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7/9/10

Top Ten Willy Inducing Moments

Andre Dumas, she of the fabulous Horror Digest , recently posted her Top 10 Willy Inducing Moments - scenes from films that just made you shiver or gave you THE WILLIES (get it?)   Well, now the damn thing's gone viral and has infected this very blog.

So, without further ado,  I present my Top 10:

1: Regan MacNeil's Bloody Spinal Tap from The Exorcist:
Masturbating with a crucifix, puking up pea soup and spider walking down the stairs all pale in comparison to the spinal tap scene from The Exorcist.  The cold, clinical doctors; the noisy machines; the flashing x rays ... for some reason, this scene makes my blood run cold. 

2: That effin Homeless Person/ Monster from Mulholland Drive:
Meet the freaky deaky beastie who lives near the dumpster behind Winkie's diner on Sunset Blvd.  He/She/It causes nightmares, heart attacks and releases pint size-senior citizen-demons from paper bags.

3: The Wailing Wall from The Haunting:
Good god, this has got to be one of the most eerie bits featured in a film...a deep voice is heard murmuring softly (with the cadence of a preacher), while a child's whimpering is also heard - eventually the child begins screaming; all the while, the viewer stares at this woodcut wall and notices a strange sort of face (well at least that's what I saw).   Too creepy.

4: That effin Truck from Duel:
I hate trucks.  I hate this truck especially because it kept trying to run poor Dennis Weaver off the road.

5: The Posse Bringing Ben's Body to the Fire from  Night of the Living Dead:
With it's allusion to lynchings, this still from the end credits to Night of the Living Dead, creeps me out more than any damn zombie ever could.

 6: Jack Woltz finds a Horse's Head in his Bed from The Godfather:
It may not be from a horror film, but this scene just ruined me!  I guess Woltz should have forgiven Johnny Fontaine after all.

7: Virginia's about to Give a Big Sting from Spider Baby:
...so your stuck in the window of this creepy old house, and you see this nut case coming at you with a a couple of sharp objects...

8: Mike in The Corner from The Blair Witch Project:
MIIIIKKKEEEEEE!  'nuff said.

9: The Blood Filled Tub and Reaching Hand from The Tingler:
William Castle might have been a big old hack - but this scene scared the bejesus out of me when I was a kid.  It's one of the reasons I love horror films to this day!

10: Samara from The Ring:
Creepy little girls crawling out of wells and television sets always freak me out. 

12/26/09

Two Movies that Rang in the Decade

OK, I am going to move away from the horror aspect of things for a bit and take a look at two films, that, in my humble opinion, ushered in this odd little decade that is just now coming to an end.  While neither of these films can rightly be called "horror" , they do contain some horrific, as well as, fantastic elements ; but most importantly they seemed to be omens of things to come - not just on the screen, but in real life as well.


Just before the dawn of the 2000's a little movie called Fight Club came on the scene.  With its nihilistic vibe all dressed up in homoerotic overtones (buff  boys beating each other into a bloody mess because what they really wanted to do is fuck each other), imaginary alter egos, acts of  terrorism that occur in hopes of crippling the economy; Fight Club spat in the face of polite society and seemingly aimed a clenched fist at a sleeping populace lulled into complacency via Ikea, Martha Stewart and the overall lack of anything meaningful in the life of a consumer driven Idiocracy.


When The Narrator (Edward Norton)  chooses to beat up Angel Face (Jared Leto) because he felt like "destroying something beautiful", it spoke volumes about where we were as humans.  With nothing left to fear, it was time to attack what we loved or admired or even desired.  Obviously The Narrator wanted to remove all sorts of comfort and beauty from his life (as he did by blowing up his condo earlier, as well as leaving his job), - what he desired and what disgusted him seemed to be the same thing - and when he opts to fight Angel Face, he is also attacking someone (something) he probably lusts after.  And in those Metro-sexual years of the late 90's it was hard to tell what guy was playing for what team, so it seems that the line between desire and disgust really was blurred.

Consider then, the final scene of the film when The Narrator and Marla (Helena Bonham Carter) stand holding hands while watching two office buildings come crumbling down.  It's as if we were given a view into the not too distant future when we'd all be sitting passively watching office buildings crumble into a cloud of dust in mid-town Manhattan.  

But were we finally shaken out of our complacency?

***

Early in 2001, David Lynch released his nightmarish attack on Hollywood in the guise of Mulholland Dr.

What starts as a twisted Nancy Drew-like tale of a bright eyed ingenue trying to solve a mystery while she attempts to break into films, soon degenerates into a Wizard of Oz-on-acid trip populated by tortured souls in brightly lit diners, monsters living behind dumpsters, movie studio mobsters, hit-men who are not particularly good at their chosen profession, and an old couple who become miniature cackling daemons.

Like Fight Club, Mulholland Dr. gave us a world where the main character creates an imaginary other she can hold responsible for her misfortune.  While The Narrator in Fight Club could accuse Tyler Durden for everything,  Diane (Naomi Watts) cooked up an alter ego (Betty) as well as a dream world where she could place blame at the feet of everyone except herself for what was wrong in her life (namely that she paid someone to kill the woman she was in love with).

For my money, Diane was the perfect character to usher in a decade that would give us eight years of George Bush and his ilk.  She was the Jane Q. Public who pulled the lever that brought the Village Idiot into power,  twice!  And then sat at night,  nodding her head while watching Fox News, sure that a grand conspiracy was in place -sure that the monster was indeed not only behind the dumpster, but waiting to strike again.

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12/5/09

Things to Dream About in L.A. While You're Dying: Mulholland Drive.


