Showing posts with label Clive Barker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Clive Barker. Show all posts

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Hellraiser

31 Days of Horror, Part 14
There are nine Hellraiser movies.  Did you know that?  I certainly didn't.  Nine movies?!?  That's just ridiculous, especially when you consider that Speed 2: Cruise Control has out-grossed the entire Hellraiser series at the box office.  Sure, five of the Hellraiser sequels went direct-to-DVD, but being quantifiably less impressive than Speed 2 is still difficult to fathom.  While Hellraiser has not been as financially successful as some of its other horror movie brethren, there has to be some reason they still keep making these movies, right?  Right...?


When you think Hellraiser, you naturally think of Pinhead, the face of the franchise, right?  Well, this is only the first entry in the series, so you're going to have to wait a bit to catch more than a glimpse of him here.  Larry (Andrew Robinson, who looks like the evil cousin of Randy Quaid) and his wife, Julia (Clare Higgins) are moving into a new house.  Well, it's a "new" house; it used to belong to someone in Larry's family, but is now dilapidated.  The house technically belongs to Larry's brother, Frank (Sean Chapman), but nobody has heard from Frank in years; knowing Frank, he's probably dying from syphilis in jail somewhere.  He won't mind if Larry moves in and takes over this fixer-upper, right?  Not so fast.  Larry is missing two crucial pieces of information about Frank.  The first is that Frank had a passionate affair with Julia a few years ago; it was not about love so much as it was about expressing carnal appreciation.
Frank exudes sexuality like...wait...that's Frank?  Really?  Ew.
The other interesting factoid is that Frank is actually living in the house with them.  Sort of.  You see, Frank tired of his lifelong quest for new physical experiences and sexually transmitted diseases; when he learned of a puzzle box that would take his senses to a new plane of existence, he was all in.
Interestingly, he left his pants on
Frank didn't exactly get what he was looking for, though.  The puzzle box opened up some sort of dimensional rift, which allowed the Cenobites to capture him and bring him to their realm.  What is a Cenobite?  They are "explorers of pleasure and pain," and their particular flavor of sadomasochism has transcended the sensory limits of humans.
To put it another way, you won't hear this guy complain about his shoes being too tight
A freak coincidence allows Frank to escape the Cenobite dimension, although not in his typical physical form.  He needs to feed on the blood and organs of others to regain his classic mediocre looks.  Lucky for Frank, Julia can't say no to a pretty face and agrees to lure victims to Frank so he can slowly regenerate himself.
It is explicitly stated that Julia wants to have sex.  With this.  Interesting.
So what's the problem?  Well, Larry is still around, and he probably wouldn't be cool with Julia seducing strangers, murdering them and allowing his nogoodnick brother, Frank, to feast on their remains.  And Larry's daughter from a previous marriage, Kirsty (Ashley Laurence), has started poking her nose into things, too...and she finds this weird puzzle box thing.  I wonder what will happen if she solves it?

There is not a whole lot of acting in Hellraiser.  The main character, I guess, is Ashley Laurence's, and she treats the role like a typical slasher movie part.  And that's fair, given her scenes.  She's not bad, but she's not exactly impressive, either.  Clare Higgins was pretty dreadful as Julia.  It's one thing to play a character that is hopelessly, irrationally in love with someone who asks them to do bad things.  It's another issue entirely when that "someone" looks like they were turned inside-out.  I don't care how much you lust for someone, that is a turn-off; if it's not, I suggest you stop torturing small animals and preemptively turn yourself in before you start murdering transients.  Also, Higgins has to play a woman who is seducing men in the middle of the day, and her "come hither" hairstyle is basically a 1980s version of Bride of Frankenstein?  I just don't get the 80s.  Andrew Robinson typically plays unlikable characters, so I was a bit surprised when he appeared to be a bland but friendly fellow for the first three-quarters of the film; it turns out that he's not quite believable as a nice guy.
This is his "sympathetic" face
The last act throws in a twist and lets him get a little nasty, though, so I think it more or less balances out.  I found it interesting that two actors played Frank.  Sean Chapman played the only-sexy-because-it's-in-the-script "Normal Frank," while Oliver Smith played "Frank the Monster."  Neither was particularly noteworthy, but you've got to give Smith more credit for playing a harder part.  As for Pinhead, Doug Bradley was used sparingly, which allowed him to remain mysterious and creepy.  What else can you ask for in your iconic villain?

