forgetableness is its own fault rather than mine although for horror fans who
can tolerate shitting terrible acting, it does have some decent practical effects when people start getting murderkilled.
You know how people
who were witnesses to significant historical events 'break their silence for
the first time about that day' forty years on, or some such stuff?
Well, it's all
bollocks, don't believe a word they say. I watched this film last week and had
to look it up on two websites before I remembered what happened in it, and my
memory's still a bit patchy.
I suppose you could
say that when 8yr old Billy Applefarm saw JFK get shot in Texas it might've
created more of a mental impression than a man in his forties indifferently
watching a generic horror film, but shut-up and who cares.
The original Purge
was a good idea for a film. If it was made thirty-five years ago by John
Carpenter in his prime, it would've been fantastic. Think of Escape From New
York and you'll probably see why I suggest Carpenter would have fit so well.
Sadly, as it was made
in modern times, the initially thrilling concept of a single day of the year
when all acts are decriminalised, was run through the idiot filters and the
three purge films have shit into the cinemas to the delight of cretins.
That said, I've watched
all three and this one was probably the most entertaining.
I've waffled on about the films of Andrew Jones on here before. The lack of budget and hurried production splits through the seams of everything he's done so far, however, I like his stuff. It has a cheery spirit, make-do attitude and sense of fun that films with 1000 times the budget could learn a lot from.
I mean it's total bumwash, but, well, isn't everything?
This is (I think) the third film that the Robert The Doll, er, 'character' has featured in. Robert is like an evil ventriloquists assistant. Think of Keith Harris being directed by William Friedkin:
Half way through something started to trouble me about this and every other possessed toy film I've seen, so I took to Twitter and asked the chap responsible, rather pleasingly, he replied:
Well, Mr Jones, if you read this, ensure that there's a wood chipper churning away beneath the window. Y'know, just to make sure.
Anyway, if you've seen any of young Jones' other films, you'll probably know what to expect. Special mention for both Clare Gollop's amusing dialogue delivery and (the extremely attractive) Tiffany Ceri's credible performance.
In a film about a murderous doll. So, like, don't go in expecting some shit with Ralph Fiennes poncing on about Shakespeare and all that.