Alright, it's the Goosebumps thing again. Let's just dive right in, yeah?
You Can't Scare Me was one of the more amusing Goosebumps books that I can remember, though even when I was younger I recalled it not being particularly scary (ironic I suppose). The tale focuses on two students who make a vow to frighten the seemingly fearless and perfect Courtney by pranking her at Muddy Creek, which she believes is inhabited by "mud monsters" that she herself wrote about in a published story for their local paper. Though this adaptation removes a LOT of the side characters, alters the ending a bit, and seems to be trying its damnedest to make you hate Courtney (who despite showing signs of arrogance comes across as a lot more likeable than our protagonists), it still makes for a fairly entertaining twenty-one minutes. The most interesting aspect of the whole episode is the design of the "mud monsters" themselves, which look like if Swamp Thing hooked up with a melted "monster of the week" from Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers.
I never got around to reading Revenge of the Lawn Gnomes, so I had the advantage (or is it disadvantage?) of going into this one completely blind. As it turns out, this is apparently one of the least faithful adaptations of one of R.L Stine's works, though I think that some aspects here work a little better than from what I've read about online. The plot begins with a man named Jeffery Burton bringing two rather unpleasant-looking lawn gnomes to his house. Though he has a fondness for gaudy ornaments, his children, having a combination of working brains and decent taste, don't take kindly to them, and his son Joe in particular thinks they look evil. Not long after acquiring them, the Burtons' militaristic neighbor complains of property damage and other mischievous doings, and Joe suspects that the recent purchases could be connected to all of this. Despite a rather fun tongue-in-cheek ending and some surprisingly decent acting, Revenge of the Lawn Gnomes honestly felt a little too predictable and unless you have an irrational fear of "little" people, then it's highly unlikely you'll be able to take anything away from this one.
Say Cheese and Die!, one of the more memorable and celebrated of R.L. Stine's works (the title alone catches most parents' attention whenever I have to take someone shopping in my workplace to the Goosebumps books), is handled surprisingly well, though like most of these episodes, has some alterations which both hurt and help it in the end. The story for this one revolves around a kid named Greg, who while sneaking into a mysterious, older house with his friends, discovers and steals a futuristic-looking instant camera. He discovers that this device doesn't act like a traditional polaroid though, as the pictures that he takes of an individual seem to show what is set to happen to the person AFTER the photo comes out, and that none of these photographs display positive outcomes for them either. Worse yet, its original owner Spidey is now stalking his every move, and he wants his camera back no matter how he has to do it. Tonally, this feels like a lighter predecessor to horror favorites such as Final Destination, though it should come as no surprise that it is far tamer than flicks like that one. The first thing one should notice is the presence of a preteen Ryan Gosling, who is doing a rather admirable job for something that he could have half-assed this early in his career. The second thing is just how undeniably goofy Richard McMillan's Spidey looks and acts. He feels (and even looks like) a more maniacal version of Brent Spiner's character from Independence Day (ironically enough, McMillan would later go on to work with Roland Emmerich in The Day After Tomorrow), with a dash of Tommy Wiseau weirdness thrown in there for good measure. Shame that Gosling's costar Akiva David was murdered several years ago over drug trafficking though, because he's fairly good too. This was easily the best of the three, and one of the better episodes of the Goosebumps tv series that I've watched to date.
And.....that's it. See you again next year Goosebumps....assuming that Netflix doesn't pull you off of streaming like it did temporarily.
Tomorrow, I'm going to be at Monster-Mania Con in Maryland for a day or two, so uh, we'll have something on here, even if the review is likely to be shorter than usual.
I'm choosing to fill a small part of the gray area in my life with random reviews from the realms of cinema, music, and more things that are generally looked down upon by society. And you've chosen to read them apparently.
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Friday, October 4, 2019
Tuesday, October 16, 2018
Unseen Terror 2018: Day 16
Man, do I know how to pick 'em or what?
Anyway, this is going to be a bit of a quick one because of the fact that I have to work in a few hours. Plus, with a premise like this one, does it need a lengthy review?
Young couple Steve and Eileen move to a small apartment in New York, and despite the fact that their new abode is far from ideal, it's probably the most affordable one that they can find in early 90s pictures. The only appealing aspect to the place seems to be the refrigerator that immediately catches Steve's eye. Over time, the two begin to realize that there's something a bit off about the household appliance, and it's eventually discovered that not only is the fridge seemingly sentient and prone to murder, but also serves as a gateway to hell itself. So yeah, The Refrigerator.…...suffice to say, this won't be winning any major awards any time soon. Hell, the damn thing isn't even out on DVD (this was another bootleg purchase from Monster Mania). I knew what I was getting into with this early 90s straight-to-video turd. And yet, to my surprise, there's a tiny little part of me that enjoyed this more than I thought I would.
Anyway, despite advertising itself as a ridiculous, gory horror-comedy (at least if you're going by the premise and tagline of "No Survivors. Only Leftovers."), there's more supernatural shenanigans going on in The Refrigerator than one would expect. Its evil influence starts to rub off on Steve, who begins to see miniaturized human beings whenever he opens it and looks inside, and exhibits more aggressive, snappy behavior than usual. Female lead Eileen (played by Heather Graham-lookalike Julia McNeal) has dreams that she's being tied down for a ritualistic sacrifice, with the titular creation "looking" at her, and has visions of fetuses. Oh, and the refrigerator itself frequently leaks what appears to be blood onto the floor, and has a tendency to lunge at and corner people like a mad dog would. This fucking film man.
All of this leads me to the absolute highlight of this fecal waterslide: Juan the Plumber, played to absolute perfection by Angel Caban. Despite looking more like a motorcycle enthusiast than a repairman, he is just marvelously entertaining. Most of the cast in The Refrigerator seem to be well aware that they're in a completely dense horror-comedy, but you can just tell that he's taking the role that he signed on for (assuming he wasn't blackmailed) and going full camp. How this actor didn't receive some additional work, even in other 'B' movies is beyond me. Julia McNeal is a hoot too, but she can't seem to decide whether to try and be serious (the dialogue between her and either her mom or husband is very strait-laced) or to just give up and go with the flow.
Unfortunately, what brings The Refrigerator down quite a bit is how lacking it is in the "kills" department. Again, you have clearly marketed your motion picture as a ridiculous release (that borders on parody) about an appliance that horribly maims and slaughters people, but during its brief running time, there are barely any bodies that are disposed of. I kept thinking to myself that most of its nastier moments were being saved for the final ten minutes, because I've had quite a few experiences during the years of doing this marathon where that's been the case. And yes, the final moments of The Refrigerator are admittedly zany, and give off some Maximum Overdrive vibes, but making the viewer sit through all of the unnecessary melodrama and moments with a gypsy who seems to love spouting statements that she got from fortune cookies makes you question if all of this was worth it.
This is undoubtedly a piece of garbage, and the fact that it hasn't seen a release on any sort of disc format speaks volumes about its quality as a film. Still, The Refrigerator does have its moments of self-aware absurdness that occasionally leads to funny, bloody results. Fans of entertainingly shitty cinema might want to track this one down and grab their friends (along with a few six packs) for a fun movie night, though I'd say that if you search for a bootleg like I did, don't spend too much money on it.
Tomorrow, I'm gonna be at work for a rather long day, but any stress or pain can always be relieved by a trip to Japan!
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