It might be time to watch this one again.
Showing posts with label French Films. Show all posts
Showing posts with label French Films. Show all posts
Sunday, July 13, 2025
Monday, December 13, 2021
The Bloody Pit #142 - DIAL CODE SANTA CLAUS (1989)
Holiday Horrors returns for 2021!
John Hudson, Troy Guinn and I discuss the amazing French Christmas film DIAL CODE SANTA CLAUS (1989). Although we had never even heard of this movie until Vinegar Syndrome released it on disc last year it has become a fast favorite for all three of us. It’s an amalgam of horror, action and coming of age stories that manages to hit nearly every emotional beat that it targets. On Christmas Eve, ten-year-old Thomas is determined to get evidence of Santa’s existence so he sets up his high-tech equipment to videotape him on his rounds. Unfortunately, the lad has accidentally gained the attention of a crazed man who dresses himself as the jolly old elf and makes the little boy the object of his homicidal curiosity. With his mother working late it is up to Thomas alone to protect his aged grandfather and stop the deadly St. Nick from killing all through the house. Who will survive?
Simultaneously beautiful to look at and tensely suspenseful DIAL CODE SANTA CLAUS is a worthy addition to the list of scary stories centered around the year end holidays. Filled with Christmas atmosphere and luminous visuals it checks all the boxes for candy colored feel-good sentiment but then drops its likable characters into a vicious home invasion scenario. The killer Santa’s motivations are never revealed which makes his actions all the more terrifying and unpredictable. And although this film plays out a story similar to 1990’s HOME ALONE, there are real consequences to violence in this movie and truly deadly stakes if Thomas fails to defeat his nearly silent adversary.
We talk about the film’s production taking note of the combination of real locations and elaborate stage work. The director’s ability to seamlessly meld the real and unreal allows the film to achieve some surprising moments and it’s not a shock to learn he went on to do high quality work in Hollywood. We have a good time discussing this great little movie with only a few short tangents about illegal VHS tape dubbing along the way. Oh! And at one point we are interrupted by a stack of my new Blu-Rays tumbling over into my chair. Sorry. I’ve been too busy to put them away.
The show winds down with an email from a fan of the show and a text from another co-host. They’re trying to wear me down, folks! If you have any comments or suggestions thebloodypit@gmail.com is the address. Thank you for listening!
Tuesday, November 30, 2021
Trailer - DIAL CODE SANTA CLAUS (1989)
This has become one of my new favorite Christmas movies and we'll be covering it on an episode of The Bloody Pit podcast in a couple of weeks!
Monday, April 15, 2019
Sunday, November 12, 2017
NIGHT OF THE HUNTED (1980)
A young man is driving in the French countryside at night
when he spots a beautiful woman (Brigitte Lahaie), dressed only in a nightgown,
standing in the road. She tells the driver her name is Elisabeth but seems
confused and frightened. She insists someone is pursuing her but can't say
whom. She begs the fellow to take her with him, so he places her in his car and
somehow misses seeing a nude redheaded woman just off the road calling out to
Elisabeth for help. He carries the girl to his flat in Paris and after questioning her learns that
she seems incapable of retaining memories for any length of time. He tells her
his name is Robert but she even has trouble remembering that only a few minutes
later. She asks him to please not leave her alone because she knows she'll
forget him as soon as he isn't there to remind her of what she has experienced.
Magnetically drawn to each other, the pair makes love in a tender scene, during
which Robert tells Elisabeth to watch his face so she'll always remember this
time together. But the next morning after Robert goes to work, Dr. Francis
breaks into the flat and convinces Elisabeth to return with him to his
high-rise clinic where he is treating dozens of people with her memory
deficiency. Once in the clinic she finds the redheaded girl from the night
before and learns that they can remember each other's names but little else
about their relationship. The two friends attempt another escape and manage to
contact Robert but are quickly recaptured. A frantic and lovesick Robert
locates the clinic and is told by Dr. Francis that his patients are suffering
from a disease that slowly robs them of all their mental functions. The doctor
has been trying to treat them but has had no success. He explains that,
ultimately, all the afflicted become like the walking dead with no cognitive
abilities. But Robert refuses to believe him and is determined to rescue his
beloved.
