The Dead Don’t Die


I couldn’t resist when I heard that Jim Jarmusch was making a zombie movie, I knew I had to see it. Seeing the mixed reactions to it made me want to see it even more. Personally, I really enjoyed it but I can see why people wouldn’t like it.
The movie stars Bill Murray as Police Chief Cliff Robertson with Adam Driver and Chloe Sevigny as Officer Ronnie Peterson and Officer Mindy Morrison. They work in a very small town and usually respond to minor events like Hermit Bob (Tom Waits) stealing Farmer Miller’s (Steve Buscemi) chickens. Over the course of a couple of days they realize that something’s amiss in their town. The animals are acting strangely and daylight saving’s time seems to have the sun setting way too late. This environmental weirdness, strongly hinted to have been caused by polar fracking, cause the dead to rise. The narrative is bookended by Hermit Bob, who exists as an outsider from the town who notices the environmental weirdness and manages to not be attacked by the zombies.

The movie is a slow-burner, with at least 45 minutes taken to establish the strange residents of this small town. The emphasis is on characterization, not necessarily fast-paced zombie mayhem like 28 Days Later or the Dawn of the Dead remake. There’s definitely zombie mayhem and the effects look quite good, there’s just a strong focus on characters’ reactions to the zombies. If you want a fast pace then this movie might not be for you.
What I liked about this movie is what a strong homage it felt like to George Romero, especially Night of the Living Dead. The font of the title card is very similar to the font used on the Night of the Living Dead posters. When Zoe, Jack, and Zack (Selena Gomez, Austin Butler, and Luka Sabbat) arrive in town on a road trip they show up on a lonely country road in a Pontiac LeMans, the same model car that Barbara and Johnny drive in Night of the Living Dead. We see the first two zombies at the cemetery–Coffee Zombie One and Coffee Zombie Two, played by Iggy Pop and Sara Driver–like in Night of the Living Dead.

There’s even a naked zombie showing their butt, like in Night of the Living Dead.
The anti-consumption message is closer to the original Dawn of the Dead. Aside from living flesh, the zombies mostly want what they liked best in real life, whether that’s chardonnay, Xanax, candy, or wi-fi. The zombies can speak like in Return of the Living Dead but they mostly just mutter about what they want. It’s interesting that Hermit Bob, a man with few possessions, manages to exist above the scuffle. He’s living a life like Thoreau in the woods. He even scavenges a copy of Moby Dick, a book about obsession and destructive consumption. He has this dialogue that sums up the anti-consumption philosophy, and it’s the most Tom Waits-sounding line of dialogue ever.

Now, the part of the movie that I think people are either going to love or hate. It’s meta as hell, to the point that one character knows it’s a movie and it’s hinted that they know what will happen throughout the whole movie. There are also characters that are familiar with the horror genre and know what to do based on movies. It felt like Scream, in a way. That’s actually something I really like. It’s weird to me watching a show like The Walking Dead where the characters never reference zombie lore. Does it just exist in a universe with no zombie stories? If you want a straightforward movie about fighting zombies without commentary about narrative or storytelling then this might not be the movie for you. If you like thinking about how stories are told and you also happen to like zombies, then I think you’ll like this movie.
If you like indie movies then you might like this movie. The town feels like it’s slightly removed from reality or like it exists in a dimension slightly next to ours. It has a very Ghost World feel, where it’s like it’s slightly outside of our current time. What’s weird though is that in a lot of zombie media lately, people instantly become heroic. Everyone is like a Ripley. In this movie, people are weak and scared. That somehow feels more realistic, even in the strange reality of the movie.
What first caught my eye about this movie was when I heard about the cast. They really do an outstanding job, even in small roles. It doesn’t feel like their presence distracts from the storytelling. I especially loved RZA as Dean the delivery man, Danny Glover as Hank the hardware store owner, Carol Kane as the chardonnay zombie, and Steve Buscemi as the racist farmer Miller. Tilda Swinton is also delightful as the unusual samurai sword-wielding mortician, Zelda Winston. Her character is so strange, it’s a good thing that she’s used sparingly.
Ultimately, if you go into this looking for a straightforward zombie movie then I think you’re going to be disappointed. I was surprised to hear that Jarmusch was making a zombie movie because it seems like the zombie fad is ebbing and what’s coming out is low quality or trying to capitalize on The Walking Dead’s popularity. This isn’t really a regular zombie movie, it’s more like a commentary on zombie movies and the motivations behind making them. If you go into the movie with an open mind about what kind of story a zombie movie can be then I think you’ll like it.

