|THE SKULLS IN THE SKY|
Presumably on Wes Craven's street that is his house! Welcome back to The Tagline everyone, today I will keep the ball rolling with more sort of horror, brought to you from the master of poor timing and genre confusion, Wes Craven! To be honest, I had previously not seen enough Wes Craven movies to entirely connect the dots. I had seen the Freddy movies, I'd seen Vampire in Brooklyn (more on that disaster here) and I'd watched cumulatively maybe like 2/3rds of a Scream movie (of which I believe there are approximately 700 thousand). Looking back now, I can see a common pattern of terrible timing, intermixing scenes of gruesome brutality and child abuse, with goofy Home Alone style kid's movie humor and slapstick. So just as we saw in Vampire in Brooklyn, so too shall we see today in The People Under the Stairs, a heartwarming tale about a young boy nicknamed Fool, who goes on a mission to steal gold from the cruel rich landlords trying to evict his family from their tenement in the ghetto. That sounds like a kid's movie right? Well hold on, let me add a little more context and then we'll see if you still feel the same way.
|This is not how normal people behave.|
|Also he has no tongue. No big deal.|
While not as egregious as in Vampire in Brooklyn, the People Under the Stairs suffers from similar issues of timing, and a bizarre mix of unfunny humor and unscary horror. While the prospect of some sketchy gimp with a basement full of cannibals and abused children is certainly awful, it doesn't exactly fill me with dread when it's happening in a movie, especially when half the time the author seems to be playing it for camp. What it seems is offensive and sort of makes me uncomfortable, like when a co-worker makes an off color joke about and you just sort of try to go hmmmm and get away from them forever because you can't just come out and tell them that they're awful because you're trapped in this work environment with them and need to hope someone who can fire them hears that joke someday. That sentence is how Wes Craven sometimes makes me feel. Thanks Wes.
|That's how I feel too Fool, that's how I feel too.|
As a final aside, I have to note that the feral cannibals from the basement escape at the end, which is swell except for the part where they are now dark dwelling cannibals who when left to their own devices will most likely you know hunt and eat people. That's the start of another horror movie I think. At any rate, my conclusion here is that I have now seen another Wes Craven movie that I did not find good or especially enjoyable. I enjoyed the dog that they used and tried to make seem mean and scary, because it was clearly a very nice dog that was having a really fun time pretending to be a scary dog with dubbed over mean dog noises. That was probably the best part of the movie. Watching a girl be thrown into a scalding hot tub of water was not my favorite thing.
That's it for today! Join me again on Thursday, when I may try to take a break from horror and watch a movie that sucks less. Or not, you never really can be sure!