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The Lodge: Snowed in Psychologically

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The new psychological horror by directors Severin Fiala and Veronika Franz, The Lodge follows Aidan (Jaeden Martell) and Mia (Lia McHugh), two children who have been raised in the Christian faith. When their mom commits suicide, they are forced to stay with their dad, Richard (Richard Armitage) and his fiancé, Grace (Riley Keough), a young woman with severe psychological issues that require heavy medication that result from her dark past involving a Christian cult. During the cold Christmas break, Aidan, Mia, and Grace are forced by Richard to stay together at their family’s lodge for some quality family bonding. Secluded and isolated from the rest of civilization, strange things start to happen as the power goes out and supplies go missing. As a result, everyone in the lodge slowly begins to losing their minds waiting for Richards return so they can head back to town.

With that premise, one would initially think that The Lodge is a classic horror movie that’s set in a “bottle”, mimicking more recent horror movies like The Visit. As the film begins, the movie focuses on Aidan and Mia’s perspective but, once they’re at the lodge, it shifts to Grace’s point of view. As the mysteries begin to unravel, the film has enough twists and turns to keep you guessing along the way. Are the kids somehow doing these things? Is Grace being influenced by her past cult? Or is Aidan and Mia’s dead mother haunting them? 

The Lodge also carries an underlying theme of repentance. As a survivor of a Christian cult led by her father, Grace witnessed dozens of people who committed suicide or killed because they were labelled as sinners. Although she survived in order to spread the word of her father’s teachings, Grace has tried to move past her horrible past. However, after discovering her horrible past, the kids despise her, unable to accept her. Because of her past, the kids try to punish Grace by cutting the power, taking her medication and food, and trying to trick her into believing they’re all in purgatory and must repent for their sins. (It’s actually ironic that, by viewing Grace as the sinner that must repent, they become the sinners.)

To its credit, The Lodge is unpredictable in its storytelling, keeping the audience surprised along the way. Through its set design, it’s able to successfully create a claustrophobic purgatory in the cabin itself. While the family remains stuck in the cabin with no supplies, power, internet, or connection to anyone of the outside world, they soon find that trying to leave is impossible as they’re surrounded by think layers of snow on thin ice. By their use of bleak lighting and menacing shadows, Fiala and Franz leaves their family slowly drifting to an icy hell with no escape. For that reason, The Lodge was a horror movie that was great at keeping you surprised as the story unravels into an interesting take on a classic horror movie theme.

The Lodge scares moviegoers in theatres beginning Friday, February 21, 2020

LA 92 – 25 Years & The Wounds Are Still Fresh

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Once upon a time before I became your friendly neighborhood ScreenFish Film Analyst, I was a college student studying theater at Grambling State University.  At the close of my freshman year on campus, “the yard” – our pet name for the campus – was all abuzz with thoughts of SpringFest, our annual celebration marking the close of the semester full of concerts featuring top R&B & hip hop artists, parties on and off campus, and nonstop debauchery. Unfortunately for me, who like many other students hailed from Los Angeles, our plans for big fun took a sharp detour.

For on this day, April 29, 1992, a Simi Valley jury acquitted four police officers who were videotaped while beating unarmed motorist Rodney King. The tape told the story. The batons lashed at the man’s body with full force. As comedian Eddie Griffin stated on an episode of “Def Comedy Jam,” even “Stevie Wonder could see these [men] were guilty!” Yet they beat the rap.

And then a few angry citizens of South Central LA beat down buildings, police cars, store owners and truck drivers who happened to be at the absolute wrong place at the most unfortunate of times.

Twenty-five years later, the pain of that day was revived in my memories thanks to the National Geographic documentary LA 92. Premiering Sunday April 30 at 9/8c, the film, directed by Dan Lindsay & TJ Martin merges archival footage from the 1965 Watts riots with the events leading up to the 1992 riots.  Both incidents were sparked by police brutality. Both had LAPD brass defending the actions of their officers accused of their crimes. Both bore the fury of outraged citizens who were tired of the seemingly never-ending cycle of violence and suffering at the hands of those mandated to protect and serve.

The film doesn’t merely focus on the Rodney King beating.  It also depicts the killing of Latasha Harlins, who was killed by a Korean store owner for allegedly stealing orange juice. The store owner was found guilty of voluntary manslaughter – but served no jail time for shooting this unarmed teenager in the back of her head while leaving the store.  This incident, along with the acquittal of those four officers, made those early 90’s Black citizens of LA conclude that their lives did not matter.  So after the infamous NOT GUILTY verdict was announced – and despite the pleas for peace coming from LA’s First AME Church – the city burned.

And, to be clear, it was THE ENTIRE CITY that burned, not just South Central LA.  The riots touched down in Koreatown and the outskirts of Hollywood as well.  But, of course, South Central was the epicenter as witnessed by the horrific assaults that took place at the intersection of Florence & Normandie…which was five minutes away from my house.

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As stated earlier, the film features one hundred percent archival footage.  All images are captured from VHS/Beta/Videotape footage from back in the days.  The anger of the citizens was captured. The filmmakers, in my opinion, made a huge omission in telling this story.  If EVER there was a golden opportunity to merge in NWA’s controversial classic “F The Police,” this was it.   That song was the battle cry of those LA residents who were fed up by the boys in blue who felt that their badge gave them “the authority to kill a minority.”  LA hip hop artists did not hesitate to put on wax their tales of police brutality and harassment.  Ice Cube’s “Black Korea” even gave a bold prophecy of what would happen if other Asian store owners continued to harass their Black clientele and take matters into their own hands.  Those musical examples are missing from the film; with orchestral music in their place.  Those glaring oversights make the film ever so incomplete in telling this story.