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Office Killer

I remember reading Fight Club when I was in college, not long after the movie came out. I really like the book and the movie but I’ve always wished for a similar story about women. It makes sense that the novel/movie are so focused on men, they’re stories about toxic masculinity, but I’ve always wanted something similar that showed the many ways that women are dissatisfied with their lives. I don’t mean the many serious works of literature, I wanted something gory and funny. I think I may have found something close with 1997’s slasher Office Space directed by subversive feminist photographer Cindy Sherman.

If you’re not familiar with Cindy Sherman, she’s a photographer who’s been active since the seventies. Her most famous works are probably her Untitled Film Stills series. Cindy dresses herself up for much of her work and embodies different female characters. She’s been criticized for the provocative nature of some of her work, which some feminists view as unnecessarily sexual. My interpretation is that she’s trying to skewer different media portrayals of women. Office Killer is her full-length film debut.
The movie stars Carol Kane as Dorine, possibly the most put-upon woman on earth.

She’s the caretaker of her disabled mother. Their relationship is strained due to how the mother reacted to the knowledge that Dorine’s father was molesting her. Dorine works at Constant Consumer magazine where she’s the butt of jokes for her quirky style and odd mannerisms. Her job is her only life outside of home when she’s downsized and forced to work part-time from home.
She accidentally kills her boss, Gary (David Thornton) when he gets a little too handsy with her but she soon discovers that killing her coworkers is a way to make her life more bearable. She adds a butane cartridge to the asthma inhaler of Virginia (Barbara Sukowa), the editor-in-chief that can’t even remember her name even though she’s worked there for sixteen years.

As Dorine kills more and more the murders become more graphic and we find out what she’s doing with the bodies–she’s built a macabre little assemblage in her basement of dead bodies. She creates a dream office staff that’s really a family. This is reminiscent of Sherman’s own work, where she creates microcosms of the world around her.


Dorine’s spree ends with the murder of Norah (Jeanne Tripplehorn), a coworker that befriended Dorine but who was also embezzling money from the magazine. Dorine sets her house on fire and the last we see of her she has new blonde hair and is driving away with Norah’s head in a bag and a wanted ad for a job looking for a new office manager.

I was mostly interested in the cinematography of this movie since Cindy Sherman is most well-known as a photographer. Most of the set involving Dorine’s house reminded me of Sherman’s “Untitled #96.” Dorine’s house is very warm-colored and might have been fashionable around 1971. It looks like a perfect slice of suburbia but hides disturbing abuse.

“Untitled #96”
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There’s also a loneliness to the subject of “Untitled #96” that reminds me of Dorine.
There’s a sensibility to the movie that’s reminiscent of her still work, whether it’s the stifling montage of suburban life seen from the point of view of Gary’s wife, or office bitch Kim (Molly Ringwald) silhouetted in cool light like a noir femme-fatale.



This movie also has one of the coolest title sequences I’ve ever seen with the title and names projected in light over dark backgrounds.


What struck me about this movie is how much of this cast is women. The main leads are all women and the men aren’t seen much except as Dorine’s victims. That’s an interesting reversal for the genre where it’s usually women chased by a man. Carol Kane really brings Dorine to life in a performance that’s sinister and funny.
If Fight Club is a story about the toxic aspects of masculinity then Office Killer is about female anger that goes unexplored. When women get angry they’re stereotyped as on the rag or hysterical. Dorine has very legitimate rage that I think a lot of women could relate to. She was sexually abused and then blamed for her own abuse and then has to be the caretaker of the women that allowed the abuse to happen. She’s overlooked at work, despite being the most competent, except to be made fun of. The movie also skewers the dull conformity of corporate culture. Dorine looks different but turns out to be actually talented when given a chance, too bad the chance is sixteen years too late. Her bosses start to respect her work but Dorine is already on her killing spree by the time she’s recognized.
This movie isn’t necessarily scary but it’s gross and fun. Dorine’s spree is cathartic and there are some truly fun, gross moments, like when Dorine plays with the severed, blackened, decomposing hands of one of her coworkers. Honestly, there were some pacing issues and some parts dragged but at a little over an hour and twenty minutes long the movie doesn’t overstay its welcome. It has that kind of vintage feel that a lot of indie movies from the late 90s had, like Welcome to the Dollhouse, But I’m a Cheerleader, and Ghost World. There’s this really cheerful, quirky string music on the score that adds to this feel.
This movie feels quite overlooked and undiscussed so it’s really worth seeing since it’s a hidden gem.