Hellblazer was written and directed by Clive Barker.  His direction is a little shaky at times, but he makes up for it with the horror elements.  Basic things, like editing and continuity, are recurring problems; thankfully, they are all fairly minor moments.  The score doesn't help matters much, because it is stereotypical and cheesy.  Barker manages to balance those flaws with some pretty cool horror elements.  The practical effects, for the most part, stand the test of time and are still disturbing.
The face puzzle?  Not so much.
The special effects are unusual and consistently disgusting.  In a movie about torture-porn villains, it only makes sense for the audience to witness all sorts of weird and painful-looking moments.
Barker's attempts to utilize CGI effects did not work as smoothly.  I don't care what is going on in your story, but you should never take characters that look like they could fit in a Lord of the Rings battle scene and have this happen:
Who let John Madden in the editing booth?
 The real problems for Clive Barker occur in the writing department.  From the wretched dialogue to the idiotic character motives, I have a hard time believing that a professional novelist wrote this script.  To give you an idea, here is how Monster Frank convinced Julia to murder people so he could eat them:
1) He told her, "Believe me, it's me."  Bear in mind that this is a different actor's voice we're hearing in this scene, too, since the Frank roles were split between two people.
2) When Julia acts justifiably freaked out, Monster Frank gets annoyed.  He actually cuts her off, saying "Just help me, will ya?"  Oh, when you put it that way, I would love to feed my murder corpses to an ozzing pile of slime and pus.  Oh, wait, I am not a mass murderer, looking for a way to get rid of the bodies.  I am Julia, a dissatisfied housewife.  And I just let Inside-Out Man win me over with promises of sex.
3) ?
4) Profit
And I'm not even going to touch the Joseph Mengelev joke during the dinner party scene.  It's not just the dialogue that is lacking in Hellraiser.   There are some basic plot elements that simply fail to work.  Characters make inexcusably stupid decisions and the plot that has built up over 80 minutes devolves into a chase scene, starring a magical box.  But every time the story takes a wrong turn, it follows up with a scene of unique cinema violence, which almost neutralizes the stupidity with gore.
Pages 87-93 are just this guy dropping the F-bomb over and over

What Hellblazer boils down to is how entertaining it is when there is not blood and gore on the screen versus how good it is when things get icky.  Every horror movie has these filler moments that are typically used to try (and fail) to make the audience care about the characters.  Barker puts effort into these scenes, but they are scripted awkwardly and are fairly dull.  However, when the bizarre/gory scenes occur, they are pretty fun to watch.  The moments that made me squirm the most were fairly basic.  One involves Andrew Robinson cutting his hand on an old nail --- specifically, the suspense that went into that scene --- and the other was how weird it would be for some stranger (Cenobite or not) to put his fingers in my mouth.
Why does this freak me out so much more than eternal torture with hooks and chains?
If Hellraiser had more moments that were unsettling instead of just visually impressive, I would be able to overlook the weak script.  As it stands, the dialogue and plot are pretty miserable, even when you spice things up with the novelty of a torture demon/angel.  Even that is barely enough to make this film worth watching.  It makes me wonder how good the eight sequels are, since they will inevitably have less novelty.  Maybe this series is a metaphor for the puzzle box, and all who watch it are being tortured by the Cenobites of cinema!  Heeey...I think I just pitched the plot to Hellraiser X: Pinhead in Space.

Lord of Illusions

31 Days of Horror, post 12
I have had an odd interest in Lord of Illusions ever since it was released in theaters, back in 1995.  I haven't read the novella that the story is based on.  I am not a fan of Clive Barker's movies.  In fact, the only reason I am aware of this film at all is because it was heavily advertised in the comic books I read as a teen.  At the time, I had never seen a horror movie, but there was something about the title and advertisement that drew me in.  In a way, it was inevitable that I would track Lord of Illusions down and finally watch it.  However, my knowledge of movies in general (and horror movies in particular) immediately points out some potential weak points in this film.  For starters, the villain is the bad guy from Super Troopers and Scott Bakula is neither traveling through time or playing football with Kathy Ireland.  Hmm.  This one might get painful.

Lord of Illusions begins with a statement that there are two types of magic; one is illusions, the other is magic as reality, which can be powerful and make death an illusion.  Which would then be the other type of magic, I guess?  The story opens with a group of friends entering a secluded building in the middle of a desert.  They are there to put an end to Nix (Daniel von Bargen), a cult leader who professes to have magical powers.
Fire is nice, but real magic would give you a longer T-shirt
The interlopers were actually once followers of Nix, but realized that he is evil/batshit crazy, so they decide to kill him.  They don't do a good job, but a fluke of timing and circumstance leaves Nix with a bullet wound in his head and various other perforations.  But he's still not dead, because MAGIC!  The rebel leader, Swann (Kevin J. O'Connor), pulls out a sort of Vic Rattlehead S&M mask and screws it into Nix's face.  Team Killcult then decide to bury Nix so deep no one can ever find him.  Meanwhile, Nix's Number One toadie, Butterfield (played by J. Trevor Edmond and Barry Del Sherman), does his best his best Gamorrean impression.