Twenty-five years later, I’m out of college, raising a family in the LA suburbs, about to make a MAJOR relocation to Dallas, TX.  But watching this documentary was like ripping a Band-aid off of a wound that was not quite healed.  Because as I watched those events from yesteryear, I couldn’t stop thinking about Trayvon Martin, Michael Brown, Saundra Bland, Philando Castile, all the other victims of police brutality, and all the subsequent riots across the country because of the blind eye of justice – DESPITE the videographed evidence. The documentary closes out with Rodney King’s forlorn cry asking “Can’t we all just get along?”

Twenty-five years later, it doesn’t look that way.  The anger still burns in the nation. The wounds are still fresh. The pain has not gone away.

3.4 Learning THE CRAFT

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Hallowe’en is here! In a spooktacular episode, Steve invites Allen Forrest on the show to talk power and identity in 1996’s cult classic, THE CRAFT.

Want to continue to conversation at home?  Click the link below to download ‘Fishing for More’ — some small group questions for you to bring to those in your area.

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A special thanks to our Allen Forrest for joining us!

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Lights Out–Overcoming Darkness

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Call it the potato chip effect.

If one is delicious, fifty must be amazing.

Or maybe you could label it the exercise effect.  If running three miles is healthy, running fifty must be exponentially more invigorating.

And you could most certainly call it the horror movie effect.

If the first one was good, the five sequels will be even better.  If the original kills were gruesome, the subsequent deathblows will mind-warping-ly nauseating.

Whatever you call it (big surprise, we’ll be referring to the horror one), it’s the idea that bigger is better and that if some were sufficient, more must certainly be glorious.

Nobody seems to ascribe to this philosophy than the aforementioned horror screenwriters and producers.  But sometimes, it’s not even about compounding carnage or exponential eviscerations.

Sometimes, it’s just about taking a really great, really small, really simple idea and blowing it way out of palatable proportions.  The latest example is Lights Out, a pale one-and-a-half hour upsize of a stellar two-and-a-half-minute indie film.

The original short film premise was simple: a woman who appears to live alone is preparing to go to bed.  When she turns the lights off, she glimpses the silhouette of a shadowy figure at the end of the hall.  When she flips the lights back on, the figure is gone.  Another flip to darkness, and the shadow appears again.  Lights on, no shadow.  Lights off…you get the drift.  She finally makes it to the bed, and turns out the lights.  Then her door shuts on its own.  As she cowers beneath the covers, she timidly sneaks a hand out to click on her nightstand lamp.  Gradually, she peeks her head out to find the door open.  She breathes a sigh of relief, figuring she’d imagined the whole scenario.  Just then, she glances back to the nightstand to find a hairy, toothy goblin waiting for her.  He extinguishes the lamp and the credits roll. It’s a wonderful final-gotcha’-jump scare that works beautifully; so much so, that it’s garnered 3.5 million YouTube views.

So naturally, someone thought it would be worth capitalizing on.

Hopes were high as horror wunderkind James Wan (director of the highly successful The Conjuring films) was tapped to produce the big screen adaptation.  But not even he could save it from being a much more convoluted and unnecessary version of the source material.  The gimmick works great for a three-minute film, but wears thin after the big screen opening scene.  Though it wants to be part supernatural thriller, at its core, Lights Out is a fright film based solely around the jump scare (and there are plenty included in case you missed the first three or four).  The problem is, the jump scares cease being scary before we ever get to any of the supernatural explanation that seems rushed and incomplete.

It turns out that struggling single mom Sophie (Maria Bello) has been tormented by this lights on/off specter since she was a little girl in a mental institution and by the time the film begins, her fragile psyche is at a tipping point.

Martin decides it may be better to sleep with the lights on.

Husband Paul (Billy Burke) and daughter Rebecca (Theresa Palmer) left because they couldn’t handle her decline or the genuine manifestation of the very real, physically hostile shadow creature.  Sophie’s son, Martin (Gabriel Bateman), her last vestige of hope for a familial connection, goes to stay with his estranged sister the dark figure begins to accost him.

Sophie reveals her long and storied history with Diana.

It’s then up to the kids to try and save mom from Diana…who turns out to be little more than a disappointing comic-book-style villain (SPOILER ALERT!!!): as a girl she suffered from a severe skin condition that left her physically vulnerable to light; an unsuccessful light-therapy cure attempt killed her, but left her ghost with the ability to thrive in darkness only—once the lights are on, she disappears.

Bad news Rebecca: you're only holding a tube light, not a lightsaber.

It comes off as an interesting premise, but not a scary one (but man, the crazy disco parties they could’ve had if they’d installed a strobe light and The Clapper).

The shadowy Diana waits in the corner...where's a lava lamp when you need one?