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Death Bed: The Bed that Eats

Happy New Year, Happy 2019! I’m back with the amazing cult classic Death Bed: The Bed that Eats, directed by George Barry in 1972. This movie took five years to finish and at the end of that he couldn’t find a distributor. You may have heard of the movie because Patton Oswalt discusses it on his Werewolves and Lollipops album.

A bootleg was made from a copy that Barry gave to a someone who was looking to buy the rights for the UK and this circulated on VHS until Barry discovered that people had seen the movie while he was browsing the internet. The movie got a proper release in 2003 when Cult Epics released it on DVD. That’s the edition I have. It’s incredibly bare bones, it has the movie, an interesting intro with George Barry discussing how the movie got made, and some liner notes.
The title is accurate, this is a movie about an evil bed that devours anything hapless enough to be on it.

People seem to get sucked into the bed where it’s full of acid that turns them into skeletons and they just kind of disappear.

Food that’s left on the bed is eaten and returned as cores and chicken bones and empty bottles.

The movie is narrated by the ghost of a consumptive artist that was devoured by the bed and is now trapped behind a painting (Really a poster tacked on the wall of a drawing by the artist Aubrey Beardsley).

In fact, I think the artist is supposed to be Aubrey Beardsley, he did die of consumption.
We’re introduced to the bed as a couple stumbles upon the building it’s in while hiking. They lay down, start to make out, and the bed devours them.
Next we meet Diane (Demene Hall) and her friends.

Diane is just too cool. She’s sarcastic and funny, drives a cool car, and basically puts up a better fight against the evil bed than anyone else.
Diane’s borrowing the house to get out of the city and her two friends are with her–the weird, neurotic Suzan (Julie Ritter) and Sharon (Rosa Luxemburg). Oddly enough, the bed fears Sharon. We find out the bed’s history from the artist–a demon spirit lived in a tree and fell in love with a woman. It assumed the shape of a man and created a bed. It accidentally killed the woman when it tried to make love to her. It wept tears of blood on the bed and returned to its tree. The blood is the power behind the death bed. It’s strongly implied that the bed has committed unspeakable evil over time, there’s even spinning newspapers and old-timey footage with blood.

The bed kills Suzan and Diane but Sharon may have the power to stop its evil. Her unnamed brother (William Russ, credited as Rusty Russ) tries to stab the bed and, in the greatest part of this movie or possibly any movie ever made, ends up with these skeleton hands.


This movie is bananas in an artistic, surreal way that I think was really popular in the seventies. It’s not perfectly filmed–there’s a lot of day shot for night, and it’s frequently hard to see the faces of the leads if the shot isn’t a closeup. The transfer itself isn’t great and everything is very dark. There’s minimal dialogue, instead there’s a lot of internal monologues that was done in ADR. But there’s something charming about it that I absolutely loved. I’ve seen a lot of love lately for Messiah of Evil that I don’t really get. I think this is infinitely more watchable. It has a good sense of humor and works if you don’t take it too seriously. Also, with a run time of 80 minutes it doesn’t overstay its welcome.
It’s not really gory or scary. There are some gross moments with the bed digesting things, the yellow foam just looks really unpleasant. There are some shots that I thought were really cool. Honestly, I wish we’d seen more movies from Barry. I think his vision was genuinely cool and unique, and he could make something good with practice and an actual budget.



This may be the most loving review of Death Bed: The Bed that Eats ever written. At least the movie gave me this moment.

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The Legend of Sleepy Hollow (1980)

A couple of weeks ago, my Twitter feed exploded as people realized that there was a 1980 made-for-tv movie called The Legend of Sleepy Hollow starring a young Jeff Goldblum. People were really into the sultry VHS cover. I really can’t blame them, I was fascinated by it too.