And all of that was just the prologue!  Jump forward thirteen years and meet Detective Harry D'Amour (Scott Bakula), a hard-boiled private investigator with a nose for the supernatural.  While working another job, Harry stumbles across a dead body and winds up fighting the presumed killer.  It turns out that the corpse is one of the people who helped kill Nix.  When news of his fellow murderer-for-a-good-cause dying reaches Swann, his wife, Dorothea (Famke Janssen), decides to hire Harry to investigate the death because they think that Butterfield and other Nix-lovers are behind the murder.  And hiring a private investigator when you think you know the guilty party is better than telling the police because...?  Oh, and in the future, Swann is the most famous magician in the world.
Now you know where Criss Angel stole his act
Harry agrees to take their case and attends Swann's next magic spectacular with Dorothea.  During the show, something goes wrong and Swann dies.  What's with all the killing?  Well, it seems that Butterfield is trying to resurrect Nix, which naturally means that he is putting the only people who know enough to stop him on their guard.  So what can Harry do?  If you said, "Try to avert the resurrection of a evil warlock," then you might just be on to something.

The acting in Lord of Illusions tends to be a little campy, but isn't too bad.  Scott Bakula was miscast as the grim noir-ish hero; he works against his strengths here, trading his signature everyman charm for pseudo-tough talk.  Famke Janssen deadpans most of her lines and wears inappropriate clothing for most of the film.
...like her Scott Bakula stole
 Kevin J. O'Connor was just plain odd; he did a pretty good job acting like a master magician, but was melodramatic in the rest of the film.  Daniel von Bargen was similarly over the top, but he did look like the product of a man's passionate love for a salamander.
Fact: Evil is moist
In fact, the only actor in the entire movie that I actually enjoyed was Barry Del Sherman.  Of all the cast members, he seemed to flourish the most under this story's campy subtext.  To put that in context, he was the most entertaining actor, despite having a wardrobe that consisted primarily of a leather vest and snakeskin pants.  Oh, and a crushed velvet shirt for the truly special occasion of resurrecting a dead magician.
Because if you're going to dress up, you've gotta go all out

The reason I don't mind the acting in Lord of Illusions is because most of the actors fit the tone of the movie pretty well.  Written and directed by Clive Barker, there are moments in this story that would have fallen completely flat if they were handled with utmost seriousness, but Barker managed to get the actors play their parts (except for Bakula) with a tiny bit of goofiness.  The choice to camp this film up, just a little bit, is what saves it from being dreadful.  This is kind of a film-noir-meets-neon-camp style, if that's a thing.  As far as Barker's direction goes, the acting and sets were a little ridiculous, but I thought the violence and gore we handled pretty well.
The special effects were also pretty imaginative; the digital effects don't look great by today's standards, but they are still clever.  I really liked the weird origami/fire thing that confronts D'Amour after he romances Dorothea.  The practical effects stand the test of time far better.  Some of them were gory, some of them included full costumes, and some were fairly subtle by comparison (like Nix's fingers entering someone's skull), but they all looked pretty good.
Maybe a little silly, too, but that's the price you pay for wearing rubber suits

My biggest problem with Lord of Illusions was Clive Barker's writing.  The story is inherently melodramatic, so I'm glad that he added some camp into his script.  That doesn't forgive the poor focus or logic.  It is obvious that Scott Bakula's character, Harry D'Amour, is the main character in the film.  He gets top billing and is the point of view character for the audience to identify with as the story gets progressively weirder.  And yet, Barker spends a lot of time making Kevin J. O'Connor look like a mysterious bad-ass.  Heck, this story doesn't even adhere to the basic idea of having the main character play the hero; D'Amour is an observer when it comes down to Swann vs. Nix.  I also don't understand the magicians in this film.  Swann kills Nix and buries him, but is afraid that Nix may someday return from the grave.  Shouldn't the script at least mention why dismembering Nix's remains and/or cremating him is not an option?  And if you're going to hide a body in a desert, shouldn't it be harder to find?  It seemed as though that was the easy part for Butterfield to accomplish.  And what was up with Nix's followers?
"Join us and get a free Summer haircut"
I can understand a charismatic guy leading a cult and convincing them to do many things.  I find it hard to believe that the exact same people would all re-enlist in the cult after thriteen years of not having a charismatic leader to guide them.  Sure, some would return, but everyone seems pretty unlikely.  And I can't comment on this movie without pointing out Nix's stated goal that earned him a cult following: "I was born to murder the world.  You can help me if you like."  Okay, one: that's a pretty awesome villain line.  Two: wait, what?!?

Lord of Illusions doesn't quite work as a straight horror film or a campy one, but balances uncomfortably between the two genres.  The strangest thing about Lord of Illusions is that it is not difficult to sit through; the sum of it's odd parts is actually halfway decent.  I have an idea.  Instead of remaking classic horror movies, filmmakers should look at a movie like this, one that has good moments but got the big picture wrong, and update this.  I can imagine a version of Lord of Illusions that falls a lot closer to Angel Heart than Dracula A.D. 1972.  Then, maybe, we could enjoy a horror movie about magic that isn't mediocre at best.