There is an underlying sense of family dynamics and a subtle allusion to the return of the prodigal—though it’s not the kids who have journeyed into the far country even though they’re the ones who left.  The true wanderer of the film is Sophie, because she’s allowed her strange relationship with Diana to overshadow her relationship with her family.  And when that light bulb finally goes off, Sophie realizes she may have to make the ultimate sacrifice to keep her kids from being overcome by the darkness.  In our side of reality, it was Christ who made the sacrifice, giving his life to save us from the all-too real horror of sin and death.  John employs a stunning visual to illustrate this miraculous gift as he personifies Christ this way:

“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.” (John 1:5). 

It is only through Christ’s work of salvation that we–or our world–can defeat the darkness.  And fortunately for us, it really is as simple as flipping a switch: believe, repent and follow.  Step toward the light.

And fortunately for the team behind Lights Out, it cleared $148 million worldwide and has been greenlit for a sequel.  So like it or love it, get ready: the sun’s not going down on the franchise anytime soon.

Crunch all you want, they’ll make more.

Salem’s Lot, Cat’s Eye & It: Three King Flicks About Losing Innocence

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screamfish iter 2Crisp evenings.  Bonfires.  Pumpkin spice euphoria.

And horror.

These are the caveats that perfect Autumns are made of.  And the good news for Stephen King fans is that they won’t have to wait until Halloween to get their fill of fall fright.  In fact, the season sees not one, not two, but a trifecta of terror from the master scribe as three of his cinematic adaptations finally come home to Blu-ray.  The 1979 television mini-series  Salem’s Lot and the 1985 big screen anthology Cat’s Eye both made their Blu-ray debut last week; King’s other epic 1990 TV mini-series, It, hits shelves on October 4.

Though now decades old, all three films benefit from their new Blu-ray cleanups.  The Salem’s Lot vampires look even more un-deadlier, the Troll King of Cat’s Eye is less herky but still just as jerky and It’s Pennywise, the living embodiment of fear wrapped in clownskin is still…well, Pennywise…but a whole lot sharper (and there’s not much more unsettling than an HD Pennywise).  Though none of the trio feature much more in the way of Blu-ray extras than audio commentaries, each respective film holds its own against bigger budget/bigger screen counterparts.

And like all things King, some hefty narrative is woven into the spooky fringes.  Much the same as in many of his other works (Carrie, Children of the Corn, and even the dog-centric Cujo, who makes a brilliant cameo in Cat’s Eye), the protagonists in these three Blu-ray beauties are all faced with the inevitable loss of innocence.

Young Ralphie and Danny Glick (Ronnie Scribner and Brad Savage) are forced to leave their childhoods behind when they become some off the earliest victims of vampirism in the cursed hamlet of Salem’s Lot.

The good news is the recently-turned-vampire Glick brothers of Salem's Lot won't have to spend money on dental bills.

In Cats’s Eye, although little Amanda (Drew Barrymore) is certain a belligerent imp is haunting her room, she can’t seem to convince her parents.  If she wants to survive, she will have do the grownups’ job and combat the pint-sized evil herself (with a little help from a protective tomcat).

The Toll King is worse than anything that may be living in Amanda's closet.

And Losers Inc., the ragamuffin protagonists of It, must confront their darkest fears long before anyone should have to, but later realize that adulthood can still be plagued by the demons of youth.

Looking for the creepiest big screen clown ever? Pennywise is It. Only he could lure a kid down a storm drain.

This loss of innocence is more than mere narrative vehicle for authors or producers.  It is, one could argue, the original heartbreak of God.  In the book of Genesis, just as Adam is stitched together from the dust, God grants him dominion over Eden…save one tree.  This sacred shrub, the Tree of Knowledge, is to be avoided at all cost, God warns.  Later, Adam’s female counterpart, Eve, succumbs to the Serpent’s temptation, eating of the Tree’s fruit before sharing a piece with Adam.   Immediately, she and Adam feel shame when they realize they are naked.  Man and woman, God’s perfect creations, are instantly made imperfect because of their disobedience to their creator.

The Serpent had convinced Eve that eating from the Tree would make her as knowledgeable as God and she felt for it, bringing Adam along for the ride.  It wasn’t that God was worried about having humans on par with him; he knew that was just another of the Serpent’s lies.  What broke His heart is that even though they had everything they needed—including His fatherly love—that wasn’t good enough.  They wanted to leave Him behind, to grow up on their own, and follow the harmful lie instead of His loving truth.  And as a result, they were unnecessarily exposed to the ugliness that lay outside of Eden.

It’s a hard road, this growing up.  As a parent, nothing scares me more than to watch my own kids turn into adults.  As Genesis (and Salem’s Lot and Cat’s Eye and It) prove, it can be downright horrifying.  But the great news is, whether we’re a parent or child, we’re not alone.  Maybe a vigilant cat or a vampire hunter isn’t watching over us, but God is.  He didn’t abandon Adam and Eve after they were cast out of the Garden; in fact, he spent the whole rest of the Bible taking care of his creation.  And He’s been on the job every day since, still looking out for us, his children.  So when you’re confronted by the big bad world, remember He’s got your back.

Don’t be such a baby.

But don’t grown up too fast.

The Conjuring 2: The Power of Faith, the Strength of Family

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Ed's painting of that demonic nun sure looks lifelike. I'd run if I were you, Lorraine.Perhaps the only thing more unstoppable than a horror movie villain is a horror movie sequel.  Since 1935’s The Bride of Frankenstein, Hollywood has proven that you can’t contain evil in only ninety minutes of celluloid.  But out of the hundreds of sequels, only a handful rival their source material.  Still, every now and then, lighting strikes twice…and it makes for some hair-raising cinema.

