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Critters: a guest post by Dylan Duarte

The guest posts aren’t quite over yet. I have one more bonus post from a blog reader who contacted me at the start of the marathon asking to take part. Who am I to refuse when the subject is Critters, one of my guilty pleasures. Enjoy.

… and HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
Critters
by Dylan Duarte
I grew up in the 80s without any cable. The rabbit ears we slapped on top of the television gave us a few channels, but most of my time in front of the television was spent re-watching old VHS tapes that we acquired from God knows where. Pee Wee’s Big Adventure was on one of those tapes, which explains my undying love for the Paul Reubens character. Stephen King’s Maximum Overdrive was on another tape, or maybe even the same as Pee Wee, so that was another film I watched repeatedly. There are certain scenes ingrained into my memory. I’ll never forget the scene where the vending machine shoots a soda at the baseball coach’s crotch, or the driver-less ice cream truck, or Stephen King’s cameo, where the ATM calls him an asshole. I don’t know how I knew who Stephen King was way back then, but I did.

These films shaped me, for better or worse, but none of them had an impact like the 1986 science fiction horror Critters. Like a lot of horror films, especially from that era, the main protagonist was a kid, Brad Brown. Brad was played by actor Scott Grimes, who was fifteen years old at the time. Grimes’s biggest roles to date have been Dr. Archie Morris on ER, Will McCorkle on Party of Five, and Tech Sergeant Donald Malarkey on the critically-acclaimed HBO miniseries Band of Brothers. I was never a fan of ER or Party of Five, but when I spotted him on Band of Brothers, I immediately jumped on the internet to see if he was the kid from Critters, which he obviously was.

Despite the impact the film had on me, there are bits and pieces I don’t remember, but I do remember plenty. I remember Brad, I remember Charlie, the town drunk, I remember the Critters themselves, and I remember the shape-shifting bounty hunters that were sent to clean them up. And I even remember Billy Zane, though at the time I didn’t know who he was.

Critters were the reason that I never watched my back for monsters, I watched my feet. And there small size was deceptive. It made them harder to spot and ultimately harder to kill. They were wily, fast, and while you were focused on killing one of them, a dozen more would make their move.

There’s a moment in the film in which Helen Brown (Dee Wallace-Stone) is watching dishes in the kitchen. Their sink, like most, is situated in front of a window, and Helen peers out into the night as she cleans. Suddenly, she spots something moving and becomes frightened. She might’ve screamed, I’m not sure. She thinks it’s an animal, we know it’s a critter. To this day, I grow slight uneasy when looking out my kitchen window at night. It could be for a multitude of reasons, but that scene in Critters will always stick in my mind.

And then there’s the matter of my childhood bed. When I was a child, my bed was very low to the ground. It had a frame, but one that barely lifted it. I imagine a lot of kids had similar beds, for accessibility reasons. My bed was adjacent to the door, which stayed open at night. I would lie in bed, facing the doorway, and peer out into the hallway. We had night lights in the hallway, but they only made it worse. A lot of kids prefer night lights, and I’m sure I did to some extent, but they were not without their downside. The light is great, but it’s where the light stops that’s truly terrifying, that wall that fades into darkness. So there I was, every night, at Critter feeding level, staring out across the carpet into the outskirts of the light, watching for those glowing red eyes.


Guest author Dylan Duarte is crazy about film, the written word, and potted meat. He writes on a variety of subjects, including Halloween costumes. He can be reached at dylnduarte@gmail.com.

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That Halloween Spirit: a guest post by Michael West

Michael West is the critically acclaimed author of Cinema of Shadows, The Wide Game, and Skull Full of Kisses.  A life-long fan of all things horror and Halloween, he lives and works in the Indianapolis are with his wife, their two children, their bird, Rodan, and turtle, Gamera.  Fans can keep up with him and his writing by visiting his website: http://www.bymichaelwest.com

After reviewing Michael’s Cinema of Shadows recently, I thought he’d be a perfect author to coax into writing a little something for the Monster Movie Marathon. Well, boy howdy, did he go the extra mile in writing a testimonial to Halloween and the monsters who revel in it. Enjoy.

