The one-sheet for "You're Next" is rather great.
"Nothing bothers some people. Not even flying saucers." - The Beast of Yucca Flats
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Saturday, 24 August 2013
Friday, 23 August 2013
Frightfest 2013
I am at Frightfest 2013, which naturally means a lot of film watching, a lot of death and destruction for the eye and a huge audience applauding that death and destruction, especially when the bad guys get it. It also means night buses home and compromised sleep, but that's the price you pay.
DAY ONE:
DAY ONE:
“The Dead 2: INDIA” is a solid, faintly arty
follow-up to the Ford brothers’ “The Dead” and it’s likely that if you gave
them money to add more countries to their vision of the zombie apocalypse, you
may well get a far better on-screen interpretation of Max Brooks’ “World War
Z”. Although it is true that some shaky drama and stock characterisation
threatens to dampen the fun and the deliberate end-of-the-world gloom, the
vistas and uncomplicated narrative momentum make this a fine sequel. The first
film, it’s vision of zombies amassing from nowhere in wide open spaces remains
eerie, although topped by the vision of people always watching through cracks
in the doors – sometimes it’s the doomed looking out and watching the world
die, and sometimes it’s the zombies looking in for fresh victims.
Films like “Curse of Chucky” and “You’re Next” prove
to be Frightfest crowd-pleasers, and indeed play to please the crowds. Don
Mancini puts some creepiness back into the homicidal doll and gets great
mileage out of Chucky both motionless and on the rampage. When it gets a little
to full of its own mythology and nods back to previous films, falling into
flashbacks and multiple endings, it loses some of the plot and plays to the
gallery rather than focusing on keeping things simple and dirty.
“You’re Next” is sure to be a home invasion
favourite and for the most part is endearingly playful with genre. A wealthy
family gathering turns into a bloodbath – the film sets up a large cast to bump
off quickly before being a bit too pleased with its woman-kicking-butt so that
nearly all that remains is an audience applauding every time a final girl
dispatching bad guys in a violent manner. But it makes great play with its location and nudges back
and forth between black comedy and nastiness deftly. It does success in a few genuine scares and a decent sense of satire about the barely suppressed violence within family units.
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