It was 3 in the morning when I
popped “HORROR” into my DVD player. It is now 3:30 in the afternoon and
I still haven’t gone to bed yet. I was just too spooked to hit the
sheets and decided to pull an all-nighter instead. After giving us the unique
"Desecration", Dante Tomaselli returns to
the genre in good form with the more aggressive and twisted “HORROR”.
Much like "Desecration",
this movie will probably leave you in the dust in terms of the “what the
hell is going on?” factor. The chain of events that this movie presents is
ambiguous and purposely left wide open for interpretation. The movie
constantly moves back and forth without warning between the present and
the past, as clarity obviously isn’t one of its aims; think David Lynch on acid.
Once the film was over, I personally couldn’t firmly understand how
everything happened (I would need a couple more viewings for that) but I sure
picked up on the flick’s many themes. The abuse of religion, repressed
memories, dream-like states and humanity’s dark side, all issues which
Tomaselli had explored in his previous outing. Here, the director doesn’t
spare us and delves into those themes through hell-bent visuals.
The dialogue here is secondary.
The images and the symbolism are what drive the picture. And since the
movie’s lead teen “Luck” (Lopes) is high off his booty on shrooms,
that gives the director “carte blanche” to bombard us with far-out
hallucinogenic scenarios. Want to see two demonic giant “Jack O' Lanterns” glowing fiendishly? Or maybe
it's people’s faces looking like
burned toast that cranks your dial? How about a chilling painting that
changes facial expressions or a teen that turns into an ice cube? This film
goes all out with the trippy offerings and just when you think that it can’t go
any further, well, it does by slapping in lumbering zombies (very Romero), a
torture chamber and of course, the priceless demonic goat. Let me take a
moment here and comment on that damn goat. I love animals. I love petting
zoos. I’m a kind-hearted type of horror fan. But after seeing the goat
in this film, I will never approach that wretched beast again. Talk about
scary! This film does for goats what "Jaws" did for sharks.
And I couldn’t continue this
review without mentioning the presence of “The Amazing Kreskin”
(Reverend Salo) either. In reality, this man is one of the world’s top
“mentalists”
and his displays of power in this film are astounding. Having done an
interview with Dante in the past, I knew that there was a scene in the
movie where Kreskin hypnotizes (or whatever he does) a group of people to
make them all fall to the floor, paralyzed. According to Dante, that scene
was real, Kreskin really made those people crumble under his will.
Witnessing the scene onscreen, I had no trouble buying that it truly went
down. Kreskin’s mind control mumbo jive felt very authentic to me,
therefore making his scenes in the flick even more odd and powerful. Now
don’t ask me what Kreskin’s character had to do with the whole of the
storyline, because on that, I’m still not quite sure yet. But
bottom line, the dude gave me the freaking creeps.
Although the non-linear approach
to the storyline didn’t tarnish my enjoyment of the piece, I did have a
problem with the film’s knack of abandoning its lesser characters along
the way. Two of the main teens are dropped early on (what happened to that
stoner dude?), so the story could concentrate solely on the main players. I
didn’t dig that. Why introduce them in the first place? The same can be
said about the fate of Amanda (Brown). I warmed up to her as the film
progressed (yes, she’s pretty darn cute) but after her altercation with
the goat, she was basically dropped out of the story. I really wanted to
know what happened to her!
But
overall, HORROR managed to crawl under my skin and genuinely scare me. The
film is filled with eerie characters, odd situations, hints of deviant
sexual practices, chilling paintings, mind-bending images and it definitely
plays by its own rules. Having seen so many horror movies, I don’t scare
easily. Just for that, Tomaselli deserves a pat on the back. Now
let's go find that goat…