporting Actor (Mark Wahlberg)
Best Adapted Screenplay (William Monahan)
Best Editing (Thelma Schoonmaker)

Updates coming soon.



Cannibal Holocaust (1980)
Directed by Ruggero Deodato
Starring Robert Kerman & Gabriel York
96 mins; R18+; DVD


Ruggero Deodato is, behind Argento and Fulci, one of my favourite Italian horror directors although he is not known for his subtlety; the man behind such classics as Last Cannibal World, Cut and Run and the cheap Last House on the Left rip off House on the Edge of the Park showcases his best work with the evocatively titled Cannibal Holocaust.

Firstly, there are a number of things one must need to know before they slip in a DVD with a name like Cannibal Holocaust. First, don’t expect a film without violence; this is one of the most sickening movies ever committed to celluloid. However, when viewed against films like Saw and its sequels, we have to wonder where all the controversy came from and why, on its initial release, Deodato was arrested for murdering his actors. This is attributable through the pervasive violence against animals, for which the film was banned internationally en masse. Turtles, muskrats, snakes and spiders are killed for the purpose of entertainment (or creating a social comment depending on how you look at it) and that is not right. However Cannibal Holocaust remains a very important horror film that set a benchmark for inferior copycats.

Cannibal Holocaust is a film of two acts – the first sees New York University anthropologist Dr Harold Monroe go to the Amazon basin with a search party to discover the fate of a group of documentarians Faye, Jack, Mark and the ringleader Alan Yates. When arriving at the aptly named Green Inferno, Monroe stumbles upon a tribal war between two groups of cannibals – the Yacumo and the Yamamomo. Monroe and his team win the Yamamomo’s trust and are given the remaining reels of Yates’ group’s documentary. The second act begins when Monroe returns to New York with the footage and it is viewed. The footage is horrific; Yates’ team are clearly psychos as they exploit the cannibal tribes by raping, pillaging and slaughtering for entertainment. Finally, the cannibals get their grisly revenge…

How can you give a star rating to something like Cannibal Holocaust? Only the deeply disturbed would watch this for giggles because its not a film for entertainment– Cannibal Holocaust is, despite what images the title may evoke, a potent social commentary on how we view violence in the media and our enjoyment of it. Holocaust became one of Italy's highest-grossing films of the 80s, earning an estimated $20 million. One of the best things about the film is perennial exploitation muso Riz Ortolani’s melancholic score – the CD has now become very rare and the music is virtually unattainable. Though the question remains: why does Cannibal Holocaust have such a bad reputation? Surely the fact that cretinous death metal bands have done outlandish homages to it is likely, as is the fact that it contains real portrayal of animal death (though the animals didn’t suffer; it only appeared so because of the voyeuristic post-mortem examination of them). But it's Cannibal Holocaust’s title that leads it to its demise – those in search for an intelligent film will judge it negatively and gorehounds will be disappointed as the bulk of the film’s violence only happens in the closing fifteen minutes. It's also worth noting that films such as The Blair Witch Project tried to emulate Holocaust's success by creating a mockumentary horror film. and disturbing; it ain’t pretty, but it certainly does the job. 8/10


Gangster No. 1 (2001)
Directed by Paul McGuigan
Starring Malcolm McDowell, Paul Bettany, David Thewlis
96 mins; MA15+; DVD


The vicious snarl of the ‘c’ word is one that is rarely heard in contemporary cinema – its use in Scorsese’s The Departed and Saw III had cinemagoers drop their jaws further than during the scenes of explicit bloody violence in each film. So the fact that Gangster No 1 uses the dreaded cussword in excess of one hundred times should probably make even the most profane moviegoer blush. Welcome to the world of the British gangster.

McGuigan’s audacious debut introduces an unnamed Gangster (McDowell) as the Mob boss of London in the closing years of the twenty first century. The film itself is Gangster’s reminiscence of his rise of the criminal ladder. As a young man (young Gangster played by Bettany), he is the protégé of the notorious Freddie Mays, a violent killer who runs a very tight ship. When Freddie’s rival Lennie Taylor hatches a plan to oust the legendary Butcher of Mayfair, Gangster can’t help but be in on the plan – why emulate your hero when you can literally become him? It is this double-crossing Gangster performs that shoots him straight to the top and thus begins his meteoric downfall.

Gangster No 1 is one of the best British crime films ever made – the acting and direction is excellent and McGuigan doesn’t ever seem to strain. The performances are superb, with McDowell in his best role since 1972’s A Clockwork Orange. Unlike many gangster films, the glitz, girls and glamour of a gangster is far outweighed by the horribleness of the profession – Gangster is a psychotic prick of the highest order and will not hesitate to kill if it will further his career prospects. Blackly comic and very gritty, Gangster No 1 is an instant classic. 10/10

Peeping Tom (1960)
Directed by Michael Powell
Starring Carl Boehm & Moira Shearer
97 mins, M; DVD


One of Britain’s best horror efforts, Peeping Tom was greeted with an amazing amount of critical venom on its initial release, destroying the blossoming career of Michael Powell and lending controversy and notoriety to the film itself. Peeping Tom developed a cult following on DVD nearly forty years after its release and is undoubtedly Powell’s best work.

