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Nashaat Abdel Latif
Nadia El Gendy
As Carl Black gets the opportunity to move his family out of Chicago in hope of a better life, their arrival in Beverly Hills is timed with that city's annual purge, where all crime is legal for twelve hours.
A just paroled white neo-nazi and his ruthless girlfriend kill a cop and take an African-American family hostage. Meanwhile the supremacist leader who oversees his criminal empire from behind bars, is not happy. Inspired by real events.
A truly painful melange of inappropriate clichés, boring characters, senseless plot additions and obvious mistakes
Positive criticism that's informed can help people understand better
films that could be inaccessible. In the case of this film, I felt
equally compelled to point out how utterly it fails in achieving any of
the possible ways the genre can still positively influence our lives.
This unfortunate cinematic waste of time and money is basically an
extremely embarrassing collection of contemporary horror film clichés.
It begins at high tempo with the immediate link to other modern-day
doomsday horror-films which combine news reports with live action
scenes to provide the action with some ominous credence. You learn
quickly that loud and continuous shouting does not necessarily
correlate with logic and plot interest. I usually like film
inter-referencing but the reflexive pointing in this film is about as
awry as the plot. Worse still, this psychopath with unexplained
supernatural strength is connected to some sort of
'technology-despising' cult. The bandaged psychopath (who made me think
of leatherface) who can still somehow work computers proficiently
despite being unable to use his bandaged covered hands despises every
danger Brad Dourif warns his class about at the opening of the film
(and which you've already heard to excess in the news fragments)
technology provides as much evil as it does good 'somewhere out there'
he decries philosophically but without the intelligence to back it up,
I can only suppose this signifies some sort of transgression upon the
all-sacred set of civil liberties North American culture actually
believe it's always had some kind of unique access to (for anyone not
living there such accepted truths seem far less obvious); and despite
making proficient use of this technology to senselessly rip apart
people who are unlikable but don't really deserve it, is apparently
part of an 'ancient' cult that perpetuates the Chain Letter curse. The
heroine, lo and behold, makes the blindingly obvious chain-mail link
connecting the deaths and finds the website with the victims on it . .
. and proceeds to pass the information to no one directly. There are
serious problems with the logical choices made by the characters in
this film and that ultimately result in their untimely demise, but
personally, I was so uninterested in the underdeveloped and
uninteresting characters I didn't really find it worthwhile to attempt
to find out why they'd become victims anyway. Or the ludicrous
connection between the 'iron chain links', smitten perhaps in the good
old-fashioned way by a black-smith and I suppose some ludicrous
connection is intended here to a closer relationship with natural
forces. In comparison the 'email chain letters' bring about the death
of everyone who disobeys them. If this chain letter curse is ancient,
what people did they use to senselessly murder? People who made used of
post-boxes or pigeon-post trainers? And what links the chains
themselves to the members of the cult has is truly embarrassing. Bar
codes, used on selling products in our capitalistic society, one may
think, are tattooed on the arms of the members to demonstrate how
numbers depersonalize people. Apart from the painfully obvious
reference to capitalism, it is also a clear reference to the
dehumanization of the Jews who were in a similar way tattooed therefore
losing any sense of self. Apart from violent and senseless deaths, the
victims in this film don't suffer any of these indignities; in fact
it's the members of the cult who wear the tattoos. Anyway, science
fiction has been denigrating the human race by assigning numbers for
generations so one wonders which genius thought that particularly lame
plot addition up. I mentioned when comparing this film to 'The thaw', a
montage of news reports and flashy letters and numbers flying by. At
least in 'The Thaw', atmosphere was created in a claustrophobic
environment and time was taken to develop the characters. Both films,
interestingly, made use of faded and unhealthy looking actors of
previous well-repute, namely the legendary Brad Dourif or Cuckoo's Nest
glory, of Excorcist III renown and unfortunately also for playing the
doll demon doll Chucky. In 'The Thaw', a plump and tired looking Val
Kilmer actually fulfills a very similar function as both a guest actor
and an informative role that proves later to be essential to the plot.
What Kilmer did in The Thaw was at least provocative and to some degree
unexpected. The dynamic and appealing young cast got you interested in
what was taking place around them and if there were prophetic lectures
in 'The Thaw' at least they had some relevance to what would follow.
The comparative subtlety of this turkey is like comparing eating caviar
to plunging yourself willingly into an aquarium of hungry piranhas. As
mentioned, I usually enjoy genres that reference others constantly,
even if they do so constantly; here it was painful - the intelligence
of the girls in the slasher films of the seventies we find amusing
today seemed to me a hell of a lot less dumb today as each and every
character bar one goes on using the technology which is so obviously
killing them off. This film is just loud, ridiculously violent and
unpleasantly so. But honestly I cared little for the characters that
died (largely because of their inability to communicate well with one
another about obvious things and the stupid choices any other idiot
wouldn't make). I actually cheered when the lame and uninteresting
heroine was ripped in two by who I assumed were her parents as they
drove in different directions only to discover that their daughter had
been 'chained' between the vehicles. At least the recurrence of this
scene at the end definitively puts this piece of cinematic droll to
sleep permanently. Apparently the talentless young set of actors in
this film took part in similarly dubious horror duds like sequels to
Nightmare on Elm Street. If someone sends you a ticket to this film,
throw it straight in the dustbin. Please.
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