If you know me then you know I’m a sucker for tv movies and I love Jeff Goldblum so I thought this would be a match made in made-for-tv heaven! The verdict? I guess I was just naïve to think that NBC would show a decapitation in a movie from 1980 that I’m pretty sure was filmed using old Little House on the Prairie sets.
Here’s a rundown of “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow” by Washington Irving, for everyone who’s unfamiliar with the story. Washington Irving wrote it in 1820, it’s a good example of early American literature that isn’t a religious sermon. Ichabod Crane is a nervous and superstitious school master who moves to Sleepy Hollow, a town near Tarry Town (This is based on a real place, Tarrytown, in the Hudson River Valley). He competes with Brom Bones, a popular man in town, for the hand of the beautiful Katrina Van Tassel. Brom Bones plays a series of pranks on Ichabod Crane. The Headless Horseman is the ghost of a Hessian soldier from the Revolutionary War that lost his head to a cannonball. The story culminates with Ichabod Crane seeing what he presumes to be the horseman and there’s a big chase as he tries to outrun the horseman to the covered bridge and then he disappears.
There are certain tropes essential to the story. Nervous Ichabod Crane, a headless horseman, a flaming pumpkin head, and a covered bridge. This tv movie only delivers the nervous Ichabod Crane.
Jeff Goldblum is basically the high point of this movie and is at Peak Goldblumyness as the stammering, nervous Crane. Interestingly enough, he also happens to be a skeptic, which is unusual for the story. He’s usually superstitious, the only other skeptical Ichabod Crane I remember is Johnny Depp’s Crane in Tim Burton’s Sleepy Hollow.
The movie is heavy on physical comedy. When we first meet Crane he’s instantly treed by some dogs that belong to Brom Bones.

I’m sorry for the screencap quality. I found a version of the movie on YouTube and it has all the original ads, so these are screencaps of a transfer of a 38-year-old VHS.
Brom Bones is played by Dick Butkus. That’s kind of amazing. He instantly dislikes Crane and makes it his mission to torment him. Brom Bones has driven out every school master to arrive in Sleepy Hollow and the people basically believed that he killed the prior school master, Winthrop Palmer (Michael Ruud). I have no clue why the people of Sleepy Hollow tolerate this shit, I guess they’re okay with their children being illiterate.

Meg Foster of They Live is Katrina Van Tassel.

She’s basically stringing Brom Bones along and, honestly, is kind of mean.
The problem with this movie is that it spends more time on the love triangle (Or quadrilateral, I guess) between Katrina, Brom, Ichabod, and Thelma Dumkey (Laura Campbell), Katrina’s rival, than it does on anything remotely scary. Brom likes Katrina, Katrina kind of likes him until she falls for Ichabod, Ichabod likes Katrina who gets over her initial dislike of Ichabod, and Thelma likes Brom. A lot of time is spent with Thelma’s father trying to convince Ichabod Crane to marry her.
There’s also a lot of time spent on Winthrop Palmer.
It turns out he’s not as dead as the people of Sleepy Hollow thought he was (Seriously, why are people okay with this?) He’s just insane and is producing some of the activity that the people attribute to ghosts.
You know what all this time devoted to love triangles and insane former school masters means? There’s very little time devoted to the Headless Horseman. The Headless Horseman (When it isn’t Brom Bones or a kid accidentally pranking Ichabod) has maybe thirty seconds of screen time.
Do you like movies with three sets? Then this is the movie for you. We get to see the school-house, Squire Van Tassel’s (James Griffith, one of the high points of this movie) estate, and a church. I’m pretty sure that the sets and the music were recycled from Little House on the Prairie. The music doesn’t match the action except at the last chase, that’s the only point I noticed where the music was really good.
I love a good tv movie and I try to be understanding of budgetary constraints and tv standards that can limit what can be shown but this movie is just missing so many essentials of the Legend of Sleepy Hollow. It’s not scary, not even a little spooky. The pacing isn’t great and the version I watched was over an hour and forty minutes with the ads. A very slow hour and forty minutes until the last five minutes. There isn’t even a covered bridge chase. This movie is just missing so many Sleepy Hollow elements.
I wanted to like this so much more than I did. I honestly can’t even recommend this for kids because I think they’d be bored. You can show little kids the really good Disney cartoon The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr. Toad. That was one of my favorites when I was little and I think that influenced my love of horror. If they’re older you can just show them Tim Burton’s Sleepy Hollow. I’d say to watch this for Jeff Goldblum and the novelty only if you’re a tv movie completist like me. Here’s a link if you’re really interested. It has all the old ads which is kind of fun, until the political ads start, then everything starts to feel a little Roger and Me. There are also constant reminders of the Iran Hostage Crisis.

Anyway, I know the real reason anybody is reading this–to see pictures of Jeff Goldblum in a tricorner hat. Here you go.