The films of Jean Rollin are unusual in ways that many find
off-putting. They usually meander around colorfully surreal or absurd images
and morbid situations for long stretches so that it becomes unclear where the
(sometimes thin) narrative is going. They always have a dreamlike tone that can
drive some viewers mad with the desire to hit the fast forward (or stop) button.
But for those who share Rollin's sensibilities, these films are gorgeous and
evocative pieces that seem lifted out of a fascinating other world. The stories
are a mixture of quaint old pulp conventions and wild sexual excitement that,
at its best, blends into something no one else in cinema really tries. There
are points of similarity between Rollin and Jess Franco, but where Franco seems
more interested in pumping out as many films as possible, I feel Rollin has a
stronger body of work. Rollin always seems to have a central idea around which
he's gathering images in the same way a poet will collage words. He layers
quiet, moody shots of beautiful, melancholy women walking through gorgeous
locations with horrific images of bloody violence in what seems to be an effort
to get beyond the shock of the juxtaposition and question the feelings that are
provoked. Since the violence is often linked with sexuality there is a
reoccurring idea in his films that sex is both the beginning and ending of
life. Indeed, in The Night of the Hunted sex is the only thing the
poor afflicted souls can experience and remember.
This isn't the sex-equals-death concept of so many American
slasher films but a more European view of sex as a transformative and healing
act even when it's linked with danger. Rollin's parade of undead creatures are
almost always beautiful but tortured. Unhappy in life they are just as
unfulfilled in death —but are now robbed of the choices life afforded. Joy
is always in the past for Rollin's characters and tears are their only
response. In Night of the Hunted the diseased people aren't zombies
or vampires but are rendered "dead" all the same. Their tragedy is
made all the more touching by its gradual, degenerative nature putting me in
mind of the victims of Alzheimer's or Parkinson's.
The Night of the Hunted (La Nuit Des
Traquées) is often cited as one of Rollin's weakest films but I don't feel
that way. It's famous for its small budget and two-week shooting schedule, but
even though its extremely low budget is occasionally evident I think the
director stages his story well enough to hide most of its financial
shortcomings. The performances are not exceptional by any means but get the job
done effectively and the frequent nudity is a plus that distracts me from a few
of the more wooden actors. In all honesty, the film could be much worse than it
is and I would still champion it simply because of its inspired final shot. The
image of two defeated and desolate characters walking away from the camera into
the distance becomes the antithesis of riding off into the sunset. It's a
haunting and deeply effecting image that stays with me for weeks after every
viewing. As cheaply produced as this film is, I enjoy it a great deal more than
some of Rollin's more expensive works, with The Demoniacs being my perfect
example of more being much less. I wouldn't start a newcomer to Rollin's movies
here since it lacks his usual vampires and phantasms, but it might be a good
second feature to try.
Labels:
Euro-babes,
european trash,
French Films,
Jean Rollin,
weird movies
Sunday, July 19, 2015
NaschyCast #52 - DOCTOR JUSTICE (1975)
The NaschyCast returns with a French produced gem from the 1970's. Paul Naschy's role in this action adventure is pretty small but the film is well worth seeing for the rest of the cast and the fun story. DOCTOR JUSTICE is based on a series of French comic books that were very popular at the time about Dr. Benjamin Justice. He is a humanitarian doctor that works for the World Health Organization tackling medical problems all over the globe but that's not all. He is also an expert in judo (6th dan), ju-jitsu, karaté and is in the top physical condition of a conditioned athlete. In this film he is played by the great John Phillip Law as an incredibly unflappable, optimistic force for all that is right and good (justice, no?) with a will to put every bit of his abilities in the service of bringing criminals to heel. In this case the (very) good Doctor is up against some very clever oil thieves who have found a way to highjack an entire tanker of the black gold while the ship is still in transit - and without the crew even knowing the oil is gone! These criminals are lead by Gert Fröbe who will be instantly recognizable as Auric Goldfinger from the Bond film, of course but the rest of the bad guys a prove to be of interest as well including a martial arts expert that makes the numerous fight scenes very entertaining.
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
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