The titular character is Mark Lewis, a shy young man who works as a cameraman in a film studio. He is also a porn photographer for a local newsagent, who sells nudie pictures under the guise of ‘educational books’. However, by night, Lewis is a deranged murderer who kills his unsuspecting female victims with an implement attached to his beloved video camera. His reason – to search for a look of pure fear, stemming from cruel experiments conducted on him by his psychologist father.

Arguably better than Psycho (also 1960), it’s easy to see why this was so controversial when it was initially released. Watched today, this 1959 production does seem tame but there are still some scenes here that reflect that Peeping Tom was years ahead of its time – the nervous man asking for pornography at a newsagents and Lewis getting off while killing his female victims contain some pretty heavy going themes even today. And, while the camera shies away from actual violence, this film will stick with you as being one of the most tense and mind-numbing psychological thrillers around. Leo Marks’ script is also excellent because, unlike many other films of this genre, a sympathetic side of the villain is shown and no film has managed to emulate this aspect as well as Peeping Tom (though it was overall-successfully attempted with the Hannibal Lecter films). Like Polanski’s Repulsion and Scorsese’s Taxi Driver after it, Peeping Tom throws us into the mind of a sociopath and there is no easy way out. 10/10

Monday, February 12, 2007



THE GHASTLY ONES/SEEDS OF SIN (1968)


Directed by Andy Milligan
The Ghastly Ones stars Veronica Radburn & Maggie Rogers
Seeds of Sin stars Maggie Rogers & Candy Hammond
71/77 mins; MA15+/R18+; DVD (Seeds of Sin in black and white)


Queen of exploitation cinema Andy Milligan, who died of AIDS in 1996, produced a number of gloriously incompetent films in the latter part of the sixties, two of which have been cleaned up and presented on a double feature DVD courtesy of the heroes at Something Weird Video.

The Ghastly Ones is by far the best of the bunch and begins with an illogical murder scene that disturbs the film’s continuity; it was allegedly added by producers post-production in order to ‘spice’ the proceedings up. After this sequence, a woman and her husband must visit her dead father’s mansion with her siblings in order to collect her dad’s inheritance. However, in the world of exploitation, not even reading a will is a simple matter as the family is slaughtered one by bloody one. Originally declared the ‘Stomach shocker of your life’, the violence in The Ghastly Ones is typically sixties (blood the colour of raspberry cordial) however there are one or two good gore effects in amongst the ineptness. The no-budget atmosphere is also reminiscent simply by looking at the credits – Milligan directs, scripts and lenses the film. A ‘warning’ plastered on the film’s case (‘this program contains nudity, sexual situations, violence and a blackmailing-suicidally-homicidal pyromaniac sissy boy) just shows how seriously The Ghastly Ones takes itself and in turn what frame of mind we should view it in. There is lots of fun to be had, but copious consumption of alcohol would likely enhance the experience.

Milligan’s even-lower budget Seeds of Sin has been, very unfortunately, hacked up – not by the censors but by producers Allen and Rosily Bazzini who, in their attempt to market it as a sexploitation film, inserted softcore footage which totally ruins the pace of what could have been a great film. Murder and mayhem reigns when a crazed woman organizes a family reunion and begins to pick off her relatives one by one. The group are a bunch of moral degenerates and their wheelchair-bound mother (you’re all a bunch of bad seeds!) seems to be the only one that can see through them. The film stars Candy Hammond, Milligan’s real-life wife despite the director being openly gay. Seeds of Sin could have been a very good film had the softcore scenes (which, when looked at today, are no raunchier than those of American Pie or 40 Year Old Virgin) not been inserted – the characters in these sex scenes don’t even look like those of Milligan’s film. Ironically, the film would have been more-than sleazy enough without the added gratuitousness. Very poor, but not necessarily by fault of Milligan.

The disc itself is the highlight, here, with a number of great special features. The Ghastly Ones has a feature-length commentary by star Hal Borske and director Frank (Basket Case) Henenlotter, there is a plethora of Milligan theatrical trailers, galleries of Milligan exploitation art and, most notably, the director’s original work print for Seeds of Sin. This 40 minute work print is missing of two reels removed from by the producers replaced by the sex scenes. There are a number of deleted scenes, a different beginning and alternate death takes in this feature. The disc is another example of how Something Weird really takes care and respects their films, even if they are trash. This DVD is worth picking up simply for The Ghastly Ones and the superb special features (and, with a $20 price tag, is reasonably cheap); it’s a shame Seeds of Sin is such a let down.