That Halloween Spirit
by Michael West

I’ll admit it: I’m a creature of habit…of tradition, if you will. Every year, I must watch It’s A Wonderful Life and How the Grinch Stole Christmas (the original cartoon, thank you very much!) sometime on or shortly after Thanksgiving. Call me sappy, but it just doesn’t seem like the Christmas season unless I’ve seen those flicks at least once. The same is true about my beloved All Hallow’s Eve. Sure, I can carve a pumpkin and put graves in my front yard, but I’m just not fully into the festive spirit of the holiday until I watch some Halloween-themed movies.
 
If you look up the “Greatest Halloween Movies” on-line, you get a lot of wonderful lists.  But if you look closely, most of the films they talk about really have nothing to do with Halloween.  Oh, don’t get me wrong, they’re some great Horror flicks: The Exorcist, Dawn of the Dead, American Werewolf in London…all required viewing for everyone who considers themselves a fan of the genre, but by in large, they’ve got nothing to do with the holiday itself.  It seems, unlike Christmas movies, which are all set on or around December 25th, to be considered a “Halloween movie,” you just have to be scary.  
 
Well, I can (and do) watch scary movies all year long, so when October rolls around, I want something a little more, something specific to the season.  

First up has to be John Carpenter’s Halloween.  This film is terrifying from the very first frame. The camera slowly pushes in on a Jack-O-Lantern—the only light on an otherwise black screen. Names flash around the blazing pumpkin, and we hear music. Chilling music. Carpenter’s main theme is one of the most memorable in motion picture history and sets the stage for the terror that follows. After the last credit appears, we are welcomed to Haddonfield, IL. It is Halloween night, 1963, and the camera rushes toward an innocent looking house—beginning a single, continuous POV shot that rivals Orson Welles’ opening to Touch of Evil. We see what Michael Myers sees as he grabs a butcher knife from the kitchen, creeps up the stairs, and slips on a clown mask. We then watch helplessly through the eyeholes of the mask as he walks into his teenage sister’s bedroom and stabs her repeatedly. His act of murder complete, Michael walks out the front door and onto the lawn where a man and a woman wait. They remove the mask and we see that this killer has been a six-year-old boy. 
 
Fast forward to October 30th, 1978. Myers is now an adult and must appear before the court. When his psychiatrist (Donald Pleasence) arrives to escort him, Michael steals the car and heads back to Haddonfield. He arrives on Halloween, finds three teenage friends to stalk—Laurie (Jamie Lee Curtis), Annie (Nancy Loomis), and Linda (P.J Soles), and picks up where he left off 15 years before.
 
John Carpenter’s Halloween was a terrifying experience in 1978 and it remains just as frightening today. If you have never seen it in the widescreen format, however, you have never truly experienced it. Carpenter knows how to use the scope aspect ratio to the fullest. Characters will be walking or talking calmly in the foreground while something lurks off to the side or in the window behind them. Sure, the slasher films that followed have copied this technique, but none have been able to duplicate the artistry and execution Carpenter achieves here.
 
The writing in the film is also key to building suspense. Debra Hill and Carpenter have fashioned real teenage girls with strong friendships and real-life problems. We grow to care about them, and that makes the danger they are in far more palpable.
 
Acting is often the sore spot in a horror film. Not here. Despite the fact that Christopher Lee was originally offered the role, it is impossible to imagine anyone but Donald Pleasence as Dr. Loomis. He delivers Carpenter and Hill’s long soliloquies on the nature of evil with a soft voice that draws you in. Like Robert Shaw’s Indianapolis story in Jaws, you are riveted to every spine-chilling word. Pleasence also uses his eyes to great effect. They are always looking—always searching for his elusive foe. And Jamie Lee Curtis is perfect as Laurie. She is shy and vulnerable, but she is strong when she has to be. There have been countless “virginal” heroines in slasher movies. They are all trying to be Jamie Lee, and they all pale by comparison.
 
John Carpenter’s Halloween is simply flawless. This is what every horror movie aspires to: atmospheric, fun, frightening, and relentless.  But as good as the film is, it isn’t really about Halloween, is it?  Sure, the holiday makes for a great setting, but like so many films on those Halloween lists, this movie could have happened at any time of the year.  
 