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Halloween (2018)

“There are three choices when you’re traumatized–die from it, run from it, or face it.” Jamie Lee Curtis, 92Y, October 7, 2018
I was very lucky to be able to see an advance screening of the new Halloween with a talkback with Jamie Lee Curtis and director David Gordon Green that was moderated by Rolling Stone‘s David Fear. I’m working really hard to keep this review as spoiler-free as possible. I’m not going to discuss specific events, but be careful reading this if you want to go into the movie blind. Most of what I reference is information you could get from the trailers.

The movie is set forty years after the original Halloween. It’s a direct sequel, the events from Halloween II aren’t referenced and don’t exist in this universe. Jamie Lee Curtis returns as Laurie Strode. Her relationship with her daughter, Karen (Judy Greer) is strained by what happened to her forty years ago, although she’s close with her granddaughter, Allison (Andi Matichak). The movie follows three generations of Strode women dealing with the escape of Michael Myers (Nick Castle reprises his role with James Jude Courtney).
Halloween: H20 had Laurie Strode faking her death and changing her name to hide from Michael Myers. This iteration has her prepared to face Michael.
This is a movie about trauma and obsession in the guise of a slasher movie. The fates of Laurie and Michael, as victim and victimizer, are intimately linked. It’s a movie about how you move on from trauma. Laurie has chosen a proactive approach, that isn’t necessarily healthy (Although I also strongly agree, that Michael Myers is a threat as long as he’s alive). Her entire life revolves around fighting Michael to the point that her relationship with her daughter is strained and her whole family is used to her obsession.  People who have been victimized know the fear that they may never be safe again as long as their abuser is alive.  In a way, Laurie is the new Dr. Loomis. People didn’t listen to him either and thought he was being hyperbolic about Michael Myers.
The main point is that a legacy of trauma never goes away when you’re dealing with interpersonal violence, it just changes hands. The effects get passed down from generation to generation. Laurie calls Michael Myers the Boogeyman but he’s a way to show how sometimes random, awful violence just happens to people who happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. There’s no attempt to explain or rationalize Michael Myers, although Dr. Sartain (Haluk Bilginer) thinks he’s up to the task as Loomis’ protegé. What I appreciate is that the filmmakers chose to eliminate the sibling connection between Laurie and Michael. He’s not targeting his sister, she was a stranger the first time he tried to kill her. It’s just random, horrifying violence and Laurie Strode was just at the wrong place at the wrong time.
The other message of the movie is that monsters don’t always stay dead and you shouldn’t dredge up the past unless you’re prepared to face it. In the movie, two true crime filmmakers (played by Rhian Rees and Jefferson Hall) try to interview Michael. Narratively, they serve to inform the audience of the past events (Why haven’t you seen Halloween already? Go home and watch it right now) but they’re also a catalyst. I’m not sure if it’s on purpose but I think this can be seen as a critique of true crime culture. I read a lot of true crime but I never listen to podcasts and rarely watch the documentaries on Netflix because they seem really salacious and it’s like they forget that there are actual victims of the killers they talk about and that the families of the victims are still alive.
Watching the movie in the context of the political events of the last two years in my country felt very cathartic. Now, I know some of you are going to be saying, “Keep politics out of horror!” Horror and politics are linked, whether you like it or not, since filmmakers are influenced by what’s happening around them. You can take a gross movie like Street Trash and see the commentary about the homeless in it. Watch They Live and tell me it isn’t about politics. Look at this shot from Silence of the Lambs and tell me it’s not a comment on who gets to be in the FBI.