The Ghastly Ones – 7/10
Seeds of Sin – 3/10



Dead Man (1995)
Directed by Jim Jarmusch
Starring Johnny Depp, Gary Farmer, Lance Henrikson
121 mins; R18+; DVD


One of the best independent filmmakers of our time, Jim Jarmusch’s Dead Man is a warped labour of love that remains a thought-provoking and brilliant vision of 1800s America. A timid clerk named William Blake (played impeccably by Depp) is ordered to travel to the remote frontier town of Machine in order to do the books for a mining company. There, he discovers that his position has already been filled and is moved along by the shotgun-wielding company boss (Robert Mitchum’s final role, an utter scene-stealer). He stays in the town overnight and ameliorates his sorrows with alcohol and a prostitute, only to be mortally wounded by the whore’s dejected ex-boyfriend, whom he shoots in return. The father of Blake’s victim sends out a search party to find the wounded accountant in the form of a group of psychotics, one of whom is a cannibal (Henrikson). Thus begins a harrowing journey along the countryside with an American Indian named Nobody, who is convinced Blake is the American poet of the same name and vows to protect him.

Dead Man has all the characteristics of a European arthouse film and it is not intended as popcorn cinema - the film itself is quite violent and its easy to see why this caused so much of a fuss with the Australian censors, who banned it on initial release. Everything about it is very nuanced and finely tuned – Depp and Farmer’s acting turns as leads are brilliant, and the all-star supporting cast (Henrickson, Iggy Pop, Crispin Glover, Gabriel Byrne, Alfred Molina, John Hurt and Mitchum) are also excellent. The main highlights, though, is the haunting black and white cinematography and Neil Young’s haunting guitar score. There are also moments of irreverent humor that do nothing to detract from the film’s rather depressing mood. A must see. 10/10

Saturday, February 10, 2007








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Rosemary’s Baby (1968)
Directed by Roman Polanski
Starring Mia Farrow & John Cassavetes
131 mins; M; DVD


Roman Polanski has had a chequered career in the US – several years after his wife Sharon Tate was brutally murdered by crazed Satanists, he was forced into exile after plying a fourteen year old girl with alcohol and raping her. The fact that this is where the attention on him has been is a pity because the man is a very good director, though falling short of greatness with all his films, Rosemary’s Baby being no exception. The film, which made a star out of Mia Farrow, was also one of the first films that looked at Satanism from a purely psychological viewpoint – fifties Hammer films and Italian exploitation had done it before, but not with such intelligence. Based on Ira Levin’s novel of the same name, the film begins with young married couple Rosemary (Farrow) and Guy (Cassavetes) Woodhouse moving into a small New York townhouse. The place has quite a colourful background but the stories of murder and mayhem do little to discourage the pair. When they arrive, their neighbours the Castavets (played by Sidney Blackmer and Ruth Gordon, who won an Oscar for her portrayal of this sinister eccentric) welcome them with open arms and there is an eerie sinisterness about how they accept the Woodhouse’s into their lives. When Rosemary falls pregnant, Guy, a struggling actor, is too busy to notice her increasing neuroses about her unborn child and neighbours, which morphs into a paranoia after her old friend sees her and gives her a book about witchcraft, earmarking pages that suggest the Castavets groomed Rosemary to bear the child of Satan.

After forty years, the initial impact of Rosemary’s Baby has evidently been lost. However there is so much to praise the film for – the performances are quite exemplary, the direction is stylish and the film does maintain an eerie atmosphere. William Castle, (House on Haunted Hill) is on board as producer after being denied a shot at directing it – it seemed his brazen techniques weren’t seen as beneficial for a film that required subtlety to get its point across, and Polanski pulls it off with evident skill. It’s also interesting to analyse the ending from two different perspectives and perhaps this is where Polanski fails – he shows us too much when we see the Satanist meeting in the Castavet’s apartment. The film had, from that point, been ambiguous in its meaning and the satanic themes were only ever hinted to – it could have been simply paranoid events unfolding in Rosemary’s head. Despite its faults Rosemary’s Baby is an excellent horror film that, forty years on, remains essential viewing. 8/10


The Shining (1980)
Directed by Stanley Kubrick
Starring Jack Nicholson, Shelley Duvall, Scatman Crothers, Danny Lloyd
115 mins; MA15+; DVD/VHS


Easily the best horror film of all time, The Shining is a flawless adaptation of Stephen King’s bestselling novel and launched Jack Nicholson into superstardom. Writer Jack Torrance (Nicholson) takes up a job as an off season caretaker for the remote Overlook Hotel and heads to the Colorado mountains with his wife Wendy (an exceptionally ugly Duvall) and young son Danny (Lloyd). Torrance’s employers recount him a history of the hotel and some of its sinister secrets however this doesn’t seem to deter Torrance and he assures that his wife (‘a self-confessed horror buff’) would make light of the stories also. Danny, who has the ability to ‘shine’ (or, for those laymen out there, psychic) has visions of the brutal murders that occurred in the hotel before. As the days, then weeks, go on, Jack begins a gradual descent into madness. He becomes abusive towards Wendy and Danny, before exploding into an outrageous fit of violence.

