Showing posts with label Amityville 2 The Possession. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Amityville 2 The Possession. Show all posts

Monday, April 15, 2013

CINEMANIACS: something new, something old, something borrowed, something gold

Last night I ventured out to ACMI, striding through the cooling wet air to see a prequel, a film that followed a mediocre horror movie from the 70s. Why did I bother?

First see here!

Amityville II: The Possession is a rare bird; a second or later entry in a film series that towers above all the rest. Last night I saw it at a cinema for the first time and wondered if it was making its Australian big screen debut (well indoor screen). I first saw it on video as I can safely assume pretty much all of the audience did. Here it was, though, on a big screen with good sound, seen by a good sized crowd sitting in the dark.

I hadn't seen it for some time and was pleasantly taken through some moments I had forgotten were so very effective. It's a good Italian style horror.

I've covered why I think that in the post linked above but I'll revisit two moments here. The seduction of sister by brother is a lot creepier than I remember, his smoothness masking his growing force, her complex acquiesence, confused, unbelieving but compliant, while an eerie wind whistles low on the audio. The second scene is like that one, pretty much all acting. The family gather for Sonny's birthday party and at one point he stands looking at his family on the other side of the table. They are assembled like a family portrait minus him. Reverse shot shows the emotional transition crossing his face from a kind of grief as he realises the gulf between him and them has become intraversible and to the smirk of the demon within him as it assumes control. Just three or so shots and subtle performance. All horror movies that take care to allow for something more profoundly emotive are the ones that stay with me (see also The Innocents and the originals of The Haunting, and Dark Water among others).

A few annoying titters at lines that wouldn't be funny if the gigglers were watching the film alone peppered the experience but far less than at comparable screenings where the guffaws are joined like the dogs of the street barking because one of them has started. But, meh, that's going to be part of it whatever the film (well maybe not Martyrs but you get the idea).

But why am I wasting space here when I could be celebrating theachievement of the Cinemaniacs  (like them on FB, go on, dare ya!). We got to see the team before the screening, heard a rushed but fun preamble and then a series of well edited interviews with three of the cast done FOR THE SCREENING! Not a dvd extra. Then a brief trivia contest with prizes (dvds of the movie) o'er the credits (time=money).

I had to get home straight afterwards but there were drinks and chat happening after. Further screenings are on the cards at various venues throughout the year. Go to the FB page for details.

This is not just a list of flicks, it's an invitation to a community. It's run by enthusiasts with the bottle to offer a whole program of horror sequels without needing a breath of faux irony to sell it. Now that my Shadows night continues snoring through its cryo form indefinitely I think I'll be getting into this.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Unsungquels : pres and ses that deserve some love Part 1

Sequels 'n' prequels. Let's just call them quels. Yes, those annoying puppies of hit movies that gnaw around your ankles and yap, trying to outdo their progenitors. Sometimes they're better but mostly you just have to say "quel damage."

Here are a few I like.

AMITYVILLE II: THE POSSESSION
 Here's a case of a sequel far outstripping its folks in depth and effectiveness. The Amityville Horror is an adequate  70s piece falling between a ghost story and the still popular demonic possession subgenre. The problem I have with it is that apart from one really good scare (eyes!) it isn't really scary. The best moment for me is when the priest once again has his phone line reduced to buzzing static when speaking to Mrs Lutz. It's a moment charged with a real sense of despair. There's a sadness to its inevitability that lends more weight to the climactic scenes than they deserve.

So if sequels are just good bits of the originals writ large why is Amityville II The Possession such a subtle and creepy film? Well, I say subtle. The thing ends in an excorcism that was conceived of like a shopping list. But the central theme of guilt from the incestuous union of the son and daughter of the house and the forked road each sibling follows afterward does allow for subtlety. The impending doom of this, involving the girl's various overtures to her brother and refuge sought in the church, the brother's spiral downward into what might be possession or psychopathy or just intense controlling guilt, is a richer experience that a lot of higher profile dramas that might add a more acceptable but befogging hysteria to the issue. Here a sensitive subject is made troubling by the casualness of its core act and then channelled into severe allegory. But the allegory remains grounded in the pain of family dysfunction.

Ok, so once you get to the big payoff the movie just tries to outdo every Exorcist cover version that came before it, amping up the latex as though it was stolen from George Lucas' garage. But as with most thrillers and all whodunnits once it's clear that the conclusion will be rushed and put together with gaffer tape I don't really care if it's done well or not. The bulk of Amityville II is the depiction of disturbing behaviour with enough light around it to avoid sensationalism (until the end) and engage the noodles. As such it embarrasses its predecessor and could easily have been retooled to drop the association. But the world doesn't work so.

Oh yeah, and it's much scarier than the Amityville Horror, with a constant sense of otherworldiness pervading. Eerie.

BLAIR WITCH 2: BOOK OF SHADOWS
The really interesting thing about this one is that they hired a documentarian to do a slick fiction film. Joe Berlinger had made a significant feature documentary about some goth teens who were accused of murder: Paradise Lost. I haven't seen it nor its sequel but it was deemed strong enough stuff for the Myrick and Sanchez team of The Blair Witch Project to hire him to direct the sequel. Berlinger's idea was to make the events of the tale a matter of ambiguity that might change with perspective. Artisan, who'd had such a monster success with the first film went all Hollywood on the sequel and turned the risk control down to half a unit and released the film recut with some re shoots to make the events definite.

First, the fun bits. Blair Witch 2 is set in a world that knows about The Blair Witch Project. It's on the media and back at Burkitsville, Maryland, there are stalls selling twigs fashioned into the stick figures from the movie. There are also tours of the woods for the curious. One of them is led by a guy only recently released from a mental health facility. he takes a group of the kind of people you'd expect to go on such a tour and horror ensues. Or does it?

The narrative is framed by a lengthy police interview in which the surviving tourists give their accounts of the events which are variously supported and contradicted by video evidence. As the testimonies proceed we settle into the story's digesis and, apart from necessary returns to the frame, all goes narratively well.

Berlinger's most noted work had been in the depiction of evidence and its manipulation, of witness and testimony. Here, backed by a digetic realm aware of the artifice of a realistic looking feature film (ie the original), Berlinger tries to set up something for the audience to not just think about but enjoy thinking about. The facing mirror approach has a pleasantly intriguing effect and it's wrapped up in the immediate high gloss surface of an American feature film.


Fine, but is it any good? Actually, yes, one thing Blair Witch 2 doesn't forget to do is be a horror film. After you get past all the clever clever intentional stereotypes among the cast and the tricksy references to the original, what you still have is an increasingly eerie supernatural tale delivered with great atmosphere. The cast and their material range from sharp to stock, as though they know they're in a knowing movie featuring knowing characters who know etc etc but that's all to the film's strengths.

I saw this film at the cinema on a blisteringly hot Melbourne afternoon with a fellow horror movie fan (heya Polly!) and enjoyed the afterchill on the walk through the dusty heat. Berlinger says on his dvd commentary that this is not the film he intended and that changes he was involved in were often done under protest. But he also admits that he did make the changes and must live with the results. Bingo! Don't remake a mistake, learn from it and do the next thing with the lesson in mind. And where do you put the protest? In context where everyone can see that you're not just mouthing off at the suits.