Whether the filmmakers meant to or not, they have an entire film about a victim confronting their abuser that happened to be released at a time when we’re having a nationwide conversation about confronting abusers. Jamie Lee Curtis herself has noted Laurie Strode’s resemblance to Christine Blasey Ford. If you’re a woman who’s tired of seeing victims being treated like they’re crazy or had it coming, then this movie is going to feel good. It’s a profoundly feminist movie in its commentary about how female victims are dismissed as crazy or hysterical.
I’ve seen on my Twitter feed how some fans are worried about the quality of this movie as part of the Halloween franchise. It picks up very respectfully from the original.
The first thing I noticed was the presence of Dr. Loomis, Donald Pleasence. He isn’t brought back with CGI, thank god. You see him in courtroom sketches and hear his voice in a way that is very respectful to someone who was such a huge presence in the series.
The Halloween theme returns but the music is like variations on a theme, without being just a replay of the original music.
There are callbacks to the original that I appreciated. Michael has a damaged eye, left over from the original. P.J. Soles plays a teacher. There are shots that are composed in a way that’s similar to the original but also different and that’s all I can say without spoiling the delight, you’ll know them when you see them. Certain lines reflect past dialogue. There’s one really spectacular tracking shot early in Michael’s killing spree that’s incredibly beautiful and reminiscent of how revolutionary the original Michael Myers POV shots were. There’s a true sense of menace. According to David Gordon Green, it took eleven takes to perfect and the craftsmanship shows. It’s the kind of shot you reference when you’re arguing with someone who says horror isn’t art.
The movie is set in the present but there’s a vaguely seventies feel to the set decoration and costuming. Not overwhelming but enough to remind the viewer that the original was set in the late seventies.
I think it differs from the original because it’s more gory. Michael finds his knife after escaping but he’s willing to kill people with hammers or just bash their heads in with his bare hands. There’s something more intimate about bashing someone’s head in or choking them to death with your own two hands as opposed to using a weapon. It makes the violence more intimate and scary. There’s also more of a sense of humor in this one than the original. I appreciate a horror movie that tempers horror with humor since real life is so often scary and funny at the same time. In the end, I strongly recommend this movie.
Jamie Lee Curtis was amazing at the talkback. Here’s my very blurry far-away picture that I took.

I’ve been to a lot of talkbacks with authors and actors and you can tell when someone is just going through the motions. She was spontaneous, funny, tough, and vulnerable at the same time. It was a treat hearing her talk about why she decided to work on the original Halloween–because Laurie was on every page of the script and the t.v. shows she was working on at the time were lucky to have a single line for a woman per episode. She also spoke appreciatively about John Carpenter writing a role in The Fog for her. What she’d have people take away from the character of Laurie Strode is never give up. That’s what I have always taken from her. There weren’t a lot of widely known women superheroes when I was growing up so Final Girls are a big deal for me.

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The VVitch


I’m so lucky that I managed to remain relatively spoiler-free about The VVitch, Robert Eggers’ 2015 directorial debut. I was so excited when I saw it on Netflix’s Recently Added list. I may have screamed when I saw it. And I loved it from the moment that amazing title card popped up.
The movie takes place in 17th century New England. It’s spoken entirely in Jacobean English. I watched the movie with subtitles but I watch most movies with captions on since I’m secretly 80-years-old. William (Ralph Ineson, aka Dagmer Cleftjaw on Game of Thrones) and his family are exiled from the Puritan plantation they live in over a difference in interpretation of Scripture.

The family leaves the Plantation, hopeful that they’ll be settling God’s chosen land. Things go well at first. The mother, Katherine (Kate Dickie, another Game of Thrones actor, who played Lysa Arryn) even gives birth to a baby.

Their eldest daughter, Thomasin (Anya Taylor-Joy) is watching baby Samuel when he goes missing. They search the woods for a week but never find him. Meanwhile, we see a witch slaughtering a baby and making a balm of its fat.
Tensions rise as Katherine is increasingly hostile towards Thomasin. Their harvest isn’t good and William is trying to trap animals to supplement their meager stores. Caleb (Harvey Scrimshaw), their oldest son, goes missing while in the woods trapping with Thomasin. It’s impossible for the family to not notice that all these bad things are happening when Thomasin is around. Caleb had their only gun and horse so the family is truly in danger now. Thomasin is the one who finds Caleb, insensible and babbling about witches. Their creepy younger siblings, Mercy (Ellie Grainger) and Jonas (Lucas Dawson) accuse Thomasin of bewitching them and making them forget their prayers.

The lack of supplies and death of Caleb pushes the family to its breaking point. I don’t want to give too much away about whether or not there really is a witch and who the witch could be.
The number one thing that struck me about the movie was the cinematography. It made me really grateful that I took some art history classes because scenes frequently reflected 17th century Dutch paintings and 17th century woodcarvings. This may be accidental. The use of light is a major trademark of Dutch painting and, according to the cinematographer, the movie was lit primarily with natural light. Anyway, here are some shots that I though resembled the works of Rembrandt and Vermeer.

This scene of the Governor and prominent men of the plantation judging William and his family reminded me of the painting “Syndics of the Draper’s Guild” by Rembrandt.