The Shining holds as one of the most visionary, stylish and harrowing horror films ever made, far surpassing these similar qualities found in its predecessors – Rosemary’s Baby, Night of the Living Dead and The Exorcist to name a few. Kubrick charts Jack’s descent into the realms of psychosis so well that the film manages to shock over twenty-five years on and Nicholson’s performance is the best of his career. It’s a shame, then, to note that King himself (who had no involvement in the writing or production of the film) disliked it so immensely that he participated in a 1997 remake helmed by Mick Garris which, needless to say, is far inferior to Kubrick’s outstanding work. 10/10












THE HANNIBAL LECTER FILMS




One of the most enduring antiheroes of horror cinema, Hannibal Lecter has made it to the screens again, albeit a far sight younger, in Hannibal Rising. In honour of this new film, we will review all of the movies that have the good Doctor as their star. They will be written in order of their respective production dates, rather than chronologically.


Manhunter (1986)
Directed by Michael Mann
Starring William L Peterson, Brian Cox, Dennis Farina
119 mins; M; DVD


An overlooked Lecter film and for good reason, Michael Mann’s Manhunter is a convoluted exercise in style-over-substance that could (but, thankfully, didn’t) have led to the single-handed slaughter of Hannibal in cinema. We are introduced to the brilliant psychiatrist Dr Hannibal Lecter (Brian Cox) who, needless to say, has a penchant for consuming human flesh. Based on Thomas Harris’ novel Red Dragon, a killer known as the Tooth Fairy stalks families and FBI agent Will Graham must enlist the help of Hannibal from his prison cell in order to catch the murderer. However, Hannibal doesn’t give up information quite so easily and, from his maximum security cell, engages Graham in an uneasy emotional exchange.

Manhunter, at its peak, contains some very worthy performances, not necessarily of Peterson (CSI) and Cox, but of its supporting cohort – Dennis Farina (Law and Order), Kim Griest as Graham’s wife and Joan Allen. It is very stylish but with little to complement this, it remains an inferior thriller, certainly unworthy of the praise it has received. 5/10

The Silence of the Lambs (1991)
Directed by Jonathan Demme
Starring Anthony Hopkins, Jodie Foster, Scott Glenn
115 mins; MA15+; DVD/VHS

The first horror film to win Oscars in all five major categories (picture, director, screenplay, actor and actress) and the third ever film to do so (after It Happened One Night and One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest), it goes without saying that Silence of the Lambs is a superior thriller. The film showcases some of the most intense performances within the genre, Demme’s direction is superb and Ted Tally’s screenplay from Robert Harris’ bestselling novel is a major asset.

The film introduces Anthony Hopkins to the role as the deranged Hannibal and the Welshman pulls it off with uncanny skill. The plot isn’t that different to that of Manhunter/Red Dragon – a killer known as Buffalo Bill begins to murder women and dump their bodies and the only person brilliant enough to capture him is his criminal equal Lecter. However, this time it is female agent Clarice Starling (Foster’s career-defining performance) sent to analyse him and gather information to assist the case. However, as in Manhunter, Hannibal is not satisfied with giving information for nothing, and begins to forge a morbid relationship with Clarice, exchanging homicidal insights for snippets about the FBI agent’s private life.

It would be interesting to see Silence’s success had Manhunter been a more commercial film – granted, Silence is better-done, but part of its wild success was its originality. Were the accolades Silence received undeserving? Certainly not, however it is important to remember that this has been done before and was done better in 2001. The script does occasionally get bogged down in detail, but then startles us awake with a disturbing set piece. Silence remains essential because it was the first film to chart the story of Hannibal Lecter with great success and contains tour-de-force performances from A-list stars performing above and beyond their powers, but not necessarily because it is the best film of the series. 7/10

Hannibal (2001)
Directed by Ridley Scott
Starring Anthony Hopkins, Julianne Moore, Ray Liotta
126 mins; MA15+/R18+; DVD/VHS


Ridley Scott is at the helm of this third instalment in the outstandingly successful series and, on the first frame, he redefines it – stylistically, this is more Manhunter than Silence, however it retains a similar intensity of background story, acting prowess and direction as its 1990 counterpart.

Hannibal is at once an arthouse film as Anthony Hopkins reprises his role as the brilliant Doctor, running loose along the Italian countryside. As the FBI attempt to catch up with him, Hannibal attempts to lure Agent Clarice Starling (this time played by Moore) into a deadly game of cat and mouse. Hannibal is arguably the strongest instalment of the series, perhaps even more than its award-hogging predecessor. It was a long time coming, too, over a decade had gone without mere cinematic mention of Lecter; Hannibal’s commercial mediocrity may account for filmgoers going in with too-high expectations. However, Scott takes us beyond the psychological thrills of Silence and truly immerses us in the mind of a madman with a series of blackly comic, violent and sickening deeds the titular antihero commits. The acting is brilliant and the show-stealer is Ray Liotta as Starling’s rival FBI agent Krendler, his best role since Goodfellas. The film is exceptionally grisly and the final scene had the film amped up to an R18+ rating while in cinema. There are two DVDs on release in Australia – a two disc edition classified R18+, while the single-disc is MA15+. Very highly recommended and should be a film no cinemagoer should miss. 9/10