Enter The Conjuring 2, a seriously tight, seriously scary sequel that outshines its stellar predecessor.  It’s smart, well-paced and tense.  And it has enough jump scares to keep even jaded horror aficionados squirming.

Screenwriters Chad and Carey Hayes and Director James Wan return to the helm, after shocking the world in 2013 with the original installment in the franchise that chronicled the exploits of real-life demonologists Ed and Ann Warren (Patrick Wilson and Vera Farmiga).  It would go on to become one of the most financially successful horror films ever, but was then surpassed…by its sequel.

The Conjuring 2 now ranks as the second-highest grossing horror movie of all time, trumped only by The Exorcist.  It instantly became horror royalty, but deservedly so.  It delivers nearly non-stop scares and solid, compelling performances.  And it all plays out on a muted palette that not only fits the timestamp, but pays homage to the horror classics of the 70’s.

The Conjuring 2 revisits the Warrens, this time, in 1976, as they trek to jolly old England to investigate one of the most documented haunted house cases in history.  The story picks up soon after the couple’s work on the infamous Amityville Horror case, which brought them into the public spotlight but made them a target for skeptics who accused them of exploitative charlatanry.

Not everyone was a fan of the Warrens. One of their detractors tries to shoot holes in their stories during a live talk show broadcast.

During a séance at the Amityville House, Lorraine experiences a vision of Ed’s death at the hands of a demonic nun (who Ed later dreams about) and worries that their bouts with the dark side may finally be catching up with them.

One year later, the Catholic Church recruits the Warrens to investigate a haunting in Enfield, England, where single mom Peggy Hodgson (Frances O’Conner) struggles to keep her family together amidst a series of terrifying, unexplained events.  A demonic entity who once lived and died in the house wants the family out and he’ll go to murderous lengths to evict them.  He begins by terrorizing Peggy’s daughter Janet (Madison Wolf), possessing her during bouts of sleepwalking.

Evil forces begin to take hold of Janet in the dining room. They probably didn't even ask to be excused first.

It isn’t long before he begins speaking through her, and then develops a penchant for tossing chairs and spinning crosses upside down.  Soon enough, the ghostly predator starts tormenting the rest of the Hodgsons.

The malevolant spirit finally appears to Janet, as every viewer in the theater or at home nearly comes out of their seat.

The Warrens join another group of parapsychologists in the investigation, and begin to weaken the entity.    The key to defeating the bullying demon, Ed tells the Hodgsons, is to stand together as a family.

The Warrens and their fellow demon hunters roll up their sleeves and go to work.

But when a skeptical member of the team videos Janet faking a poltergeist-like episode, the Warrens begin to lose faith in the validity of the Hodgsons’ claims.  Realizing the church will not support any further investigation in light of the deception, Ed and Lorraine abandon the case.

But the evil things are far from done with the Hodgsons and it will take a leap of faith for the Warrens to return…

Despite the pervasive demonic themes that dominates the film, The Conjuring 2 is a powerful allegory about the power of faith and the strength of family.   The Warrens rely on their belief in God to exorcise otherworldly demons that sent London Police running (according to official substantiated records) and had the Hodgsons questioning their own sanity.  Though the agents of the dark throw some seriously supernatural attacks at them, the Warrens overcome them by holding fast to the power of scripture and the promise of sufficient grace.  Their faith in God consistently saves them, but believing in their fellow man proves to be much more of a struggle.  The Hodgsons, meanwhile, are able to fall back on the love of family when all else seems to fail them.  It provides them the strength to fight back; the strength to become conquerors instead of victims, even amidst their internal squabbles.  Together, the Warrens and Hodgsons prove stronger than the sum of their parts, and find just enough sufficiency in their brokenness, living to fight another day.

Did someone say sequel?

The Conjuring 2 premiers on DVD/Blu-Ray on September 13 from New Line Cinema

Deadgirl–Hating What You Do

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‘You ever have that one movie that comes so highly recommended and you go into it with such high expectations and a half hour in, you wonder if you’d heard incorrectly and perhaps mistaken it for an entirely different film?
 
Yeah.  Deadgirl is kinda like that.
 
Proving that strokes truly are different amongst folks, Deadgirl had your humble narrator questioning future viewing advice from said source, the broader implications for their relationship as a whole, and the current mental well-being of any and everyone involved with the film.
 
But it did require him to wrestle with some seemingly innocuous plot and social commentary to mine an underlying faith narrative that should’ve jumped out at him from the get go.
 
So, well-played self-proclaimed horror aficionado; your impassioned recommendation proved worthwhile in the end (though in a totally different way than expected).  And hats off to you, Deadgirl cast and crew; your postmortem parable, though hard to swallow, still left some theological meat to chew on.
 