There’s this popular image of the Puritans wearing all black clothes. This idea came from the fact that so many portraits are of prominent people wearing their best clothes. I appreciate that the family in this movie wears colored clothes and it’s just the Governor and his colleagues in what are probably their best clothes.
Here’s a shot of the family leaving the plantation.

The light and clouds resembles Rembrandt’s “The Stone Bridge.”

This shot of Thomasin at work reminds me of Vermeer’s “The Milkmaid” because of the lighting and “Portrait of a Young Woman” because of the way Thomasin is looking at the viewer.



I’m not saying these pictures were consciously used to influence the look of the film, but I think the filmmakers may have had these pictures in the back of their mind as they formulated the look and feel of the movie.
That being said, Eggers has stated how influenced he was by the works of Goya. I think “Witches’ Sabbath (The Great He-Goat)” is a clear influence for Black Phillip, the creepy black goat that Mercy and Jonas whisper to and sing about.

“Black Phillip, Black Phillip, king of sky and land…”


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I don’t want to post screencaps from the movie because I want you to be surprised but I think the engravings of Durer and de Gheyn II influenced the look of the possible witches.

“The Witch” by Albrecht Dürer
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“Witches’ Sabbath” by Jacques de Gheyn II
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The shots are frequently very symmetrical until the end, when the movie becomes very chaotic. Thomasin is frequently the focus which makes sense since so many characters are focused on figuring out if she’s truly the witch or not. Here are some shots that I liked.






So, are there really witches in the woods tormenting this family? The ending is somewhat ambiguous for me, only because of this one detail I noticed. At one point, the father is holding up an ear of corn. It looked funny. I thought it was just Indian corn but then I thought it might be ergot, the fungus that’s blamed for much of the witch trials.
The thing to remember about this movie is that regardless if there really are supernatural forces afflicting the family, they truly believe they’re afflicted. They’re in dire straights, without enough supplies and winter is coming.

There’s an eerie hare that seems to appear whenever there’s misfortune.

They believe that even one misstep can cause them to lose favor in God’s eyes. They’re part of a faith where even baby Samuel may be doomed to Hell because he’s unbaptized and everyone is born with sin. Consider this, at one point Caleb lies to his mother, telling her that he was in the woods looking for an apple tree. Then, when Caleb is having a fit, he coughs up an entire apple. Is this a reminder to him and his family that lying is a sin? That God has indeed turned his back on them?

Aside from the cinematography, the movie features an incredibly strong performance by Anya-Taylor Joy. You can’t help but be drawn in as the conflict with her family grows.
What really helps keep this movie tense is the amazing score. It mixes choral chants with traditional instruments. Some of the drumming resembles the Japanese drumming in season two of Hannibal.
While not necessarily scary, the movie is incredibly tense. It’s beautiful and not like any other movie in the genre except maybe Häxan.

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Hereditary

I have thought long and hard about how to write this post. I went into Hereditary completely blind, I just knew that my Twitter feed was exploding about this movie. When I left the theater, I realized a spoiler-free review would just read, “I liked it. It was good.” So, beware, there are spoilers yonder. I hate to tell people not to read my words, but it was so great seeing this movie with no clue what was going to happen. If you haven’t seen the movie and don’t want to read spoilers, then turn back! Or else Spoiler Pirate Cat will make you walk the plank. Seriously, spoilers will be happening below the picture of the cat!

Hereditary is directory Ari Aster’s feature-length debut. Briefly, the movie is like if The Exorcist had a baby with Rosemary’s Baby and The Wicker Man.


Toni Collette stars as Annie Graham, a miniature artist who makes models based on her life. I swear, if Toni Collette doesn’t get ALL the awards this season, I’m going to riot.

The movie opens with the death of Annie’s mother and the uncomfortable eulogy that Annie gives, where she’s straightforward about what a contentious and secretive woman her mother was.

