I’ve had this in my queue for a long, long time and just decided to finally get it out.
The experience, in real time, was not that inspiring but the more I thought about it the more I liked it. Maybe not enough to recommend but enough that I might even watch this again some day.
Two couples go away for a relaxing weekend to a house on an island to help their artist friend chill the hell out. She was a rising star, but when she started painting pictures from her dreams they became too dark for audiences and now she's at risk of losing her career. The group is warned that there’s something bad on the island but, of course, they stay anyway. The main character, the artist, dreams sinister things since she was a child and now maybe they are coming true or something. Anyway, they’re trapped on the island with something bad that is stalking them. It takes them a while to actually get very excited about it. And then it's pretty much too late.
The story isn’t particularly inspiring, the dialogue is generally weak, there’s not a likable character in the film (not that that’s a requirement but when not much else is going for you, it helps), the acting is barely passable, the music is really cliche and at times just really obnoxious... but at times there are things to like as well. Some of the suspense actually works pretty well even if everything else is just like exactly made-for-TV quality just with more gore and unnecessary shower nudity (not that I mind nudity either but if you’re gonna show a woman naked in the shower, at least can we pretend it’s to set up the sense of isolation and vulnerability and not just a woman taking a shower because she just got outta bed and it’s time to take a shower?).
I've talked about this problem I’ve run into, this thing with my close Horror-watching friends where they don’t really care for my penchant to recommend vintage low-budget Horror and I am forced to defend WHY I like a lot of movies like Lemora or Spider-Baby or Carnival Of Souls or Messiah Of Evil or Malatesta’s Carnival Of Blood or Let’s Scare Jessica To Death or whatever. And I always can. I can always tell them specific things that the movie does well that you can enjoy and hang your hat on even if the acting is bad or the effects are cheap or whatever.
This movie actually doesn’t really give me much in particular to defend. No aspect, really that I can say, well, this makes it stand out. I mean, the kills or the kill-effects anyway are better than I would have expected for sure, particularly a pitchfork stabbing that’s really well done and the body later found with little crabs crawling all over it (while the actress manages to NOT blink), that's a good kill.
And I see that said effects got this one a “Video Nasty” banning in the UK. The scene of a wife making out with her husband before discovering it’s just his severed head might have done it. But that’s not enough to work with. And that's why I'm a little confused that this movie is growing on me. I think maybe it got just batty enough in the third act that, even though it doesn't even really end satisfyingly, I found myself kinda feeling like I liked it a little bit anyway.
I wrote a review right after I finished this movie and it was pretty harsh. I re-wrote it here because I have really softened on it over the course of the week. The dream business, the grisly murders, the odd little twist at the end, I dunno, it just grew on me and I actually may revisit this thing some time and see what it was that pulled me back in.
Maybe I'm just getting soft in my old age.