|Title:||Gates of Hell|
|03.09.06||Terror Thursday|| So yeah I missed the Taxi Driver screening tonight in order to get some stuff done before SXSW but I made sure to get downtown on a busy thursday night to see the next Terror Thursday. Tonight was much more packed than the previous three weeks (I credited to early south-by-ers), filled with people wondering aloud if the alamo really served beer or what. This, coupled with Kier-La's introducing me to her friend last night as "Brian, a regular here" plants me pretty firmly as an established Alamo junkie. I think I am also becoming more Austinian because whereas last year I was all excited by SXSW and didn't mind waiting like 8 hours in a goth club just to see the one band I came for, now I am just hassled by all of the out-of-towners and can't wait for them to leave even though most of them aren't even here yet. I guess I have more than a bit of my mom's anti-social behavior in me after all.|
So this movie left me pretty cold. There were a few gore scenes which delivered (mostly because it's gross to have intestines in your mouth, whether they're yours or someone else's), but for the most part just a lot of zooms in and out on people's faces. I'm ok with the story not making much sense but I still resent how placing a movie in Dunwich constitutes a "Lovecraftian" label. I think the thing I want most in life is to make an honest-to-goodness good Lovecraft movie. Something that would make all of my old goth-elitist highschool friends happy. Not a Stuart Gordon version of Lovecraft nor John Carpenter or Stephen King versions but an actual authentic Lovecraft version of Lovecraft. It would be slow and the main characters would be old and people would go insane and at the end you'd just see like one tentacle of one of the elder gods and it would be jazz all over your mind. Until then, I guess all you have to do is call the town Dunwich.
There were a few gags I liked in here though. The crying blood was awesome, the wall bleeding after it's hit with all the glass shards was awesome, the drill through the head was awesome, and the hole through the priest's guts at the end was pretty good too. I didn't get all of the squeezing-the-back-of-the-head-till-brains-ooze-out thing though... It'd seem like there's easier ways to do that. The next Terror Thursday though, after all this SXSW nonsense, is Street Trash... so I'm definitely set for that.