A young woman walks into a police station in a very slow wide shot, the camera pointed straight on in a very clinical, detached way. She approaches the reception bench where a cop is busily shuffling paperwork, turns and moves down the room to a vending machine to stare at it. Barely minutes have passed and you’re immediately sure this isn’t a horror film either from Hollywood or influenced by Hollywood styles.
The woman, Luz (Luana Velis) is a taxi driver to whom something terrible has happened earlier in the night, but before we get even an inkling of her story we move to a couple, the sultry Nora (Julia Riedler), seducing a man in a bar named Dr Rossini (Jan Bluthart) by telling him a story about the rebellious girl (Luz) she went to school with.
What you might not realise without any foreknowledge of the plot is that Nora is possessed by an evil spirit, and that her seduction of Dr Rossini is a way to transfer it to him. When she does so, Nora’s body slumps, apparently dead, and Dr Rossini goes to the police station where Luz has surrendered herself.
It turns out the spirit is in love with Luz, and will do anything to be near her. Dr Rossini is called to the police station to help them with the catatonic woman, and the demon gets its chance.
With two detectives in attendance, Rossini puts Luz under hypnosis to find out what happened to her, but none of them have any idea they’re under the instruction of something from another realm, and the session turns into a nightmare when Luz’s memories seem to be playing out in front of them, and Dr Rossini’s colleagues get increasingly fearful for their lives.
A bit like the oft-discussed hotel room scene at the end of 2001: A Space Odyssey, the denouement seems fairly disinterested in the traditional dictates of story or narrative, writer/director Tilman Singer more interested in a visual fever dream than a plot.
The above description might be all you need to know to gauge whether you’ll respond to “Luz” or not. It’s slow moving and makes no concessions for the viewer, so some will be turned off within minutes. But if you stick with it there are some very stylistic pleasures to be found. The marketing material that accompanied the film mentions David Cronenberg, Dario Argento and Lucio Fulci and whether they were Singer’s influences or not, it’s as fair a summing up as you could probably get.
Shot all in a couple of locations on scratchy 16mm film and running only a shade over an hour it has dreamlike cinematography, swinging from still and stark to smoky and back again. The action is moody and low key, and while it’s a demon possession horror movie with no laying on of crosses, spewing of pea soup or even a single jump scare, you’ll love it if you’re a fan of the kind of alt-horror that used to be popular in the pre-video nasty era.
Like any series, there’s usually a point where Henry Winkler is forced to peel himself into a wet suit and jump over a foam white pointer – thankfully for The CW’s “Arrow” that time hasn’t come yet (and with the show about to wrap, it might not come).
Seven 7, believe it or not, actually plants a welcome firecracker under the show’s touché by shaking things up and adding some compel back into proceedings, with the now-outed Green Arrow behind bars, facing some of the rogues he put in there over the past seasons. Stephen Amell is as good as ever but it’s Emily Bett Richard’s Felicity Smoak who gets the dynamite arc this season.
Nice fan-pleasing assortment of bibs and bobs including Comic-Con panel, featurettes, gag reel, deleted scenes.
A film that’s concept is arguably more awesome than the offering itself, “The Banana Splits” will largely appeal to those with a woody for nostalgia and those with a love of torture porn.
A weird combo, sure, but for the most part this forgettable but fun works. There’s also some good laughs to be had.
Still the most enjoyable, and ostensibly most delicately-handled of the current crop of superhero shows, “The Flash” continues to knock it out of the park with its ridiculous-though-ridiculously entertaining storytelling, gifted and extremely likeable cast, and in the case of season 5, a solid and surprisingly emotional arc concerning Barry and Iris’s daughter, Nora, who has traveled back in time.
If even just to see what the super-adaptable Tom Cavanagh is doing that week, “The Flash” remains mandatory viewing.
Where “The Big Bang Theory” started to suffer in its later seasons, it’s surprisingly-dissimilar spin-off “Young Sheldon” succeeded.
More “The Wonder Years” than an extension of its multi-camera parent, the clever, relatable and very funny coming-of-age story trades pop culture gags for life lessons and two seasons in, it’s a barter that works.
There’s some absolute corker episodes on the set, in particular one where the very unique Sheldon hears that kids with stunted childhoods end up social outcasts, so decides he better start acting more like his peers.
Unashamed vehicle for ”Saturday Night Live” star Carrey from beginning to end, the proof being that without him, it would have been a thoroughly unremarkable movie.
Carrey is a detective who only works cases about animals. He’s hired to find the dolphin mascot of an American football team.
To say it unleashed Carrey onto the world is an understatement – every part of his body is like a contortionist on acid every second he’s on the screen, and the movie has no real redeeming features (aside from a bunch of cheap laughs) except to showcase his comic ‘talents’.
DVD : The newly-released Via Vision DVD includes a very decent transfer, audio commentary and theatrical trailer.
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