Now if I could just get the aftertaste outta my mouth…
If nothing else, high school outcasts J.T. (Noah Segan) and Rickie (Shiloh Fernandez) are ambitious.  J.T. is always trying to find the next party;Rickie is always trying to find his way back into the arms of his former sweetheart, Joann (Candice Accola).  The problem is no one much cares for J.T. and the only way Rickie has a hope of getting back with J.T. is by going through her meathead boyfriend, Johnny (Andrew DiPalma).
During a conspicuously long fire drill, the bosom buddies sneak off to the an abandoned mental hospital on the edge of town, letting off some angst-filled steam with a bit of breaking and entering and vandalism.
A classic case of why you should never fold to peer pressure. T.J. convinces Rickie that there's no better way to spend a day off from school than to explore an abandoned mental hospital.

Exploring the basement, they discover a nude mute female who’s been covered in plastic and strapped to an exam table.

Crazy what you'll find in a basement. Deadgirl slumbers in her plastic-covered final resting place.

Assuming her to be dead, the guys get the jump scare of their life when the would-be corpse begins moving.    Rickie suggests that they remove her and carry her to the police.  But J.T. warns against it, fearing he and Rickie will be arrested for trespassing.  Instead, he proposes that they keep the girl right where she is and keep her secret.  Rickie objects, fleeing the scene after J.T. gets violent and overpowers him.

Rickie returns with a gun, trying to force  J.T. into releasing the girl.  After a struggle, J.T. recovers the gun, revealing that he choked the girl to death twice during his absence, but she continued to revive.  He then unloads three rounds into the girl and, sure as shooting, she survives.  Horndog J.T. then recommends that they keep the pathetic creature as a zombie sex slave.  Rickie bails, still admonishing J.T. for his choice.
Rickie returns to the hospital the next afternoon to find classmate Wheeler (Eric Podnar) raping the Deadgirl as J.T. watches.  J.T. reveals that he invited Wheeler to the scene and Rickie decides that he must do something to stop them from continuing the depraved cycle.  He sneaks in when they are not there in an attempt to free the Deadgirl, but before he can finish cutting her bonds, the others return.  The Deadgirl attacks J.T. and Wheeler but they live to rape another day.
Back at school the next day, Johnny beats up Rickie when he sees him talking to Joann.
Sure, Joann may be worth taking a beat down for, but is even she hot enough to warrant murder AND reanimation? Well, maybe.
Wheeler tries to help out, but gets pounded before revealing that they have their own girl to have their way with.  Johnny and his pal Dwyer (Noland Gerard Funk) force Rickie and Wheeler to take them to see the Deadgirl, who they proceed to then have their way with.  After the Deadgirl bites Johnny in a particularly uncomfortable place, he contracts a horrible infection that kills him in a wickedly gruesome way (we’ll spare you).
It's hard to like Johnny, but NOBODY should die like this. It will seriously make you think twice about your next trip to a public toilet.
Dwyer decides Deadgirl needs to be taken to the hospital so the infection can be identified, as he has yet to learn that Johnny’s dead.  And (for the sake of brevity), he dies, J.T. and Wheeler end up dead and eventually Joann becomes another Deadgirl that Rickie can eventually have his sick, twisted version of love with for as long as he lives.
Deadgirl is a seriously disturbing movie on multiple levels with a bizarre, though admittedly unforeseen conclusion.  There’s plenty of gore and nauseating storyline and by the end of its 105 minutes, the only likeable character is reduced to an eternal victim.
But for all his fractured flaws, Rickie embodies Paul’s autobiographical commentary in Romans 7: 15-20 (a theme that has appeared more than once here at ScreamFish).
“I do not understand what I do,” Paul says. “For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do.  And if I do what I do not want to do, I agree that the law is good.  As it is, it is no longer I myself who do it, but it is sin living in me.  For I know that good itself does not dwell in me, that is, in my sinful nature. For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out.  For I do not do the good I want to do, but the evil I do not want to do—this I keep on doing.  Now if I do what I do not want to do, it is no longer I who do it, but it is sin living in me that does it.”
Rickie starts with the best of intentions, but it isn’t long before he begins acting just like his deplorable friends.  And in true Nietzsche-ian fashion, he becomes a bigger monster than the ones he’s trying to destroy (or the one he helps create).  Like Paul, hates what he is turning into, but he can’t seem to find a way back to his old self (which was admittedly, not very stellar).  Unfortunately, he never escapes his downward spiral.  He falls for the girl–and the lie–that there is no other option.  Thankfully for us, Christ’s grace is forged with truth and hardened with compassion.  It’s big enough to invade the darkest places, even the ones we try to keep buried in secret.   It can not only brng us out of the darkness, it can bring us back from the dead (and fortunately without all the nasty “undead” side effects).
Now if He could only deliver us from Deadgirl…

Hayes Twins Conjure Up a Whole New Set of Scares

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screamfish iter 2Finding faith-professing screenwriters in Hollywood is tantamount to discovering a four-leaf clover.  Locate a pair of the same God-fearing ilk who write horror and happen to be twin brothers, and you’ve wandered into unicorn territory.  But take our word for it, they do exist.  And chances are you’ve seen their work…and likely gotten your pants scared off in the process

Meet Chad and Carey Hayes, the writers for big-screen features like San Andreas and The Reaping.  They’re just two nice, clean cut Christian boys who’ve been in the motion picture business for years.  But they found their biggest success scripting a smart little piece of horror from New Line Cinema called The Conjuring that would go on to become one of the most successful fright films of all time.

