Once in awhile, you keep running across a movie that you keep
meaning to watch. I mean you really,
really do, but for some reason there's always something else just a little more
enticing, a little more interesting. So
you put off renting/buying/watching that one film. "It's okay, I'll get around to
it."
If all goes
well, you end up enjoying the movie when you finally do get around to watching
it. "Hrmm, that wasn't a bad little
film. I rather enjoyed it."
Really, all
you hope for is to not end up hating it or regretting ever letting it be on
your radar.
But once in a
long while, you end up wishing you had seen the movie sooner. You want to tell everyone you know about
it. You want to text your friends and
have them over for movie night so you can show them this glorious, overlooked
gem.
That's what
happened to me yesterday.
On to the review!
I should have
known it was something special the first time I saw it sitting there in the
Netflix Horror section. It had a rating
of 4.5 stars!
Though, in my
defense, a horror movie with 4.5 stars is like a rabbit that can do
algebra. You don't expect to ever see
it, and if you do you're incredulous.
Perhaps
that's why I waited months before taking a chance on Pontypool. I wish I hadn't,
because by the time the movie was over, I knew I had to spread the word. Word.
Word word. Woooord...word word
word. Oh, sorry. Got a little excited for a moment there.
Anyways, Pontypool offers such a refreshing,
interesting take on the 'zombie' craze that any self-serving fan of the
subgenre, or just fans of suspense in general, should take heed. Yes, it was released in 2008 at the height of
the zombie craze, but the fact that it's actually good is going to give it a much longer shelf life, much like Sean of the Dead's different take in the
genre has made it a cult classic.
So what sets Pontypool apart? Why, it's claustrophobic atmosphere, of
course! Much like Quarantine, most of the film takes place in a static location. Specifically, the basement broadcast booth of
a small-town radio show in Ontario, Canada.
Most of the movie follows three people: morning DJ Grant Mazzy (Stephen
McHattie), his producer Syndey Briar (Lisa Houle) and intern Laurel-Ann
Drummond (Georgina Reilly) as they react to what's going on outside.
Today is
Mazzy's first day on the job after having been fired from his previous big-city
shock-jock job, and he's not exactly fitting in. He's a rabble-rouser, and now they expect him
to do sports, news and weather. It's
frustrating, I tell you.
After a few
hiccups at the beginning of the show, strange things start to happen. Reports filter in of ever-growing groups of
people taking to the streets, killing and rampaging. For the first half of the film, the only
suggestions that anything is wrong are from the show's callers. Their 'eye-in-the-sky' reporter Ken (Rick
Roberts) especially delivers tight, frightening on-the-scene reports that are
absolutely riveting.
What makes
all this so much more exciting than I could possibly convey is the perfect
pacing. We learn things as they do, and
the plot unfolds so that both the audience and the characters come to the same
conclusions at the same time.
I can't say
too much more about it without spoiling the unfolding plot. Just let me say that you will either be
greatly impressed with the direction the film takes, or you'll think it's the
dumbest thing ever. Even though I loved
it, I will still acknowledge the potential for goofiness. Personally, I think the film handles itself
very well, and the actors are phenomenal.
My only
problem is how Netflix classified Pontypool. It's suspenseful, and yes, there are
zombie-like elements, but it's not really a horror movie. It's a shame that we have such broad, useless
classifications some times, because I believe that movies like this and Fido could easily find fans outside
their genre.
So go do
yourselves a favor. Sometime this week,
check out that movie you've been meaning to get to. Who knows, it may end up being the best movie
you've seen in quite some time.
Coming this
weekend: I'll be in Arkansas partying it
up with good friends. Fortunately for
everyone, the great and mighty Juese Cutler of X-Strike Studios has graciously
stepped forward and offered to fill in for me.
Stop by Sunday afternoon to find out what he thinks about a growing
sub-genre of Japanese cinema.
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