Before watching this DVD I had no idea what this film was
about, but because it was released by Mondo Macabro I was immediately interested.
I've found their DVD releases to be an
enviable source of cinematic strangeness from around the world and this looked
to be another slice of (possibly) Euro-Trash joy so, bring it on! Little did I
know that I was in for a film produced by Englishman Dick Randall who was
famous for bring to the screen such sleazy offerings as THE MAD BUTCHER, BLACK
DEEP THROAT, THE CLONES OF BRUSE LEE and the Euro-Trash 'classic' PIECES. I was
expecting an Italian giallo of some type and instead I get a British produced
film directed by an American best known for FRANKENSTEIN'S CASTLE OF FREAKS !
Well- there's nothing for it so I'd best dive in and swim.
I guess THE GIRL IN ROOM 2A would be best described as a
horror film. It has several of the standard horror tale tropes - it has a red
masked, evil mastermind commanding a small army of minions to do nasty things
to innocent people; it has a vulnerable female protagonist ripe to be a 'final
girl'; it is set in an ornate, old dark house complete with an odd warden- er,
ummm- I mean landlady; in other words, it has all the things needed to be a
horror film. So why does it seem to stop being one just about the time it
should be ramping up to deliver the goods?
In the film Daniela Giordano plays the titular resident of Room 2A. Her
name is Margaret and she is a rather reserved girl who has just been released
from jail after serving a short sentence. It seems that she was caught at a
party in possession of marijuana and her shame at having a criminal record
weighs heavily on her. Her social worker Alicia (Rosalba Neri) has arranged for
her to live in a boarding house run by Mrs. Grant (Giovanna Galletti), who's
rather strange adult son Frank (Angelo Infanti) still lives at home with
mother. This first section of the film has a nice, understated quality and tone
that is slightly distant and dreamlike putting me in mind of the classic mood
piece CARNIVAL OF SOULS. In fact, this detached, cold atmosphere really had me intrigued
with the idea that this was going to play out as a variation on that older
movie with some more uncensored elements that might play into the erotic
qualities that CARNIVAL OF SOULS only hinted at. Indeed, once we are shown Frank's creepy
workroom full of mannequins I felt sure this was the way things were going to
go. Add to these things the fantastic and never spoken of problem that
Margaret's room has a red stain on the floor that reappears no matter how many
times she cleans it and you have a great set up for a frightening tale of
madness and death. And then she starts having nightmares about the
aforementioned masked figure in red!
This is really cooking, right?
As I've said, this film becomes less interesting and more
by-the-numbers as it reaches its conclusion. It's not a bad film but I can't
help feeling it squanders its impressive beginning in the desire to have a
simple rush-to-the-rescue finale. The movie has a number of interesting
characters and it plays its mystery out pretty well, but the silly last 15
minutes undermines a lot of the goodwill generated. When part of the showdown
with the evil minions involves a car chase and an 'attack on the castle' sequence
right out of a peplum you can't escape the fact that the film is flailing
around in search of something. Maybe this combination of disparate elements
will hold more appeal for other viewers but for me it just seems like they
produced 70% of a good film and then flubbed the ending.
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