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Released in 2013, The Conjuring quickly took the world by storm, shattering records and proving that intelligent, gore-less horror could still bring the goods.  It starred Patrick Wilson and Vera Farmiga as real-life demonologists Ed and Lorraine Warren, the couple famous for the paranormal investigation of the dreaded Amityville Horror home.  The Conjuring chronicled the events of one of the Warrens’ most infamous cases and left audiences white knuckling their seats and begging for more.

Good news: the Hayes brothers are at it again, reuniting with director James Wan for The Conjuring 2, another peek inside the Warrens’ weird world and the most well-documented case of paranormal activity in history.  And if early reviews are any indication, the twins may have pulled off a feat as unique as themselves: they may have actually written a sequel every bit as scary as the original.

Chad and Carey recently sat down with ScreamFish to talk about the new film, the importance of pre-Vatican II Latin and the joys of swapping out scripting duties with a writer that you’ve known, literally, all your life.

You guys have a very diverse portfolio from both TV and movies; what attracted you to horror and to these stories about the Warrens in particular?

Carey: “It’s like riding a roller coaster.  It’s really fun to see somebody react when you want them to be scared or feel relieved when you want them to feel that way.  Horror provides that opportunity.”

Chad: “In any good film, it’s good versus evil.  What attracted us to Ed and Lorraine (Warren) was that we found it so interesting to go back to a period where there were no infrared cameras, there were no things to detect other movement; basically their only tool was their faith.  By going back to this period when paranormal wasn’t ‘normal,’ we got to explore the journey that these people go on and what happens when the Warrens step into act three of people’s lives when they’re so scared and terrified that they don’t know where else to turn.  We found that very compelling.  And another thing that drew us to them was that it offered up a franchise—which is obviously what we’re doing with the second film and hopefully there’s a third and a fourth.  But it gives us the opportunity to continually build on these characters.  And Patrick (Wilson) and Vera (Farmiga) are just such good actors that it’s fun to write challenging things for them because we know that they can absolutely pull it off.”

Carey: “We get offered a lot of different projects where a U-Haul backs up to a house and it’s haunted and you watch this family go through this ordeal, but it’s fun telling the story of what rocks Ed and Lorraine’s world.”

Chad: “And we try to do true stories that people can research after they’ve gone to our movies.  One of the fun things in doing The Conjuring 2, in doing our research, is that the two first professional people to witness the supernatural occurrences happening in that house were cops that were called to the scene.  You can read their police report online.  It’s amazing.  But as for the genre, scaring is really fun.  People come up to us and ask, ‘gee, you’re such nice Christian boys; how do you come up with this stuff?’  And I’m like, ‘I have no idea, but we downloaded it somehow.’”

Speaking of your faith, how does that interplay with your writing process?

Chad: “We attempt to stay as truthful to the Scripture as we can when we use it.  A lot of this is our own belief, that you have the power and the authority within yourself.  We really reference Ephesians a lot, for struggling against flesh and blood (Ephesians 6: 12-18, the oft-cited ‘full-armor of God’ passage).  Thematically, if you believe in that and you rise up and you use it and fight to conquer that evil, it parlays into what our own belief system is: we’re protected and we don’t have fear of this kind of stuff.”

Carey: “After Conjuring 1, a priest came up and said, ‘I just want to thank you; that was a very entertaining movie and man you guys got it right and the exorcist (portrayed in the film) was so right.  I just wanted to ask you, why did you use pre-Vatican II Latin?’ And we explained that Ed Warren was an altar boy and that’s what they spoke when he was there.  He said that was really cool that we did that.  So we try to keep it as truthful to the times of the person as we can and yes, that sometimes involves a lot of research.  But when you write, you want to get it right.”

What was your reaction to the way the first film was received?

Chad: “It was fantastic; to cross over from secular to non-secular and to have the world embracing it on so many different levels—it meant that we wrote something that people could relate to and because of that, either on an entertainment level or a spiritual level or even both, we were just giddy from it.  It was unbelievable to have that kind of opening weekend and then to just have it keep doing it and moving from country to country with the audiences continuing to grow—as writers, it made us incredibly thrilled.  I would hope everyone in their life on whatever level it is, whatever it is that you do, could feel that kind of euphoria from working really hard and getting rewarded for it.”

What do you hope people take away from the sequel?

Carey: “I hope that those that don’t resonate in the Faith have more; that those who are maybe having a rocky marriage will rise above it and get through it (referencing the conflict portrayed between Ed and Lorraine); that those who are having family issues will take a little more time trying to resolve those.”

Chad: “For non-Believers to realize that the Devil is out there and for Believers to realize that the more they do nothing about it, the stronger the Devil becomes.  I would hope that this would resonate in people to open up conversations.  From the first Conjuring, we were approached by a number of youth pastors and priests and particularly two pastors who started Conjuring Friday night movies where they would do open forum discussions and talk about specific scenes.  That was very powerful for us.  I would hope that sort of thing would come out of it if you’re a Believer.  And if perhaps that if you were on the fence, that you’d question it.”

Carey: “We had dinner with Rick Warren and he’s had so many weird things happen to him on his journey, so we had kind of a common denominator to talk about.  He was happy how the reflection of faith was portrayed in that movie and it wasn’t preached.”

Chad: “Yeah, it was a lifestyle; it wasn’t being spoken to.”

How does the fact that you’re twins play into your process as writers?