Red Dragon (2004)
Directed by Brett Ratner
Starring Anthony Hopkins, Edward Norton, Ralph Fiennes
119 mins; MA15+; DVD/VHS


Hannibal returns to the screen in this remake of Manhunter which, needless to say, is superior to its 1986 inspiration. Silence’s scriptwriter Tally is also on board, along with Hopkins, Norton as Will Graham and Fieness as the Tooth Fairy. There is little by way of plot change here and the performances are typically brilliant. The supporting cast of Emily Watson, Philip Seymour Hoffman (who was awarded an Oscar for his role as Capote in the film of the same name) and the always-excellent Harvey Keitel are great. Visually, the film is reminiscent of Silence rather than the stylish aesthetics of Hannibal or Manhunter, with most of the action and character development taking place in the bowels of Hannibal’s prison cell. Red Dragon manages the slow-burn intensity of horror well, though not quite as brilliantly as Hannibal. A very worthy entry to the series and could safely take the place of Manhunter as Thomas Harris’ Red Dragon. 8/10

Hannibal Rising (2007)
Directed by Peter Webber
Starring Gaspard Ulliel & Gong Li
126 mins; MA15+; Cinema (DVD release late 2007)


It’s never a good sign when a film comes out literally a month after the book it has been based upon, nor when its release date is firmly in the realms of financially-destructive February. However, Hannibal Rising is much better than these signs would have you think, not least for Thomas Harris’ own script.

There is no Hopkins to be seen here; the film recounts the early life of the murderous doctor and no amount of airbrushing can emulate the youthful and delightfully unhinged persona of Ulliel in the titular role. After witnessing his parents be murdered during the Second World War, a very young Hannibal (no more than nine or ten) and his little sister are held hostage by a group French partisans escaping the Nazis. When hunger strikes, the group kill Hannibal’s sister and eat her. Fast forward eight years and, after running away from his orphanage, Hannibal takes refuge in Paris with his aunt (Gong Li) and begins to exact bloody revenge on his sister’s, er, diners.

One of the weaker instalments of the series, it is hard to consider Rising as one of the ‘official’ Hannibal films with the absence of Hopkins. However, that’s not to discount Ulliel’s performance and the French actor does do a very good job, though the film itself feels to be missing something. There are some wonderfully crazy scenes of gore here and, while it would please the gorehounds, it is very artfully done. 7/10

Friday, February 9, 2007













The Texas Chain Saw Massacre (1974)
Directed by Tobe Hooper
Starring Marilyn Burns & Gunnar Hansen
83 mins; R18+; DVD/VHS


When a film gets released armed with a title like The Texas Chain Saw Massacre, you know it’s going to sell, and sell very well indeed. Tobe Hooper’s no-budget documentary style horror debut did just that, and its legacy lives on, having spawned three sequels, a remake and a prequel.

A group of young hippies travelling through the back roads of Texas stumble upon (or should it be the other way around?) a hitchhiker wandering seemingly aimlessly. He is offered a lift in the quintet’s van, upon which he shows them pictures of beasts he slaughtered as an abattoir worker (his whole family worked there, he proudly states) before self-mutilating and threatening the group with a knife. He is promptly thrown out and, as the van pulls away from the desolate strip of road, the hitchhiker smears the side of the van with blood. The group think nothing of it until they have an unfortunate run-in with the hitchhiker’s family, the most memorable member being Leatherface (Hansen) who has gone down in pop culture as being the wackiest on-screen nemesis in existence – a cannibal with a human-skin mask and wielding a chainsaw that never runs out of petrol.

The Texas Chain Saw Massacre defined the horror genre and changed the way people viewed horror films. This was one of the first successful US films to employ an all-to-real nemesis, albeit with the fantastical chainsaw wielding element. The acting is pretty dismal, but this is to be expected for a seventies horror film; it did, however, make a one-hit-wonder out of Gunnar Hansen, who has never been able to find a role even half as good since. The film uses documentary aesthetics to get its point across and, had it been a slicker piece of work like its sequels, its impact would have never been the same. It was also one of the first films which used the theme of cannibalism quite heavily and it was this factor, among others, that led it to be banned in the UK until 2004. The Texas Chain Saw Massacre also isn’t as violent as people would have you think – Hooper claims that one pint of blood was used for this film because he was aiming for a PG rating. And, considering Saw and the other glut of M and MA15+ rated horrors, this is comparatively mild in content. It was banned in Australia until 1985, and there are now at least two bells-and-whistles Region 4 DVD releases. This is horror as it should be – dark, claustrophobic and with no easy way out. 10/10


The Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2 (1986)
Directed by Tobe Hooper
Starring Dennis Hopper & Caroline Williams
100 mins; R18+; DVD


This belated sequel is not in the same class as the original but, with Hooper directing, there is some fun to be had. Dennis Hopper stars in this slick, blackly-comedic and very violent film as Texas Ranger Lefty Enright, hell bent on finding Leatherface’s clan of misfits. And, when a radio DJ records him up to his usual tricks, it looks like Enright has been served his first big break. He persuades the DJ to play the tape on-air in order to lure the family out of hiding but the plan goes horribly wrong when she is kidnapped and taken to their lair.

