Friday, February 25, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
The Troll Hunter
I'm wondering if it's possible to write a review of a horror/fantasy "faux-documentary" without referencing The Blair Witch Project? Since I've already failed to do so, clearly I'm not the man to answer that, but I'd like to see it done. Anyways, on to my thoughts about Andre Øvredal’s The Troll Hunter. Shot in the fake doc style that seems to have maintained its popularity (especially outside North America) post-BWP, it focuses on a group of Norwegian university students who set out to get footage on bear poaching for a class project and inadvertently stumble upon Norway's best kept secret - bloodthirsty, Christian-hating trolls! I won’t go into much detail on the plot (since quite frankly there isn’t much of one) but I will say that some of the film’s biggest question marks and plot holes were also some of my favourite aspects. Were this a bigger budget film from a more established film market such as the United States or the UK, the military would have a much more prominent role. There would be covert strike teams, a shady bureau in charge of covering up the existence of these so-called monsters and, of course, lots of helicopters. In Norway? One bad-ass, trailer-living mountain man, one snively low-level civil servant and a handful of Polish carpenters seem to do the job quite nicely. Although it may be a bit far-fetched, I certainly find it refreshing to see an entry into the monster genre that doesn’t involve carpet-bombing and mass destruction.
I also have to commend the filmmakers on the creature designs. They look like they wandered straight out of a 17th century children’s fairytale book, and it works wonderfully. The film dips its toes ever-so-slightly into the “science” behind the trolls, and frankly I wish they had gone much deeper. Why are there so many different varieties? Why can they smell a Christian? How the hell do some of them grow to the size of office buildings? Nevertheless, it does a satisfactory job of presenting them not simply as creatures that go bump in the night, but as a legitimate species living in the secluded wilderness. And what a wilderness it is. The vistas in Troll Hunter are simply incredible. Sign me up for a trip to scenic Norway, I’m sold.
It’s understandable that many people might be sick of the whole “found footage” genre, and there are elements of The Troll Hunter that won’t do much to change any minds about that (especially the ending). However, that said, I have to absolutely recommend this film for anyone looking for something a little outside the box. If you’re able to forgive some inconsistencies and underdeveloped ideas in the plot, I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised by what the film has to offer. The lead character is wonderfully matter-of-fact about his unusual job, the effects hold up well for a low-budget, non-Hollywood feature, and the premise and mythology is intriguing enough to support the run time. From what I understand Magnet, Magnolia’s sub-division for genre pictures, has purchased world rights to the film so here’s hoping it gets a proper theatrical release in North America, with a corresponding DVD and Blu Ray release. With so many straight-to-video giant creature features flooding the market these days, it’s nice to see one that does things a little differently. Much like Gareth Edward’s Monsters, it’s a breath of fresh air in a genre already in danger of becoming stale so soon after it’s resurgence.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
La Herencia Valdemar (or How to Make a One Hour Forty Minute Introduction to Your Sequel)
I had certainly meant to update this page semi-regularly, but clearly once every quarter seems more likely. Entry number two is also a Lovecraft-inspired film. Not intentional, but hey, go with what you know, right?
On the block today is Spanish supernatural thriller La Herencia Valdemar. Here goes. The movie begins with an simple premise - a creepy old mansion in the Spanish countryside needs to be valuated for auction, the appraiser goes missing so another is sent in his place who also proceeds to go missing. Yadda yadda private detective hired by man with Cthulhu-headed walking stick, yadda yadda the remaining hour and ten minutes is a flashback about a fraudulent medium/fine orphanage caretaker set in the 1800s. I'm not opposed to the flashback in principle, especially when it ties in nicely with the overall story, however it would seem that the entirety of this particular flashback (which makes up nearly all of the film's runtime) is merely a setup for the upcoming sequel. You might be thinking, "But Hypno Toad, that's how it works! Films setup sequels which in turn setup even more sequels! That's logic! You're mental!" And reader, I might agree with you in most cases, but hear me out.
La Herencia Valdemar felt to me like a prequel to a film that hasn't been made yet. Say what? Wouldn't that just make it the first film in the series and not a prequel? Technically, yes, but that's not how it plays in this case. It's as if the writer and director took what could have been explained in a 5-10 minute flashback and created an entire movie around it, bookending it with segments in modern time that are introduced as the ACTUAL main story, but don't actually get much screen time and end abruptly. This isn't quite the same, but you know when Obi Wan mentions the Clone Wars in one line of dialogue in the original Star Wars, and then Lucas makes the prequels, stretching an interesting idea into hours of painful, flaming detritus? Same here, just less crushing. Having a backstory is essential in this genre, but explaining it in ridiculous detail is not. I just want to know the important and cool stuff, I do not want to watch people chopping wood and drinking tea for long lengths of time, especially when the rest of the story is hopping up and down in the background excitedly waiting it's turn to share.
Surprisingly, however, I did not hate the film. Shocking, I know. For one, it had Spanish horror legend Paul Naschy as a loyal occult-hating manservant (in his final film)! It was also ever so slightly Lovecraftian, which is something. Most importantly, it had a scene in which Aleister Crowley, Lizzie Borden, Belle Gunness and Bram Stoker (!!) get together in the Spanish countryside to summon an Old One in a seance. I'm not joking, Stoker shows up because he needs some dark space god to help him deal with his writers block. Then he runs away. For some fantastic reason, despite being told the protagonist and his wife are dirt poor, they live in a mansion full of happy, non-filthy orphans which also serves as a spiritual nexus and possible dimensional gateway to Lovecraft la-la land. Most of what happens makes little to no sense, yet the film just rolls with it and so did I. Immortal demon zombie who speaks to people telepathically and then screams? Sure, why not! Extended irrelevant scene involving orphans and hot chocolate? Of course! To boot, it's nicely shot and has surprisingly good acting (especially Naschy's character and the fellow who plays Crowely).
Next up? Either Ovredal's The Troll Hunter or Uruguayan La Casa Muda (soon to be remade as Silent House starring an Olsen sister). Assuming I can find subtitles for these floating around on the net, that is.
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