Gabriel Byrne plays her husband, Steve, who’s just trying to hold the family together. Alex Wolff (John Backderf in My Friend Dahmer) plays their son, Peter, and Milly Shapiro plays their daughter, Charlie. Charlie is mildly mentally disabled.
While at a grief counseling session, Annie lays out her family’s legacy of mental illness. Her father starved himself to death in a fit of depression induced psychosis, her brother was bipolar and killed herself. In his suicide note, he accused their mother of trying to put people in him. Annie’s mother was diagnosed with disassociative identity disorder and dementia in her final days.
I love the theme of grief in this movie because, at least in western culture, it’s not something we speak about frequently. This goes double for complicated grief, when the bereaved had a fraught relationship with the deceased. How do you mourn someone that you don’t like, let alone love? Especially when society tells you that this person is someone you’re supposed to love more than most other people. As someone who’s studied death and grieving, complicated grief is some of the most difficult grief to deal with.
What I like about this movie is that Annie isn’t necessarily a sympathetic character. She’s not reaching out to her family and crying or doing anything that we associate with sympathetic feminine grief. Instead, she throws herself into her work, recreating her struggles with her mother in miniature. There’s a brittle anger to her that reminds me of Amelia from The Babadook. I like it. I’ll almost always support a movie with a mother who isn’t perfect.
Peter gets invited to a party. Annie insists that he take Charlie, even though it’s clear that neither one of them want her to go. Charlie has a severe allergic reaction to cake with nuts in it. She dies in an incredible freak accident while Peter drives her to the hospital. This scene is one of the most brutal scenes I’ve ever seen in a movie, even though it’s mostly bloodless. I don’t want to go too deeply into it, let me just say it isn’t her allergy that kills her. Peter hides in bed instead of calling 911 or telling his parents. Annie finds Charlie dead in the car. The audience doesn’t see this but hears her reaction as she goes down to the car and finds the body. It’s one of the most emotionally raw scenes I’ve experienced in a movie.
The family is irreparably shattered from this moment. It’s clear that Peter and Annie blame each other and, if we’re being realistic, they both own some of the blame. Charlie didn’t even want to go to the party, Annie basically forced her to go. And one of the last things Annie said to her was to call her an idiot. Peter was driving while high. This leads to another, incredibly uncomfortable scene, where Annie and Peter basically lay bare their anger and resentment of each other.
If the movie cut out any mention of the supernatural, it would still be a tense domestic drama. Annie tries grief counseling again where she befriends Joan (Ann Dowd). Joan tells her about a method to contact the other side and Annie becomes consumed by trying to reach out to Charlie. She thinks she’s reached her but the spirit’s actions are increasingly malevolent, especially towards Peter. Has she really reached Charlie and does the girl’s spirit just want vengeance for her death? Or has she reached something older and more dangerous? The last fifteen minutes of this movie are absolutely insane. Let’s just say that grandma was involved in something deeply evil that ruins not only her husband and son’s lives, but also the lives of Annie’s entire family. Let’s also say, that Charlie’s accident isn’t so much a freak accident, as it was probably orchestrated by grandma. Evil wins in this movie and it’s not at all like the end of The Wicker Man, when Sergeant Howie is such a jerk that you don’t feel bad about what happens to him. Not one, but two families are destroyed by the grandmother’s actions.
This movie is a slow-burner. Don’t go into this expecting a very fast pace. It’s very subdued and domestic until Charlie dies. That being said, the movie is incredibly tense. Don’t expect jump scares galore, it’s more like you become very invested in this family and everything that happens to them becomes a devastating blow. The score heightens the tension, ranging from a traditional orchestral score, to low drumming like a heartbeat, to silence punctuated by the clucking noise Charlie would make.
Aside from grief, the movie’s major theme is how much of a burden it can be dealing with a terminally ill or mentally ill/disabled loved one. This is doubly difficult when you don’t particularly love the loved one. Annie is clearly overwrought and exhausted by the time her mother dies. There’s a strong chance her family would have fallen apart even without the supernatural influence.
The visuals remind me of The Exorcist, especially towards the end when Annie is possessed. The way she moves in her white outfit is reminiscent of Regan MacNeil. Parts of the ending also reminded me of Audition, you’re not going to look at wire the same way again.
The plot reminds me of occult literature from the turn of the century. I’m thinking of the malevolent paganism from The Great God Pan by Arthur Machen and the weird stories of Algernon Blackwood. I haven’t actually watched True Detective but I’ve read The King in Yellow by Robert W. Chambers, which I know was the influence on season one. This movie resembles these turn of the century stories. It’s not just the plots about sinister cults and pagans, but because they’re all slow to start. There’s usually a straight-laced narrator explaining how he got involved in such shocking supernatural doings, and it’s a solid forty pages before anything remotely freaky happens. You won’t be disappointed if you remind yourself it’s not a Blumhouse film, and there aren’t going to be puppets and jump scares every fifteen minutes.

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