A solid horror film and fairly underrated, this was banned on initial release in Australia and was only released with an R18+ rating in 2007, making it legal for the first time to own. The violence is pretty prevalent and it is one of the grisliest of the series however Leatherface and his clan add some comic relief to the proceedings, albeit very morbidly. Leatherface’s sexuality is hilariously explored and the chainsaw begins to take representation as a phallic symbol rather than one of death. The direction is tight, but it seems Hooper has misjudged his audience - the original was a horror classic because of its terrifyingly dark and documentary style aesthetics; the stylishness of this film diminishes its impact and makes it inferior. Decent, but don’t go expecting the greatness of the original. 7/10


Leatherface: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre III (1990)
Directed by Jeff Burr
Starring Jennifer Banco & Viggo Mortensen
80 mins; R18+; VHS

It’s a good thing when sequels don’t come out too quickly after each other – the Friday the 13th franchise had eight films between 1980 and 1989, and most of them were pretty crappy. Four years after the second and sixteen after the original, Jeff Burr (From A Whisper To A Scream) take the reins, and he does the best job since Hooper did in 1974. Star-spotters would also be keen to know Viggo Mortensen of Lord of the Rings fame plays a part. The plot is pretty repetitive – a couple travelling through the back roads of Texas a confronted by one of Leatherface’s deranged disciples. Their only hope of living through the night is a survivalist with a car-full of firepower.

Leatherface is perhaps the best of the Chainsaw sequels although Burr did have a hard time releasing it – the film was banned in the UK (although was the first to be released uncut in Australia), slapped with an X rating in the US and utterly slaughtered by the critics. This is fascinating, because the film was indeed better (and far less gory) than Hooper’s better received second effort. It’s a shame that it is only available in Australia on VHS and, with the relative extinction of the medium; importation or cheap bootleg is the only way to go. Pity, seeing as the film is so good. 8/10

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Next Generation (1994)
Directed by Kim Henkel
Starring Renee Zellweger & Matthew McConaughey
84 mins; R18+; VHS/DVD

Released in the US as The Return of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre, this sequel was directed by the writer of the original, a formula which promised to be great. Unfortunately, the film falls flat on its face, a fact that not even a few Hollywood stars can prevent. The film follows a group of teens travelling through the back roads of Texas (ring a bell?) and are stalked Leatherface and a deranged member of his tirbe.

Everything about this film is bad – Leatherface as a pitiful transvestite; McConaughey playing the most unconvincing psycho in history and, shock! horror! not one chainsaw killing. Yes, in a film titled The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, the titular power tool does not make contact with a body once. The acting is appalling and there is not an ounce of style or originality in this trite and painful film. This sequel has been, to date, the only real let down of a solid series. 2/10

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (2003)
Directed by Marcus Nipsel
Starring Jessica Biel
98 mins; MA15+; DVD


First, let me reiterate this – by no means is The Texas Chainsaw Massacre a film as good as the one it remakes. The original was a horror classic that has been unparalleled in its genre. However, Nipsel’s 2004 effort is a very good movie and twists the original enough in plot, style and aesthetics that it manages to stand on its own feet.

The film begins as the 1974 original does however the hitchhiker they pick up is one of Leatherface’s victims; she begs the group of hippy teens to turn back, they don’t and she shoots herself. They attempt to find help but are instead stalked by Leatherface and his family of misfits. The most memorable these is R Lee Ermey (the screaming drill instructor in Kubrick’s Full Metal Jacket) as the perverted Sherrif Hoyt, who manages to provide some gleefully off-colour humour. The acting is generally quite good and the original’s cinematographer Daniel Pearl is on board for a second time. The film is drenched in style and crimson and suffers primarily because fans of the original walk in so prepared to hate it. It’s not as harrowing as the original, but it certainly does the job, and well. 8/10




Watch this space for The Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning, due out on DVD on April 4 2007.









Well, it appears gory horror is indeed the new black and, alongside compatriots Hostel and The Hills Have Eyes, the Saw series gave birth to the term gorno. Short for gorenography, gorno, like the genre it takes its name from, relishes in explicitness. Along with its intelligence, inventiveness and having possibly the best theatrical posters in history, Saw has rightfully become a runaway hit.

