… which may or may not prove to be an appropriate curtain-raiser for the year. We shall see.
Anyway, I’m not that big on horror movies but I do indulge now and again. So here’re the three in which I recently indulged, all very different but all with much (or at least, in one case, something) to recommend them:
Part horror, part violent thriller really, I suppose; no supernatural elements as such. Either way, a very tightly and smartly written, well-acted, engaging bit of film-making. It’s unsettling and unnerving rather than utterly horrific on the whole, but there are occasional outbursts of uncompromising and somewhat gruesome violence. It’s all the more effective because the violence just kind of … happens. It’s not artificially sign-posted or artfully choreographed. It just happens. Patrick Stewart and the sadly late Anton Yelchin are great in their roles.
Well that … that was … that was not a film I’m going to forget in a hurry. A very unusual horror-western. The first three quarters of it are mostly an intense, slow, very involving character study: bringing together four men into a posse and following them out into a harsh and unforgiving landscape. The script is extraordinary, with dialogue that’s both sort of naturalistic (as is everything else about the film – lighting, sound, etc.) and at the same time heightened and a bit baroque. The acting, from Kurt Russell and everyone else, is fairly low key, but brilliant. (In fact, I thought this was as good as I’ve seen Kurt Russell in years. Possibly ever!).
So yes. For the first 3/4 of the film, you’re watching a very good, if slightly odd, Western. And then … then it becomes an at times intensely disturbing horror movie. There is properly appalling violence in here – one scene in particular that I had to avert my eyes from – and it’s all the more effective because the character development has been so strong in what went before. I thought the whole thing was kind of brilliant, in its deeply idiosyncratic way. Despite the full-on horror, it’s in no sense a run-of-the-mill gorefest. This is almost arthouse horror.
I should probably add, I’m not sure the film quite earns the pass it’s trying for on its treatment of Native Americans. It does try, but I’m not sure it quite manages it. That caveat aside, it’s a remarkable piece of film-making. Which some people will hate, some will love. I’m a lot closer to the latter than the former.
The Return of the Living Dead
So, I said at the start of this that all these films have much to recommend them. That might have been stretching things a bit.
Truth is, the reason I watched this one is also the main thing it has going for it, really: nostalgia. I loved this movie when I was a teen. I loved its humour, its soundtrack, its general nuttiness. As zombie movies go, it’s far more interested in making you laugh – or at least smile – than in scaring you or creeping you out. Watching it as an adult, you do kind of notice some slightly dodgy acting among the minor characters, some pacing and structural issues. But it’s still kind of fun. And it’s definitely got that nostalgic kick for those of us (you?) who view the 1980s with a certain sort of affection …