Not so with the third film in the franchise.
After the Michael Myers storyline seemed to end with Halloween II, John Carpenter and producer Debra Hill had a brilliant idea to keep the series going.  They proposed creating a new stand-alone Horror story each year, every one of them centered around the Halloween season.  And so they tapped writer/director Tommy Lee Wallace to craft Halloween III: Season of the Witch.  Had the film been a success, we could have looked forward to a new and exciting Samhain-oriented Halloween movie each October.  But audiences came away angry, upset that the film was so different from its predecessors, and so we now get stuck with the latest Saw or Paranormal Activity as our only big screen options this time of year instead.  
 
For me, Halloween III: Season of the Witch has remained a perennial favorite because it is its own imaginative, original story.   And what a diabolical story it is!   A modern warlock, Conal Cochran (Dan O’Herlihy), plans to kill the majority of the world’s children with their own Halloween costumes.  His insidious plot begins, as insidious plots often do, with an advertising jingle: “Eight more days ’til Halloween, Halloween, Halloween. Eight more days ’til Halloween, Silver Shamrock!”  The infectious tune is repeated over and over, counting down the days in radio spots and television commercials, drawing children in like a Pied Piper to their doom.  O’Herlihy is amazing here, making Cochran swing naturally and effortlessly from grandfatherly to sadistic, but always remaining just plain creepy.  His speech on the true nature of Halloween is simply mesmerizing, and one of the best moments of any Halloween film. 
 
The film is visually striking.  Director Tommy Lee Wallace works with Carpenter’s long-time cinematographer Dean Cundey to compose wonderful anamorphic widescreen shots: the deserted town of Santa Mira, where Cochran’s mask factory, Silver Shamrock Novelties, is based; trick-or-treaters silhouetted on a hill at dusk, the lights of the city below; armies of robotic Silver Shamrock employees moving in like zombies from a Romero film.  It is all wonderful, atmospheric, and eerie stuff!  
 
In a homage to Invasion of the Body Snatchers, the film builds to an open-ended finale, with actor Tom Adkins (The Fog) screaming to anyone who will listen, trying to warn them of the coming apocalypse; a bleak, chilling climax that may be another reason viewers were left cold upon its release in 1982.  Too bad.  I for one would love to have seen more entries in a Michael Myers-free anthology series.      
 
Speaking of anthologies, we have just enough time for one more Halloween-themed film, and in my humble opinion, I’ve saved the best for last…
Trick ‘r’ Treat isn’t just set on Halloween, and it’s not just about the day itself.  No.  Michael Dougherty’s directorial debut is a full-fledged love letter to the entire season. In fact, the movie is so full of Halloween spirit that it actually appears incarnate: Sam (short for Samhain, of course), a disturbing little villain (or is he the hero?) who, like the movie he stars in, is brilliantly conceived.
 
There’s really not much I can tell you about the plot of Trick ‘r’ Treat, as part of the joy of this movie is having it unfold before your eyes, like some cryptic puzzlebox you solve bit-by-bit as you go.  What I can tell you is that the movie deals with the rules of Halloween.  Like Cochran from Halloween III, Sam is here to remind us of the age old traditions that we seem to have forgotten along the way.  It features four intertwined stores, all taking place on the same Halloween night, and each one demonstrating the consequences of not following these traditions to the letter, and man…the consequences are steep!
 
Michael Dougherty deserves more praise than I can possibly give him here.  His writing is crisp, his characters instantly engaging, and his plots are tied together so effortlessly, so completely, that it truly is amazing.  And his eye for visual storytelling is every bit as good.  He fills every frame with so much atmosphere, you can actually smell the dead leaves, feel the late-night chill, and taste the candy.  
 
Trick ‘r’ Treat just gets better with each repeated viewing.  Details missed the first time around become clear, only adding to the awe you feel for Dougherty and his cast (including Anna Paquin, Dylan Baker, and Brian Cox, who modeled his look after photos of John Carpenter).and what they’ve been able to accomplish here.  I don’t think it’s too bold a statement to say that this may be a perfect film, and once you see it, I’m sure you’ll agree.
 
And there you have it boys and ghouls:  the ultimate Halloween trifecta.  So fire up the DVD player, light the Jack-O-Lantern, grab a bowl of candy corn, turn out the lights, and let the season begin!

