A paintball tournament becomes the unlikely proving ground for a likable small town loser who sets out to win back the love of his ex-wife and the respect of his son. A poignant quirky ... See full summary »
Kimberly Ann Kurtenbach,
In 1974, an unhinged CIA agent injects himself with the werewolf blood he found. After a killing spree, his body is put in suspended animation, then thawed out 20 years later by his crazy boss and a team of unsuspecting doctors.
The movies that get packaged into those '(number) Horror Movies' DVDs at the local Mart of your choice, you would think that only the best of the best would be included. Good horror movies have had such a prominence in society that you would think that whether it comes down to Jason Voorhees or the Blair Witch kids or just a vintage Universal Studios monster - that only the elite would come together to be in a wonderful twelve-hour movie marathon of classics. Sadly, that only exists in a perfect world that doesn't happen to be this one, and that's a shame. Instead, whether you happen to live under Echo Bridge or happen to fish at Mills Creek, you're going to be handed films that people made on their spare time with numerous problems-- which finally brings us over to Exhibit A... 'Beneath the Mississippi'.
Reviews have already pointed out the audio problems. Let me be the third person to agree. I cannot hear a single word coming out of the actors and actresses. I'm not so sure if I'm watching a movie based on deaf mutes and characters who've all had their vocal chords removed exclusively as a feature? Maybe that was the point? I've done everything to putting headphones to my cat to blasting the speakers at the fullest conceivable volume to playing this in front of a Film Studies class. No one heard a thing. Maybe that is the plot line of the movie - that silent films are still in vogue with the year 2000, and that no one has to say anything. If they're able to pantomime and speak with actions through using their bodies, maybe we can look past that.
Sadly, no. Characters giggle, laugh, shout, look confused, look happy, but I'm not so sure this movie is a comedy either. Or maybe it's 'What if the Three Stooges made a horror movie?' Shuddering thought, that. Everything is dimly lit and completely shown in the wrong aspect ratio, in the wrong colors, and saturated and subdued to the point I wonder if the director filmed inside his pants. I'm not kidding. If it's not a movie about the blind and deaf, and it's not a movie about vaudevillian characters performing on the bayou without a paddle, then what the heck is this movie supposed to be? This is not the psychological thriller the description says it is.
This is a failure of such proportions that 'DragonBall Evolution' may now just very well be the best film of all time.
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