Chad: “We’ve been writing together since we were 16.  We wrote our first movie in high school just because we loved films.  It’s an odd partnership because you write with no ego involved.  You’re not worried so much about personalities.  One of us will write Act 1, the other will write Act 2 and then we’ll flip-flop them and we each re-write each other, so it’s kind of that kind of process.  People are actually very baffled at how it works so well for us.  We don’t know any other way, so it’s hard to compare other than what people have said to us.”

Carey: “Yeah, it’s not broken so we’re not going to try to fix anything.”

The Conjuring 2 stars Patrick Wilson and Vera Farmiga.  It opens nationwide on June 10.

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Night of the Creeps–Go Ahead and Die Already

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screamfish iter 2If you’ve ever really wanted to create a movie, but wondered if you had the chops; if you’ve ever doubted your ability or means or just figured your idea was a little too over the top–go watch Night of the Creeps.
And be inspired.  
Much like its ancestral stinkers Plan 9 From Outer Space and Santa Claus Versus the Martians, Night of the Creeps is proof that regardless of just how bad a film is, there will always be an audience who will not only watch it, but clamor for it.  
A veritable cult classic amongst horror fans, NOTC is another schlock fest from the same era that brought us goof gore like Basket Case and The Toxic Avenger.
It sticks its very large tongue into its very large cheek and fills the tiny surviving subspace with alien leeches that have the power to cannabilize brains and leave zombies in their wake.  
But it also leaves us with a convicting faith lesson.  So stick around as we suck the lifeblood out of Night of the Creeps…
And then go dust off that Cowboy-Ninja Exorcist script you finished last winter.
A randy frat brother was this close to finally realizing his conquest of his blonde squeeze back in 1956 when he ended their date by pulling his convertible into make-out point.  But in the heat of the moment, he failed to heed the radio broadcast that warned of a homicidal killer who’d escaped form the local sanitarium.

Pesky mass murderers sure know how to wreck a good make out session.

When he started hearing odd noises coming from the woods, he got out to investigate–and left his helpless girlfriend all alone.  She loses her head over the killer (or, more appropriately, at his hands) and when her clueless beau returns, he inherits his own batch of problems.  That’s because he walks up to the scene, he fails to notice the canister on the ground–a canister that had been dropped to earth by a group of star trekking aliens.  And before our hero can escape, a slug from a distant galaxy springs out of the canister, jumps down his throat and turns him into a mindless zombie.
Fast forward thirty years later.  Naive fratboy wannabees Chris (Jason Lively) and J.C. (Steve Marshall) are ordered to raid the lab biology lab of Corman University as part of their bogus initiation into Phi Omega Gamma.  When they get to the lab, they find the cryogenically preserved body of the 1959 zombie and accidentally revive him.
 Pledges Chris and J.C. are gonna regret their initiation mission.
Chris and J.C. flee, leaving the nutty bio professor in charge of the project to fall victim to the corpse’s alien-leech–zombiefication. He begins terrorizing students and it isn’t long before the entire campus is in jeopardy.
What's worse than a zombie? A half-century old thawed space slug zombie.
Local cop Ray Cameron (horror movie mainstay Tom Atkins) takes the lead on the case and quickly recognizes the macabre MO.  He lived through it thirty years prior.  He was the cop who first came up on the scene of the psycho-convertible attack.  The really bad news? The zombie fratboy’s date was actually his girl.  So on the same night that he discovered her infidelity,  he also witnessed the grisly aftermath of her murder.
Rest easy freshmen, Detective Ray Cameron is on the case.
Once Cameron connects the dots, he stops at nothing to destroy the creatures that destroyed the woman he loved.
Nothing.
And in order to save Corman U. and possibly the world, he sacrifices himself, going down in a blaze of glory with the remaining space leeches.
Of course the obvious theological parallel would be Jesus (the correct answer to 99.9% of all children’s sermon questions).  But there have been a few other sacrificial characters in the Bible…none who transformed into zombies after alien leech incubation, mind you.  But they can still teach us a lesson (as can Night of the Creeps).  And perhaps no other Biblical character went down with the ship like Samson.
Bad boy Samson, much like … , never played by the rules.  In fact, he bucked them entirely, not holding up his end of the contract as a Nazarite (a set of Gods’ chosen few who were to remain pure and become his standard bearers).  Instead of remaining unblemished, Samson breaks several of the cleanliness decrees outlined in Leviticus and then begins fraternizing with the pagan Philistines–a big no-no.  He loses his God-given super-strength when Philistine fox Delilah tricks him into telling her the source of his power (his hair).  She shaves him bald as he sleeps, leaving him powerless to fend off her countrymen, who quickly apprehend him.  They blind him, then chain him up like a trained monkey in the center of their dining hall, demanding that he entertain them.  Samson prays for God’s help one last time, asking that his strength be returned so that he may destroy the Philistines.  God hears and answers, allowing Samson to bring down the house.  Samson goes down with the ship, but takes 5,000? Philistines with him.
Both Cameron and Samson die, trying to make amends for their past failures–Cameron for his impotence; Samson for his overindulgence.  And it is in their death that they find absolution, and more importantly–victory.
Their destiny is a lesson for us all, but the good news is we don’t have to physically lay down our life–in order to win the final war, we must be simply be willing to die to self and embrace–in faith–the salvation Christ promises.  It’s not always easy; in fact, it never is.  But that’s why we have Jesus.  He’s the ultimate role model for what self-sacrifice actually looks like.  He’s lived (and died) it.  And His grace can sustain us if we will but lay our living-dead-lifestyles at his nail-scarred feet. For behold, He makes all things new.
Die to self.
Embrace grace.
Don’t be a creep.