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Lake Placid: a guest post from Jennifer at Book Den

Jennifer’s blog Book Den might be one of the most deceptively embracing of the horror genre. But make no mistake, once you start reading her blog you realize she has a strong appreciation for dark fiction in all its forms, from straight-up horror to the dystopian YA.

I asked her to write a little something for the Monster Movie Marathon, and she wound up choosing a movie I think goes under a lot of people’s radars. I’ll admit I didn’t care for the movie when I first saw it, but it’s kind of grown on me as the years accumulate. And it’s got Oliver Platt, so how bad can it really be.

Lake Placid
by Jennifer

Growing up on the Louisiana coast, I had my fair share of alligator encounters. It wasn’t until one particular nightmarish encounter that I became as terrified of reptilian beasts as mother nature probably intended. (You’d be amazed how far an alligator can torque its body mid-air.) Despite my fear – or maybe somehow because of it – Lake Placid is one of my favorite monster movies.

When a diver is torn in half in front of the local sheriff (Brendan Gleeson), a game warden (Bill Pullman) and a paleontologist (Bridget Fonda) are brought in to help investigate. Rounding out this enjoyable ensemble is an eccentric crocodile guru (Oliver Platt) and a resident of Lake Placid (Betty White). If you haven’t seen Lake Placid and you are a fan of Betty White, she’s worth the price of admission.

We discover early on there is a giant 30-foot crocodile in the lake, so like any predictable horror movie the characters need to swim, hang out on the water, and stand on the shoreline. There are a few things, however, that make Lake Placid unpredictable and one of my favorite monster movies. One is the level of humor. The chemistry of the cast and the humorous frights give Lake Placid a strong comedic element. It’s nice to see people get dismembered and want to laugh about it. Secondly, Betty White. And lastly, I love how much I wind up rooting for the crocodile.

If you come across a copy of Lake Placid and you enjoy comedy in your monster movies, it’s a fun little flick.

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The Inner Animal: a guest post by Zoe Whitten

I should not be surprised that the author of Peter the Wolf might have something to say about werewolves. Zoe Whitten writes all kinds of weird and wonderful stuff, so when I asked her to write a guest post for the Monster Movie Marathon, she was generous enough to talk about the fur-bearing fascination she has. Pay Zoe a visit at her blog or check out her profile on Smashwords.
Before you do that, be sure to read what she has to say about a couple of cult favorites in the werewolf genre. I’ve only seen one and hope to see the other someday.
The Inner Animal
by Zoe Whitten  
I’m a big fan of werewolves, and of most shapeshifters of the furry kind. But for as cool as werewolves are, I think they don’t get as much love as vampires in movies. It’s not just that vampires are cooler, temperature-wise. (Sorry.) They’re cheaper to depict on film with a few prosthetics and a less physically demanding transformation from human to monster. With a good werewolf film, you either have to get by on a few glimpses of the monsters in a flash, or you have monsters spending too much time on camera, resulting in people recognizing that they’re looking at a puppet or a guy in a suit. This is a major problem with some of the Howling later movies, for instance.

For my Halloween guest post, I wanted  to talk about two of my all-time favorite werewolf movies, American Werewolf in London and Dog Soldiers. I first saw American Werewolf in London when I was eight. We’d just got a VHS recorder for the first time, and my dad took to renting films like a crack addict would in later generations. Dad loved to rent horror films, and this was one of the first I’d ever seen. (Funny story: now in his old age, Dad can’t watch horror, and he’s rather fond of chick flicks. Yes, really.) I’ve seen it many times since that first viewing, it has stood the test of time well, perhaps because actor David Naughton does such a great job convincing me of his struggle to stay in control. Then again, this film stays fresh in my mind because of David’s first transformation. In an age before computers made everything easy with CGI and blue screens, filmmakers struggled to make a sequence that conveyed the grueling agony that a human would go through turning into a wolf. And they succeeded, I think, because to this day, I recall David’s hand stretching and shiver.

You don’t really see the werewolf often in the film, but you don’t have to. That first transformation has so much visual punch, it carries you through the cheesier parts of the film. Then there’s the dream sequence with the Nazi monsters killing David’s family to keep the tension going. I admit, the film loses a bit of tension with the final act taking place in a porn theater. So there’s all these moans killing the tension even while the grisly ghosts are giving David ideas on how to kill himself. But as you can see, this blend of morbid humor and violence influenced me quite a bit, since it shows up in a lot of my work.

