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THE EXORCISM OF SAINT PATRICK |
WOLVES AGAINST THE WORLD |
DEAD TEENAGERS
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The Exorcism of Saint Patrick Review by Rich Cline | | |||||
dir-scr Quinn Armstrong prd Philip R Garrett, Andrew James Myers with Steve Pinder, Michael J Cline, Maya Jeyam, Caitlin McWethy, Alan Tyson, Lisa Coffey, Jim Azelvandre, Ayame King, Louie Kurtzman, Andrew James Myers, Beau Roberts, Erik Donley release US 30.Aug.24 24/US 1h30 Is it streaming? |
The first in filmmaker Quinn Armstrong's Fresh Hell trilogy, this surprisingly thoughtful thriller finds horror in a real-life situation, as a teen is sent to gay conversion therapy. Opening with a nightmarish montage that deploys unnerving imagery and sounds, the film settles into equally unsettling quiet conversations. It's skilfully shot on a low budget in terrific locations, and the character-based, topically relevant writing makes it worth a look. To help make communication easier as they stay in an isolated cabin together, Pastor Patrick (Pinder) calls himself Pat and renames frightened 17-year-old Patrick (Cline) as Trick. Pat reminds Trick that his parents (Azelvandre and Coffey) are concerned about him, and uses all the usual arguments to convince Trick that he can stop being gay. Athletic drills and gospel sing-a-longs follow. Then Trick begins to see ghostly battered teens in the woods, reaching out to them. But Pat hasn't told Trick that his parents requested an exorcism. And perhaps it's Pat who needs redemption. Pat asks Trick if he's happy, then completely misses the point that Trick's unhappiness directly stems from people like Pat who tell him that there's something wrong with him, his life will be miserable and he's doomed to hell. And forcing him to participate in sports doesn't help either. By contrast, when Pat abandons his aggressive methods and simply talks to Trick, asking him about himself, their conversations quickly deepen meaningfully. Performances are grounded and realistic, as both Pinder and Cline create sharply believable characters whose interaction shifts between a wide range of moods, from antagonistic to sympathetic and much more. Pinder's Pat is a nice-guy monster, while Cline's nervous Trick reveals real depth in a range of scenes, especially in a wrenching sequence involving aversion therapy. Even Pat knows he crossed a line there, which leads to some rather harshly pointed soul-searching. But is thinking you're doing the right thing a valid excuse? It's no surprise that Trick feels lost, when he's been manipulated in such a deeply personal way. "If Jesus was alive," Trick tells Pat, "he would never forgive you for this." So where this story goes is layered and important, carrying a provocative wallop in its raw take on the subject matter. And while there's horror inherent in the central narrative, it's in the second half when the more cinematic nastiness emerges. And the inventive use of lighting and practical effects is impressive.
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Wolves Against the World Review by Rich Cline | | |||||
dir-scr Quinn Armstrong prd Philip R Garrett, Andrew James Myers with Michael Kunicki, Quinn Armstrong, Jordan Mullins, Jim Azelvandre, Louie Kurtzman, Eric Six, Kat Francis, Kevin Davis, Tyler Hardin, Joey Logan, Cory Monica, Jacob Southwick release US 6.Sep.24 24/US 1h29 Is it streaming? |
For the second in his Fresh Hell trilogy, actor-filmmaker Quinn Armstrong gleefully mixes werewolf movie tropes with heavy metal mayhem. The central theme is racism, and the film jarringly cross-cuts between dramatic scenes, harsh home-video flashbacks and fantastical sequences that get very violent indeed. The choppy construction is hard to make sense of, but it's jarring and violently unsettling as it plays with light, colour and inventive in-camera trickery. Embarrassed about his neo-Nazi past, rock drummer Lou (Kunicki) is trying to make amends, even if he can't afford to remove the swastika tattooed on his back. His sponsor (Azelvandre) encourages him to seek closure, so he heads to rural Ohio to see his old friends, discovering that they too have moved on from their racist views. Or maybe not. Still haunted by a bandmate's shocking death seven years ago, Anders (Armstrong) continues to write music, which sparks Lou's creativity. But he's freaked out by a bizarre shamanic ritual Anders hosts with his men's group. Even if they've changed, these guys still know how to push each others' buttons. There are some intriguing angles to the long bond between Lou and Anders, although the context is so fuzzy that we're never quite sure what Anders is up to now. Very few explanatory details emerge about either the past or the present, so we're left to watch events unfold without understanding why it's building to a gruesome battle. Kunicki is engaging as Lou, who knows he no longer belongs here, but is drawn to hanging out with his old friends. He also remembers how things turned dark and went wrong between them. Armstrong plays Anders as swaggering and confident, although it's unclear why, and the group of men around him are never developed in a meaningful way. So working out who's whom is virtually impossible. "We're all wolves," Anders says, "circling and snapping at each other." There's a question of whether the band's dark music sparks violence or mirrors it in society. And the film's most intriguing angle has to do with friendships between men as attitudes and culture shift and change through the years. The film's enigmatic approach never allows the themes to develop in a particularly meaningful way, but there are plenty of striking ideas and images along the way.
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Dead Teenagers Review by Rich Cline | | |||||
dir-scr Quinn Armstrong prd Philip R Garrett, Andrew James Myers with Jordan Myers, Maya Jeyam, Tony White, Angel Ray, Mary Charles Miller, Chris Hahn, Beau Roberts release US 13.Sep.24 24/US 1h20 Is it streaming? |
Playfully riffing on teen summer movies, Quinn Armstrong's third Fresh Hell movie mixes humour, melodrama and surreal touches to create existential horror. The clever idea is that five isolated teens are only tangentially aware that they're in a scary film, struggling to have agency over their actions. It often feels like a strange inside joke, but this is a fiercely original idea, and it features several outrageously unsettling moments. Staying in a cabin by a lake, obsessive 18-year-old Mandy (Myers) has a crush on athletic dude Ethan (Ray), but he's looking forward to the freedom of going away to university. Her sparky friend Jamie (Jeyam) tries to help Mandy keep her feet on the ground, while also meddling as the soulful Ben (White) pursues romance with Nicole (Miller), a devout Mormon. But something isn't right here: there's a menacing figure (Hahn) lurking outside, and time isn't progressing correctly. Then in the woods Mandy finds a script for a movie called Dead Teenagers. It also becomes immediately clear that the local cop (Roberts) can't help them. As things get increasingly meta, Mandy begins to suspect that they're actually characters in a movie, with nothing more to them than what's on the page. Then when Ethan starts smugly making fun of the script, things take a startling turn. Jamie thinks maybe something in the script can help them move forward, and takes things into her own hands, while Mandy has a go at rewriting the script. The actors skilfully capture the detail of their stereotypes, camping them up while also offering subtly insights. In the central role, Myers nicely plays Mandy as a girl who prefers for others to think that she's dumb, when she's not. Jeyam's no-nonsense Jamie has an even darker edge, willing to push people as needed. While Ray's Ethan is cocky and controlling, Miller makes Nicole an internalised true believer. And White adds emotion as a young man who takes all of this to heart. While clearly made on a very low budget, the film inventively bends the genre, keeping the viewer off balance, with no idea where it might go next. Scenes are packed with odd touches that lead to inexplicable events. As things get increasingly violent and nasty, the film doesn't quite make sense, but Armstrong's approach is so bold that it holds the interest, even when the properly grisly violence begins to feel as gimmicky as the scrambled narrative.
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