Saw (2004)
Directed by James Wan
Starring Cary Elwes, Leigh Whannell, Danny Glover
103 mins; MA15+; DVD


Saw broke through as an indie film in 2004, and what a hit it was. The brainchild of two Melbournites James Wan and Leigh Whannell (the former directed), Saw is a sick, twisted entry to the thriller genre rivaling Se7en and The Silence of the Lambs for all out depravity and black-as-night tone. The storyline itself is wildly original – a perverted genius named Jigsaw kidnaps people he perceives to be unworthy of the life they lead and subjects them to life-and-death games. The only way they can be released from their torment is by freeing themselves from an outrageously grisly death and this process in itself usually involves some kind of self-mutilation or murder. Two men have been chosen for one such game and find themselves chained in a decrepit toilet cubicle. A man lies motionless in the middle of the room in a pool of blood with a gun in his hand. They search their pockets; each finding a tape marked 'Play Me'. When they do and begin to grasp the situation they have been placed in, they rack their minds for clues.

Saw is one of the best thriller films I've seen - it manages so successfully to milk tension while maintaining an intense and complicated storyline that makes it essential viewing. It rivals the goriest horror films for sheer audacity although it is only a few scenes that make this so – the film generally is quite standard when it comes to explicitness (it’s the sequels that need to be watched out for). The traps are highly inventive and some of the set pieces make you wonder whether the Wan and Whannell should be given Oscars or put into prison. Highly recommended. 9/10

Saw II (2005)
Directed by Darren Lynn Bousman
Starring Tobin Bell, Shawnee Smith
93 mins; MA15+; DVD


You can’t describe any sequel to Saw with any kind of depth without giving away the plot, but in short, this sequel sees Jigsaw back to his old tricks, trapping eight people in a house boarded up ala Fort Knox. Problem is, deadly gas is seeping through the air vents, giving the occupants only a few hours to find the antidote, which is scattered around the house in places reachable for those with masochistic tendencies. The film begins with Jigsaw’s capture and apprehension by police (though not without a grisly fight) and, as live feed from the house is shown on televisions in Jigsaw’s lair, it is up to Detective Eric Matthews, whose son is also in the house, to find its location before people die.

This sequel is admittedly less intelligent and it is unremittingly gruesome, with the set pieces and traps all amped up times ten. However, there’s something morbidly fascinating about watching people die in exceedingly inventive ways, which may account for the series’ success. Saw II is far from a bad film, but it lacks the originality of the first. Leigh Whannell scripts with Bousman but there is no Wan to be seen this time around. 8/10

Saw III (2006)
Directed by Darren Lynn Bousman
Starring Tobin Bell, Shawnee Smith
113 mins; MA15+; Cinema (DVD release 11 April 2007)


Coming out so soon after its latest predecessor automatically puts Saw III in poor stead and, indeed, this is an inferior film – the twist is mediocre and the acting is the weakest of the three (but has the best poster). However, any disappointments about these two factors are amply made up by gore, gore, gore - Grand Guginol set-piece slaughters, torture, mayhem, full-frontal nudity – this is one of the most exploitative films released since Lucio Fulci’s heyday.

Jigsaw is dying and he is secluded in a warehouse hideaway with his apprentice keeping watch over him and continuing his murderous legacy. The duo kidnaps a doctor and holds her captive in their hideaway. If she tries to run, a necklace rigged with shotgun shells will detonate, making mincemeat out of her. While she is treating Jigsaw, another game unfolds – a man whose son was killed by a drunk driver is given a morality test – save those who were involved in his child’s death or let them die horribly.

Don’t take it lightly when it’s said that Saw III is violent – it is easily one of the most violent films I’ve seen and its gristle far surpasses that of Cannibal Holocaust and the like. Films have gotten banned in Australia for far less and the fact that this gets an MA15+ is incomprehensible. The tension, though, is extremely high and this is what really separates it from the regular thrillers – perhaps if the concept didn’t feel so fresh, the rants about Saw III wouldn’t be so loud. 7/10

A fourth Saw film is slated for release in time for Halloween 2007.

Tuesday, February 6, 2007










THE MODERN GANGSTER

From the Warner Bros. classics of the 1930s and 40s to the real-life court dramas post-RICO, the gangster has been a pivotal anti-hero in the way we view cinema and reality. Here are three films that have defined the crime genre and portrayed the gangster in a different light.

The Godfather (1972)
Directed by Francis Ford Coppola
Starring Al Pacino & Marlon Brando
168 mins; M; DVD/VHS


Mario Puzo’s novelisation of the Mafia came to life with his and Francis Ford Coppola’s script in 1972, which saw the highly acclaimed The Godfather win Best Picture and Best Actor for Brando at the Oscars, among dozens of other awards at dozens of other ceremonies. Long considered the definitive gangster picture, The Godfather made Corleone a household name and tended to glamorise its antiheroes in this rise-and-rise (mostly) story. Only a handful of the Sicilian Mafia clan here suffer a bad fate while the others wallow in their riches. It took almost thirty years for cinema to produce an antidote to the Corleone clan in the form of Goodfellas but there is no doubt that this is a masterfully crafted film with exemplary performances and direction. Coppola went on to direct a phenomenally successful Part II in 1974, which was the only sequel to have been awarded a Best Picture Oscar and had the only character to win an acting Oscar twice (Robert DeNiro in Marlon Brando’s role as Corleone patriarch Don Vito). Coppola also directed Part III in 1990 which was also nominated for an Oscar and charted the decline of Al Pacino’s character Michael; however this second sequel didn’t come close to matching the power of its predecessors. 7/10