David’s character is a wolf cursed recently, and he fights against his animal nature, which is the exact opposite of the wolf pack in Dog Soldiers. The pack in this film revel in being hunters, and they’ve got a bunch of their favorite food cornered in a cabin. Despite taking place in the middle of nowhere, it still feels a bit claustrophobic. This is due a lot to the camera technique making you feel like you’re standing too close to everyone and everything.

But you don’t really see much of the wolves until later in the film, not even in their untransformed human forms. Here, the stars of the show are a group of Scottish soldiers on what they think is a routine training operation. Kevin McKidd and Sean Pertwee both play soldiers fighting against the wolves, and what sucked me into this movie is Pertwee’s gruff sergeant character telling the story of a deceased friend’s tattoo. This has nothing to do with the wolves, but it’s just so creepy that it helps set the tone for the rest of the film. It also make Pertwee one of the easiest to identify with, second only to McKidd’s character. But McKidd cheated because he refuses to shoot a dog right at the start of the movie. That would instantly win cool point with me, even if I can recognize it as a cheap trick. Pertwee gets me liking him while he’s telling a scary story that has nothing at all to do with the movie. That’s talent.

Both films share the technique of flashing the camera around their monsters, which I think helps strengthen the fear factor. Visually, everything happens so fast that you don’t have a chance to process it all. Your brain even adds scarier details that may not have been there because the blurriness is something our mind doesn’t like. So we need to add detail to fill in the blurs. And what we see in our heads is most likely scarier than what was really on screen.

The movies chose to look at the wolf from slightly different perspectives. Dog Soldiers looks at the victims of a wolf pack, and while the soldiers are brash, there was not a one among them besides the evil commander who I was hoping would get eaten. With every other soldier, I was in classic horror movie viewer mode, yelling out, “No, dude! Run!” at all the times when obviously, someone failed to run fast enough.

American Werewolf in London looks at the monster itself and finds that some are victims of the curse rather than gleeful agents of evil. The transformation strips away David’s humanity in a painful way, and he cannot control his urges to change. In the aftermath of every attack, David is left with visions he doesn’t understand, and he is haunted by people claiming that he killed them. He’s struggling with his sanity, and so even if he is the monster eating people, when the police shoot him, I feel just as upset as Nurse Price with his fate. In fact, the ending upsets me so much that years later, I developed a kind of denial that it wasn’t “fair” because no one had used silver bullets.

Which I think is why I like werewolves so much as a story vehicle, because there’s the possibility to look at the monster and see their struggle against their inner animal just as much as there is to find a story with their victims. Which lends the mythos a more tragic aspect because you know how most werewolf movies will end. But a film like Dog Soldiers is no less entertaining for looking at the victims, even if they’re also meeting a similar grisly fate. It’s still tragic, and both films share similar themes. But writers are able to make either point of view sympathetic with the right tweaks.

Of course, both films share a sarcastic sense of humor, and I think that helps sell the horror better, and it makes the characters easier to like, even when they’re doing things I should feel uncomfortable with. Both films juggle dark humor and scares well, and both employ similar filming techniques with their monsters to keep me perched in my seat. Which is why both films are high on my list of films to check out for Halloween.

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Brotherhood of the Wolf: a guest post by Ryan from Wordsmithsonia

 Ryan has a great blog called Wordsmithsonia, which features reviews on books, movies, and one of my favorite features: Favorite Fiction Characters (anybody with an appreciation for Paddington Bear is alright in my book). When I asked Ryan to contribute a guest post this year, he chose a often-overlooked werewolf movie. If you can handle the subtitles–I say skip the dubbed version–it’s an engaging film. Here’s Ryan’s take …

Brotherhood of the Wolf
a guest post by Ryan Groff 
Is it bad of me to say I normally like foreign movies over American made films?  Does that make me some sort of snob with pretentious aspirations?  I guess it would make me sound even worse if I think most modern day “horror” movies just don’t cut it for me.   They tend to go in more for the gore and less for the storyline, at least a storyline that makes sense.  Because of all this, when Gef asked me to participate in his Monster Movie Marathon, I found myself panicking a little bit.  At first I thought I would go for one of the classic monsters; Godzilla, Rodan, Dracula, well you get the point.  For whatever reason, I found myself straying from that idea though.  I found myself thinking of something a little more human, the monster that resides within the human body.  I didn’t think that was what Gef was looking for though, so I set my sites on one of my favorite movies that looks at both the literal and metaphoric monsters.  The reality of it being a French movie that looks back at a small piece of real history makes it that much cooler, at least for me.

