Showing posts with label anthology. Show all posts
Showing posts with label anthology. Show all posts

Southbound (2015)


Dir: Roxanne Benjamin, David Bruckner, Patrick Horvath, Radio Silence

Is the traditional style horror anthology film dead? Will we ever see a set up like THE VAULT OF HORROR or TALES FROM THE DARKSIDE: THE MOVIE again? A style that usually includes a host who introduces each segment with each story being separate from the others save for being part of the wrap around segment. Post PULP FICTION must we always have plot threads intertwined and jumps in the time line? Or am I just a grumpy old man pining for the days of yesteryear? And why am I complaining about it when it does work, as seen in the entertaining, and bewildering SOUTHBOUND.

There's no Crypt Keeper but there is a road, a cursing D.J. (Larry Fessenden) and the characters of the five segments to tie everything together. The opening segment, The Way Out, is about two men (Chad Villella and Matt Bettinelli-Olpin who both appear in V/H/S) trying to escape from floating, tentacled reapers after committing an unnamed act. Stopping at a gas station / diner, the two find themselves trapped in the small town, unable to escape.

The second tale, Siren, involves an all girl punk band (Fabianne Therese STARRY EYES, Hannah Marks SLASH and Nathalie Love ) traveling in a VW camper to their next gig. When one of their tires blows out stranding them in the middle of nowhere, they grudgingly accept a lift from an odd acting couple (Susan Burke and Davey Johnson). The couple invites them into their home, which with its outdated decor looks like Squaresville to the young rockers. Things take an even odder turn when the neighbours (Anessa Ramsey THE SIGNAL and Dana Gould, a producer of THE SIMPSONS) stop by for a mystery meat dinner.



The third story, The Accident, has a distracted driver (Mather Zickel) running over a young woman on a remote stretch of road. Calling 911 the driver is giving instructions to pick up the seriously wounded woman from the road and drive into a town that appears deserted. Carrying the woman into an apparently abandoned hospital, the 911 dispatcher's requests take a turn into TWILIGHT ZONE territory.



A man (David Yow BLEED) with a shotgun busts into a bar looking for his long lost sister (Tipper Newton THE ABCs OF DEATH) in the fourth tale, Jailbreak. Only to find that his sister wants to remain lost. And keeps company with some unsavory types.

The last yarn, The Way In, has dad, mom and their daughter (Gerald Downey A VOICE IN THE DARK, Kate Beahan THE WICKER MAN remake, Hassie Harrison DEMENTIA) on one last holiday together as the daughter is now grown up. Answering knocks at the front and back doors of the motel they are staying at, the family sees masked men with evil intent on their minds surrounding the room.

SOUTHBOUND is one weird ride with heavy emphasis on the ambiguous and leaving mysteries unexplained. The floating reapers from the first tale of terror appear throughout the film but I don't fully understand their meaning. I was also thinking that the bar in the fourth yarn was a hang out for werewolves! Yes, it took me that long to pick up on what was really going on. Despite my bafflement I enjoyed SOUTHBOUND and its collection of oblique weird tales. The direction, writing and acting are all good. There's a fair amount of gore and a couple of very black, dark gags to please the gorehounds in the audience.

*** out of ****

A Christmas Horror Story (2015)


Dir: Grant Harvey, Steven Hoban, Brett Sullivan

Christmas. Horror. Portmanteau. What's not to like?

Set in the fictional town of Bailey Downs on Christmas Eve, the updating of the anthology film weaves, often loosely, five tales together. The usual format for this type of film is to have a host introduce each tale and it plays out before moving onto the next story. A CHRISTMAS HORROR STORY instead jumps from one story to another to another and back and forth; unravelling a little of the mysteries of each story at a time.

Local DJ Dangerous Dan (William Shatner giving a wonderful performance) acts a bit like a traditional anthology host as he not only sets the Christmas mood, provides levity as release from the horror of the other tales, but also is part of the final (and most effective) twist. As he get drunker and drunker on spiked egg nog, Christmas Eve in Bailey Downs gets darker and darker.

The scariest of the tales involves a group of teens breaking into a school that was the site of two horrific murders last year on Christmas Eve. The go-getters are digging into the grisly case as part of a school project. Upon hearing strange noises, they become worried that the killer may have returned. And the only door out of the windowless basement is locked from the outside.

Two of the stories deal with families confronted by horror. The first has dad dragging his selfish family on a road trip to his aunt's estate so that he can hit her up for some cash to keep his ponzi scheme of a company going for a little while longer. With the children acting like the brats they are and auntie wise to dad's scheme, they are sent packing. Only something is following them, something evil. The second family orientated tale is about dad (the police officer from the first tale who last year investigated the two murders at the school), mom and son trespassing on private property to cut down a Christmas tree. On the way back to the car, dad dragging their ill gotten tree behind him, the boy goes missing. After a frantic search they find the boy in the hollow of a tree. Only he doesn't seem quite right.

The goriest of the tales takes place at the North Pole. Santa and the elves are making last minute preparations for Santa's slayride around the world. Only the elves are a bit off. They sneeze, start swearing and keel over dead. But they don't stay dead, they resurrect as zombie elves. Zombie elves with a thirst for Santa's blood. Perplexed by the infection, Santa grabs his sceptre to do battle with the undead toy makers. Santa is a bad ass, hacking off arms, smashing in faces, decapitating heads all in an effort to save Christmas.

There's nothing as iconic as Joan Collins battling a crazed Santa in TALES FROM THE CRYPT (1972) to be found here but overall the film is a decent bit of holiday cheer.

** 1/2 out of  ****