After being assigned a fluff piece about an annual Lovecraft festival, an amateur reporter and her cameraman are drawn into a spiraling conspiracy of madness involving a cult bent of resurrecting one of the Old Ones, the powerfully ancient sleeping gods that Lovecraft created in his Cthulu Mythos stories.
While displaying its independent charm very proudly on it's sleeves, In Search Of Lovecraft
does have some shining moments, depite ultimately falling flat and failing to deliver on its verite style narrative focus. What hampers this movie is some seriously bad acting, a muddled interpretation of Lovecraft's fictional Mythos, and production values that, while valiant and well meaning, come across as a bad video project made with some friends over the course of a weekend. Don't get me wrong, it's not an ugly shitfest like This Hollow Sacrament
, but in an age where movies of this style are becomming both increasingly common and more sophistocated (such as in [REC]
and The Zombie Diaries
), it really hurts any movie not to bring an A game in terms of visuals. The script, too, is lacking because it's all over the place, yet very 'connect the dots' in its plotting. The characters follow the breadcrumbs which lead them to the backstory, then they are threatened by the cult, they resort to protection from a wiccan who doesn't know a word of latin but fakes it pretty well, while the demons/gods/madness or whatever possesses some of them, kills almost all of them, until they are saved by the lead and her chinese pawn shop sword.
I know it sounds like a bitchy tirade, and I skipped a whole lot for the sake of brevity, but it simplifies what could have been an interesting story and instead ends up being a predictable trip down horror movie memory lane. But I didn't thoroughly hate the movie either. It did impress me in some places. I was very impressed with Tytus Bergstrom, and his brooding and mysterious character was a great anchor to the film. His fate was a little harsh, but I liked him. His talent made me forget for a moment the blinding rage that the young dumb student inspred in me. Yes, she really needed to die, and fast. Renee Sweet was okay as the reporter, but in a lead role carrying the movie, it shows that she's just finding her feet as an actress. Still, she sticks with it and manages an impressive run towards the end. Saqib Mausoof was what he needed to be, kind of a fake ass Lovecraft scholar, and he was damn creepy at the end. For the most part the cast did good, but they were hampered by the writing and the stunted visual style.
I did like the running joke, when young people, being asked about Lovecraft, went on about how his movies kicked ass or how he was a legend during the 70's and 80's slasher craze or some shit. Those bits got some chuckles form me. But as far as movies dealing with Lovecraftian themes go, anything that gets made is going to be compared to the awesome movies of Stewart Gordon. It's as inescapable as a 1000 foot octopus god would be. And I've yet to find an indie movie that stacks up against that. But there is talent here, and there is promise of something more, something better, but it all comes across as a little lacking in this package.
None on this screener. Too bad, I like seeing features in indie flicks.