It starts like one of those old Gap Ads - a bunch of crazy kids jitterbugging madly...
 
...and then suddenly, we are high above the glittering jewel of Los Angeles, on Mulholland Drive in a limo...
 
...with a beautiful black haired woman...

...who suddenly finds herself in a bad situation, but is given a left handed gift from the gods in the way of a head on collision...

...which leaves several  cars ruined, several people dead, and our dark haired beauty stunned and bloody.  Dazed, she wanders off into the night, down a hill and onto the streets of L.A. proper.

Police and detectives arrive, they are perplexed. They realize that there is a survivor, but they don't know where he or she has gone.

Meanwhile, our heroine finds refuge in an empty apartment, where she falls asleep and...

...dreams a peculiar dream of two men in a restaurant.  One of the men tells the tale of a dream he had of a monster who lives near the dumpster behind the restaurant.  The two men then go to the back of the restaurant and when the man sees the "creature" ...
 
...he  falls away, seemingly dead from fright.

Phone calls are made...someone is trying to find someone.  "The girl is missing".
 

And then we see a bright eyed beauty who arrives at LAX accompanied by a seemingly sweet older couple who wish the young lady well ...
and when the older couple get in a limo and start grinning malevolently and laughing...something seems terribly wrong...

Welcome to Hollywood.

Our perky blond, Betty, goes to an old, palatial, weed choked apartment complex and meets the landlady, Coco, a flamboyant, tough old broad who welcomes her with open arms.  Seems that Betty is in town to try her hand at acting.  She's just won a dance contest and the world is her oyster.

Once inside the apartment that she is using while her aunt, an actress,  is out of town, she discovers the dark haired woman using the shower.

More strange goings on...

Meanwhile, there's this young director being strong-armed into casting someone against his will to star in a film he's making - said director smashes the windows of the bad guy's car and beats a hasty retreat...
 

...on the other side of town, a rather inept hit-man has killed a few people and stole a book...

...one of his bullets hits a cleaning lady in the ass, "Something bit me bad, mister!" she hisses, before the hit-man kills her.

In spite of everything, Betty still can't believe she's in this "Dream place".

The mystery of the dark haired woman, now dubbed "Rita", deepens when she discovers a major amount of cash in her purse...

...and a rather odd, blue key.

The hit-man is asking questions, he wants to know if anyone has seen a dark haired woman...

...while the director discovers his wife in bed with Billy Ray Cyrus!

The girls decide to put their heads together to solve the mystery of Rita and what happened to her...

...and then one of the loopy tenants shows up at the apartment and when she meets Betty she is all doom and gloom. She say's Betty is not who she claims to be...

...now a cowboy is giving the director an ultimatum.

While Betty goes on an audition and wows 'em...even Chad Everett is impressed...

...since she did so well at her audition, Betty is brought down to the studio where The Sylvia North Story is being shot.  Betty is entranced by the movie magic she sees, but realizes that she still has some sleuthing to do and rushes back to Rita - the two women break into another apartment hoping to discover a clue about Rita's past...

...and find a rotted corpse.

Terrified, Rita and Betty rush home and Rita starts cutting her hair off, before Betty convinces her to don a blond wig as a disguise...



...and the the women go to bed, and make love - seems like our ingenue is not as innocent as she appears...

...and then, in the middle of the night, Rita wakes up and starts speaking in Spanish.  Betty comforts her and soon Rita says that they have to go to Club Silencio, a strange little theater.  Once they arrive, they find an emcee who proclaims,"No hay banda !"  It's all an illusion...and then...

...a woman sings an acapella version of Roy Orbison's Crying, in Spanish - half way through her song, she falls away, much like the man in the restaurant's parking lot did earlier, but the song continues...

...during this, the women discover a blue box in Rita's purse, they hurry home...


...and find that the odd key fits a lock in the box...and then Betty disappears, and so does Rita...and suddenly we are in an empty bedroom.


Betty's "aunt" enters the room as if she's heard a noise, looks around and then walks out.

Now we find a rather skanky looking woman waking up from a troubled dream - wait, it's Betty, or is it?

Soon we discover that the last hour and a half have been nothing but a fevered dream of a troubled young woman named, Diane.  Her Oz-like head trip populated with people she met during her short but not so illustrious stab at show biz ... Coco the landlady is now the bitchy mother of the director who is going to marry Camilla...Camilla, we now know is the real name of the dark haired beauty ... even the cowboy is there (see him in the background?)

Gone is the needy woman with no memory of who she was, in her place is a careless bitch who toys with Diane's emotions at every turn...

...it seems that Diane and Camilla were once lovers,  but as soon as Camilla found the director, she moved on to better her life, leaving Diane bitter, heartbroken and wanting revenge ... so she engages a hit-man (he looks familiar) to kill Camilla...


...he tells her that when she finds this key, the job will be done.  The conversation takes place in the same restaurant from earlier where the two men were discussing the dream of the monster who lives behind the dumpster...

...speaking of which, what's the freaky guy/monster/creature from the dumpster doing with the blue box?


After he puts the box in a paper bag and tosses it aside, the old couple from the airport,( now miniaturized, cackling daemons), emerge from the box and skedaddle on in to the night...

...and appear to Diane, laughing and chasing her through her apartment...

...overcome with guilt for what she did, Diane's nightmare manifests into a sick reality, with the daemons taunting her to madness, driving her to her bedroom...

...where she reaches for a gun...

...and shoot herself in the head...looking just like the body she saw in her dream earlier...

and then we are back at Club Silenco where a blue haired woman sits in a box seat and utters the last line, "Silenco".