Sunday, 12 September 2010

The Dead - Film Review

The Dead (2010) Review

Frightfest 2010

General Release TBA

Considering their firm grounding in commercials The Dead seems, on paper to be an ambitious leap for the Ford Brothers. Dig a little deeper however and it’s clear that this is the culmination of a twenty year obsession with all things undead. They’ve been dreaming of making this film ever since they were teenagers and the result is a genre defying zombie horror-cum-road-trip-journey movie that manages to avoid the pitfalls of convention whilst at the same time breathes new life into the genre.

Throwing caution to the wind the Fords chose shoot their zombie flick in Bukina Faso; a near untouched gem in Africa’s crown. The potential ramification of setting a horror film in such a location are clear; broad daylight, large open spaces, plenty of places to run to mention but a few potential tension killers, yet the Ford’s seem to relish in the challenge. It’s a master stroke in outside the box thinking that through dynamic cinematography, shuffling zombies, sound effects and other staples of the genre ensures the audience is not only terrified by what’s on the screen but at the same time inexplicably absorbed by the beauty of it all.

The narrative is a fairly straightforward affair. Rob Freeman stars as Lt. Brian Murphy, the last survivor of a group of mercenaries who must traverse the length of the country in order to find a way home to his wife and child. Along the way he teams up with Sgt. Daniel Dembele played by Prince David Oseia who is searching for his lost son. The coming together of two seemingly independent and otherwise disassociated parties in order to survive is a political undercurrent straight from the pages of a Romero textbook, and rarely if ever feels heavy handed.

The special effects are top notch; the (un)dead look genuinely un(dead) and suffice to say they come in the purist pleasing shuffling variety; there’s no runners here and yet they’re still as relentless and shocking as ever. Not only that but in one the many fraught zombie attacking scenes there’s homage paid to Savini in the form of a perfectly placed machete to the head; It’s all delightfully gory, adorably old school and not for the faint hearted.

The film only stumbles in its failure to tap into the emotional side of an apocalypse film. The most laughable moments come in overly emotional scenes and at points become almost too over the top to bear; Murphy’s vision of his family is perfect example, especially as it’s meant to be in an American suburb yet is clearly shot in England; both a mail box and a door letter box? This doesn’t detract too much to the overall picture as in essence it all harks back to the horror b-movies of by-gone years; it just unintentionally teeters on the line of serious and comedic one too many times not to be noticed.

One of the most compelling and downright shocking elements of this film is not what occurs on the screen but of the events that occurred off. To say production was merely dogged with setbacks would be a gross understatement of the highest order. Countless near death experiences by cast and crew, muggings at knife and gun point, corrupt locals, production stalled by weeks due to missing equipment, crippling sickness and the lead catching Malaria, cultivate in this being probably one of the toughest and arduous experiences most of the people involved will ever face. It’s fitting then that the film stands as the perfect testament to everything they went through and survived; it is after all a well thought out and executed story of survival against all the odds.

The Ford’s have not so much as torn up but re-written the rule book and thrown themselves into the horror arena with quite frankly impressive results. The Dead is a compelling watch; that offers an insight into a part of the world rarely, if at all filmed. Despite its flaws and off pacing in the middle, demands a viewing. A genuinely terrific entrance into the world of co-directed full features; the Fords are ones to watch.

Words - Ben Ross

8.5/10


Trailer Link - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9e6lP7gksV0

Tuesday, 10 August 2010

Like putting on an old suit

it's been a while, and at once being oddly familiar it is strangely foreign and altogether a disconcerting experience.

inspirational photo of the day;




So I'm not sure what to do with this blog any more, I'm sort of tired of it's constraints and altogether dull appearance and marginality and lack of clarity, which is all the things I set out to tackle. It's also a lot less express in a clear and concise way than I'd imagined it would be as I started to write more personally than objectively, and it steals alot of other people's work rather than just being my own, which is hardly a good thing id I'm not thus being creative with the inspiration, so at the moment I'm in limbo about this place, but have I always been?

Anyways, I'll sort it out at some point hopefully, maybe turn it into a tumblr as that's the 'in' thing to do, in the meantime, watch Inception, it's worth the hype.

Monday, 12 April 2010

Due To A Potential Violation of Terms

Right Just a general update,

I've been told that it's probably a good idea to cite where most of the written work comes from on here, if it's not already made perfectly clear.

Also worth noting;

All my pictures I have obtained (where possible) from sources I have confirmed I am able to use, from public content (creative commons-Flickr), or are my own work. In the few cases where I have used stock photos from around the web, I do not take credit for, and credit is due to the original photographer, I make no attempt to claim them as my own at any point in this blog.


If any of your work; literary, photography or other such media is used on this blog, without prior consent and you are unhappy about my use of it, please get in contact and I will happily remove the offending article.

Thank You Very Much

Sunday, 11 April 2010

A Stark Realisation, As Clear as A Pane Of Glass

I Hope You're Not Still as Hopeless as You Once Were
That One Day You Find it in Yourself to Return
After He Carved You From Wood
Like Every Loving Father Should
I would have thought you'd have learnt
How Much Turning Your Back Can Hurt

B.Ross

We Will Never Find The Pieces To Put Them Back Together


In the end, we had pieces of the puzzle, but no matter how we put them together, gaps remained -- oddly shaped emptiness mapped by what surrounded them, like countries we couldn't name. What lingered after them was not life, but the most trivial list of mundane facts -- a clock ticking on the wall, a room dim at noon, the outrageousness of a human being thinking only of herself. We began the impossible process of trying to forget them.


Just watch it;
The Virgin Suicides

Friday, 26 March 2010

Alive and Kickin'


For those who read this and don't personally know me,


I'm currently away travelling with a friend, we've started our own blog which is here;



Fear not, this blog is NOT dead, Given the chance I shall update it as much as I can.


Tuesday, 16 February 2010

I Try But I Can't Remember

The Colour Of Your Eyes
Just the Shape of Your Dress




And Just one Good Deed
Is Undone Through the Lack Of Another
And though you wear indifference like victory spoils
You Wrestle with the truth of your inner turmoil
It tears you apart
tears you apart
Tears You Apart

B.Ross