Scarface (1988)
Directed by Brian DePalma
Starring Al Pacino & Michelle Pfieffer
163 mins; R18+; DVD/VHS


Why don’t’chu try stickin’ your head up your ass – see if it fits. Scarface is at once the all-male gangster movie, oozing machismo from every pore as Tony Montana, the Cuban mobster come to America to make his fortune, successfully pisses off everyone who comes in his way with relish. DePalma’s idea of subtlety is hitting the viewer over the head with a mallet and Pacino is manically overacting as Miami’s cocaine kingpin, but there is heaps of fun to be had. From Hector the Toad to Elvie and Tony himself, Scarface is a heap of iconic and eccentric characters. Oliver Stone (Platoon, Natural Born Killers)’s script is outrageously violent and hilariously profane as Tony shoots insults in every direction before his reign on the American cocaine monopoly comes crashing down with a shotgun blast to the back. While not spawning a sequel, the influence of Scarface is without a shred of doubt – it has influenced almost the entire rap culture of the US (doubtlessly because of its rags-to-riches; rise-and-fall storyline) and has spawned a hit game, which sees Tony spewing abuse to a new generation. 8/10


Goodfellas (1990)
Directed Martin Scorsese
Starring Ray Liotta, Robert DeNiro, Joe Pesci
139 mins; R18+; DVD/VHS


There is no doubt whatsoever that Martin Scorsese stands unparalleled as one of the greatest directors of all time. For a filmmaker to have done such classics as Mean Streets, Taxi Driver, Raging Bull, Casino, Gangs of New York and, more recently, The Departed is are very rare find and rarely does the man err. Goodfellas is one such classic and, built upon a solid script by Scorsese and Nicholas Pileggi, who wrote the biographical book upon which the film was based, is arguably the best American film ever made. The plot surrounds three men – the narrator, Henry Hill (Ray Liotta); a quiet yet vicious Jimmy Conway (Robert DeNiro) and the all-out psycho Tommy DeVito (Joe Pesci, who won an Oscar for his role). It is, like all gangster movies, the classic rise-and-fall, in this case of Henry. The violence in this film cuts like a knife (forgive the pun); brutal in its delivery and certainly free of the Mafia glorification depicted The Godfather. Being a mobster in Scorsese’s cinema is a tough, live-by-the-sword-die-by-the-sword adventure and it is clear that the director made the film with the words ‘crime doesn’t pay’ resounding loudly in his ears. Everything about this movie is perfect – the direction, editing, acting, up-beat 70s and 80s soundtrack; the fact that Dances With Wolves was given Best Picture at the 1991 Oscars over this simply reflects that America isn’t ready for an intelligent film with such sheer brutality and hopelessness, preferring soap-opera to gritty, realistic drama. 10/10




Zombie Flesh Eaters (1979)
Directed by Lucio Fulci
Starring Ian McCulloch
86 mins; MA15+; DVD


After the amazing success of George A Romero’s zombie opus Dawn of the Dead, Italian exploitation filmmaker Lucio Fulci set out to amp up Romero’s film by heightening the violence, nudity and overall depravity – the concluding work Zombie Flesh Eaters (or simply Zombi in the US), while it has lost much impact, does not diminish its credibility as a great zombie film.

Beginning with a gush of arterial blood as a zombie on an abandoned boat in New York kills a cop, Fulci sets up a variety of stunning set pieces, naturally saturated in claret. The plot is threadbare between these scenes of zombie mayhem – a woman can’t find her father, who she believes is working on a remote island. A search party (including Italian zombie-film favourite Ian McCulloch) is dispatched to the island whereupon they discover zombies overrun the whole area. People are maimed and eaten. The end. However, what makes this film truly unique is the aforementioned set pieces – a zombie vs. shark encounter may be one of the most surreal in seventies cinema while the zombie, topless woman’s eyeball and shard of wood scene may also be one of the period’s most gruesome. The special effects are also quite remarkable for a film that, according to McCulloch, was in part illegally filmed and, needless to say, firmly on the cheap. The Australian Umbrella DVD has a decent line-up of extras, the best being a commentary by McCulloch and Diabolik magazine editor Jason J Slater. The track is certainly informative and entertaining, with McCulloch amusingly sharing that it is the first time he saw the film in its entirety because of its restrictive status in his native UK. Slater also knows what he is talking about and avoids sounding too much like a fan boy. This is arguably better than Romero’s film simply because it does not try to be self-referential and satirical: Dawn of the Dead was simply a convoluted gore fest where Romero tried his best to lend credibility to onscreen nemeses that were widely considered unterrifying and stupid. Zombie Flesh Eaters on the other hand, shows the genre for what it is – dumb, gory and oh-so-entertaining. This is certainly not Oscar-winning stuff, but for beer and pizza viewing it’s unparalleled.


7/10