Brotherhood of the Wolf, is a 2001 French film directed by Christophe Gans.  When I saw it in the theater for the first time, I fell in love.  I’m not going to go into too much detail about the plot points or characters.  I won’t bore you with who starred in the movie, though the gorgeous Monica Bellucci does costar as a prostitute on a mission from the Pope.  What I want to talk about instead in the literal monster that slaughtered hundreds of victims and the human monsters that created and controlled him.

The movie takes inspiration form the Beast of Gevaudan, an unidentified creature(s) that ravaged the French countryside from 1764 to 1767, claiming 113 fatalities.  Other than the creature being vaguely lupine, nobody really knows what it was, or why it stopped.  The monster in the movie though is a little different.  He isn’t seen for quite a while, though his handiwork is.  He tears his victims apart with the jaw belonging to an animal that weighs at least 500lbs.  He kills with no distinction between man, woman, or child.  The countryside is in constant fear of where he might strike next.  Once we do get a look at him, he’s like nothing I’ve ever seen.  He’s vaguely wolf or lion in shape but is covered in some sort of strange armor.  Not really metallic, though his outer teeth and claws are made from steel.  He has metal spikes rising from his back and the armor seems to move with him like a second skin. Bullets don’t seem to harm him and he disappears as if he’s a ghost.  He’s truly a magnificent creature with a grace all his own.  He is a true monster though, he is savage and seems to enjoy his kills.  Even though it’s all do to training through pain and cruelty, the Beast of Gevaudan is a truly frightening creature.

Now we come to the truly monstrous aspect of this movie.  Much like Dr. Frankenstein or the scientists who create The Other in Dean Koontz’s The Watchers, I feel the real monsters are the humans that have created and controlled him to further their own ends.  He is a pawn in their misguided quest for power, a quest that has brought them down a treasonous path.  It’s a path led by a truly depraved priest who wants to bring the country and king back to the church, he’s willing to kill as many “peasants” as it takes to achieve his end.  He isn’t the only human monster in this, most of other aren’t as bad, but one is even worse.  He’s the creature that brought a strange creature back from Africa.  He’s the depraved human being that killed all the creatures cubs but one, the most powerful one.  He’s the monster that raised it with an iron hand to be the savage Beast of Gevaudan.  He’s the inhuman thing that kills his own sister when she refuses his sexual advances.  He’s the one that is brought down like the savage he is by the end of the movie.
For those of you who have seen the movie, you know there is so much more to this movie than what I’ve seen. For those of you who haven’t seen the movie, know that if you ever watch it, you will be treated to some of the coolest fight scenes ever filmed, camera work that is out of this world, and a group of characters that will have you enraptured from the beginning.

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Mummies: a guest post from vvb32reads

VVB (I call her Velvet) loves books of every stripe it seems, but she tends to favor the books with an element of darkness, weirdness, or the strange. And she maintains a great blog to express her love of such books. After you finish reading about her love for mummies, be sure to visit her blog which will have a review related to this very topic: http://vvb32reads.blogspot.com/

Mummies
by vvb
A mummy is a body, human or animal, whose skin and organs have been preserved by either intentional or incidental exposure to chemicals, extreme coldness (ice mummies), very low humidity, or lack of air when bodies are submerged in bogs, so that the recovered body will not decay further if kept in cool and dry conditions. Some authorities restrict the use of the term to bodies deliberately embalmed with chemicals, but the use of the word to cover accidentally desiccated bodies goes back at least to the 1730s. – per wikipedia (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mummy )
The Extraordinary Adventures of Adele Blanc-Sec
IMDB
France, 2010; DVD
Available via Amazon
Directed by: Luc Besson
Starring: Louise Bourgoin
Description:
The year is 1912. Adele Blanc-Sec, an intrepid young reporter, will go to any lengths to achieve her aims, including sailing to Egypt to tackle mummies of all shapes and sizes. 
Meanwhile, in Paris, it’s panic stations!
A 136 million-year old pterodactyl egg on a shelf in the natural history museum has mysteriously hatched, and the bird subjects the city to a reign of terror from the skies.
But nothing fazes Adele Blanc-Sec, whose adventures reveal many more extraordinary surprises…