Friday the 13th–Marginalized Prophets

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screamfish iter 2It’s one of the biggest mysteries about Friday the 13th (no, not how in God’s name did they ever decide to make eleven sequels): why didn’t they call it Mother’s Day?  There’s only one passing reference to the date in the film, and that’s because writer/director/producer Sean S. Cunningham remembered at the last second that they hadn’t made mention of it anywhere in the script. (Cunningham had come up with the title and taken out full page ads in cinema-centric magazines without having any concept for a story, just to drum up pre-game buzz). 

The whole thing revolves around a murderous mom who seeks vengeance for her son’s tragic death.  That son, who would go on to become horror Highness  Jason Voorhees, was never even supposed to be a main character, and deemed unworthy to be a sequel-ized successor to matriarch Pamela.  But the film was so popular, there was no way Cunningham was going to miss out on the chance to capitalize on what he freely admitted was a rip-off of Halloween.  And now, nearly forty years later, fright fans are well on their way to being treated to another installment of terrorized teens as Jason is set to take to the big screen again next year.

And of course we’re going. 

After the success of John Carpenter’s Halloween (1976), you couldn’t swing a butcher knife in Hollywood without hitting a masked serial killer.  And after dozens of the paper-thin madmen came and went, a plain-faced female character ended up springboarding a franchise that would roll, freight train-like, through film, books, television and merchandising for nearly four decades.  And it still shows no signs of slowing down.

And it gave us Kevin Bacon—and more degrees of separation than Frigyes Karinthy could’ve calculated.

Yep. You're all gonna die. The Counselors of Crystal Lake get a warning from a local cop to behave. They're about to get bigger problems booze and dope.

The film was Friday the 13th (1980), the brainchild of Sean S. Cunningham and was a deliberate attempt to imitate the scares of Halloween but with much more violence and gore.  And it capitalized on the latter like no film before, thanks to the bloody kills engineered by makeup effects guru Tom Savini.  The story was about as basic as it comes, but the final twists left audiences reeling and hungry for more.

A group of teenage counselors who’ve arrived at Camp Crystal Lake a week ahead of their campers are picked off, one by one, by an unseen killer with a penchant for brutally creative kills.  The seemingly random murders continue until only one counselor, Alice (Adrienne King) is left.  It’s then that we learn that the murderer is Pamela Voorhees (Betsy Palmer), a former camp employee, whose special needs son, Jason, drowned years earlier when counselors ignored him while having sex on a dock.

That Mrs. Voorhees is one mean mother. But she sure has a penchant for keeping tidy knife.

After a struggle, Alice kills Mrs. Voorhees and all seems well.  And then, as she awakens, groggy and exhausted in a canoe on the lake, little zombified Jason jumps out of the water and wrestles her beneath the surface.  Or does he?  ‘Turns out that part was only a dream as Alice lay in her hospital bed, recovering from Mrs. Voorhees’ attack.  But that single jump scare—arguably one of the best in horror history (even though it was itself a rip-off of the ending of Carrie) helped launch the seemingly unending legend of Jason Voorhees.

The wet-your-pants jump scare that made Jason Voorhees a household name. Just when Alice thought everything was safe, little undead Jason jumps out of the water to drag her to the depths.

Despite its somewhat thin storyline, Friday the 13th became the standard for the new teenager stalking genre (for better or worse) and inspired dozens of imitators—just as its source material, Halloween, had.  With each successive film, the kills got more extreme, the nudity more prevalent and the story more convoluted.  But audiences didn’t seem to care; they kept coming back for more, year after year, anxious to see how Jason would punish the next crop of counselors.

If that first group of counselors had only listened.  You see, just down the road from Camp Crystal Lake, in a little unnamed town, a village crier/idiot/weirdo affectionately known as Crazy Ralph (Walt Gorney) had tried to warn them all when they stopped off at a diner before venturing toward the camp.  He retold the legend of Jason’s death and warned that the camp was cursed.  But of course, none of the counselors listened to him (and he was offed in the first sequel, so thanks for nothing, Ralph).

Crazy Ralph: prophet of doom, posterboy for dental prosthetics.

Much like crazy Ralph, the oft-disregarded prophets of the Old Testament (Jeremiah and Isaiah especially) warned the Israelites of impending doom but no one wanted to listen.  Because of their sinful tendencies, the Israelites continued to dip into paganism, hoping that idols and false gods would deliver prosperity.  And as a result, many were struck down by opposing armies or thrust into captivity as a result.  If the Israelites would’ve only listened, they would not only have prospered, they would’ve enjoyed divine fellowship—communion—with their Maker.  Instead, they’d have to wait a few centuries to meet God in the flesh.  Of course they’d listen to Him then…right?  Turns out they weren’t much smarter than the kids at Crystal Lake.

Speaking of, think about it: if those Counselors would’ve heeded Crazy Ralph’s warnings, if they’d have just turned from their headstrong, debaucherous path, they might’ve made it.  And we wouldn’t have had potentially thirteen sequels to survive.

But what fun would that be?