My two bits: fun and campy
Although there are actually two monsters in this story a pterodactyl and mummies, I decided to focus on the mummies.
When I first spotted this french gem, I was taken with the trailer (see above) with its supernatural, Victorian and hints of steampunk mix.
The film turns out to be a fun piece, but better watched with English subtitles rather than dubbed. I wasn’t crazy about the voice for Adele and the pacing of the her dialogue made her sound silly instead of the tough chick that she is.
As for the mummies…
Patmosis is the focus for Adele. He turns out to be a comedic character with a bit of a British accent despite being Egyptian. Not a scary sort of fellow, but scary looking nevertheless.
The mummies do have certain supernatural abilities that they use to help Adele with her predicament. So, you can say they turn out to be good guys.
All-in-all I enjoyed this film with its somewhat tame mummies.
FYI:  film based on comic series…
The Extraordinary Adventures of Adele Blanc-Sec: Pterror Over Paris / The Eiffel Tower Demon (Vol. 1) (via Amazon) by Jacques Tardi – MY REVIEW

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Night of the Comet: a guest post by Rosey’s Reviews

I wrote a few guest posts earlier this year for Rosey’s Reviews. One about the series finale of Smallville, the sixth season of Supernatural, a mid-year list of my favorite books so far, and another about my favorite fantasy book series, The Dark Tower.

So it seems only fair I invite Rosey to write something here, and the Monster Movie Marathon was the perfect chance. The movie Rosey decided to write about is one I’ve never seen, but I think I’ll have to hunt it down now. What do you think?

Rosey’s Thoughts on Night of the Comet

Staring:
Robert Beltran…Hector
Catherine Mary Stewart…Regina
Kelli Maroney…Samantha
Sharon Farrell…Doris
Mary Woronov…Audrey
Geoffrey Lewis…Carter
Peter Fox…Wilson
John Achorn…Oscar
Michael Bowen…Larry
Director: Thom Eberhardt
Release Date: 16 November 1984 (USA)

Plot:
A comet wipes out most of life on Earth, leaving two Valley Girls to fight the evil types who survive.

Verdict:
The cheese-o-meater on this movie is is through the roof! It starts out with some voice over about the comet hitting 65 million tears ago and then cuts to Regina (Catherine Mary Stewart) playing an old school game of Tempest. The comet is going by soon but Regina wants none of it. She wants to have sex with her boyfriend in the projection booth instead. Well that just saved her life because everyone that was outside either turned to red dust or became a zombie. Regina gets attacked by a zombie that I’m sure was an extra in Thriller. She gets away on her boyfriends motorcycle and drives through Los Angles, back to the Valley to her home. There are no cars, no people, no nothing. Just a red hazy cloud in the sky. Now I can see not figuring out something is wrong in LA with a red haze but…NO TRAFFIC!? HELLO!!! She gets home and finds her younger sister, Sam. They head down to the radio station thinking someone is still there. Only no one is there besides a guy that I thought was Eric Estrada for a good five minutes. It isn’t him BTW.

Question: What do you do when the zombie apocalypse is happening? Well go shopping with your sister! Duh!!

While in the store the girls get shot at by zombies. They are saved by these scientist whom put built an underground facility to live because they new the comet was bad news. They take Reg but leave her sister. Hector comes back in a Santa Claus outfit BTW. Because that’s normal. Anyways, the scientist turn out to be wackadoodles and they get the hell out of there.

The rain comes and cleans all the dust and haze away. Because obviously that is all it takes.

Oh and I think there are about less then ten zombies in the movie.

The screenplay and the acting are just terrible. Better job in Child’s Play. I actually can’t believe I watched this sober. In the list of cheesy 80’s horror this HAS to be in the top ten. If you get some people together, grab some booze, and play fun drinking games then that will make it all the better.

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