I've been attending the magnificent Toronto After Dark Film Festival for 5 years of its 9-year-long history and I have to say that I have no idea what I would do if I ever had to miss a year. It's unique amongst genre festivals (and festivals period) in that its head honcho Adam Lopez set out to create an event that was by fans and for fans of all things macabre and this is what makes it so special. The audience-response is always lively, but respectful and you'll get no better on-a-big-screen experience anywhere in Canada - perhaps even the world. Lopez and his lively team (including, but not limited to) Peter Kuplowsky and Christian Burgess, have consistently presented more than just a film festival - it's a pure atmosphere of genre adoration. It's all about . . . . . LOVE!!! And believe me, it has nothing to do with the love between a man and a woman, a man and a man, a woman and a woman, a parent and their child or a boy and his dog. It is, in fact, the special love between those of humankind and the colour of red - BLOOD RED!!! This is a beautiful thing.
This year, I reviewed EVERY SINGLE FEATURE FILM and a selection of first-rate short films. Below, you will find my annual accolades for this year's edition of the festival. Without further delay, here they are:
BEST OVERALL FILM OF THE FESTIVAL:
Kumiko, The Treasure Hunter
BEST HORROR FILM:
Hellmouth
BEST SCIENCE FICTION FILM:
Time Lapse
BEST THRILLER:
Open Windows
BEST HORROR COMEDY:
Suburban Gothic
BEST WEREWOLF MOVIE:
Late Phases
BEST ZOMBIE MOVIE:
Wyrmwood
BEST CANADIAN FEATURE FILM:
Hellmouth
BEST SHORT FILM:
He Took His Skin Off For Me
BEST CANADIAN SHORT FILM:
Migration
BEST DIRECTOR:
David Zellner, Kumiko, The Treasure Hunter
BEST SCREENPLAY:
Nathan and David Zellner, Kumiko, The Treasure Hunter
BEST ACTOR:
Stephen McHattie, Hellmouth
BEST ACTRESS:
Rinko Kikuchi, Kumiko, The Treasure Hunter
BEST SUPPORTING ACTOR:
Jason Spisak, Time Lapse
BEST SUPPORTING ACTRESS:
Siobhan Murphy, Hellmouth
BEST CINEMATOGRAPHY:
Kumiko, The Treasure Hunter
BEST EDITING:
Wyrmwood
BEST SOUND:
Kumiko, The Treasure Hunter
BEST ART DIRECTION:
Time Lapse
BEST VISUAL EFFECTS:
Hellmouth
BEST MAKEUP EFFECTS:
He Took His Skin Off For Me
Here are links to every single Film Corner review from TADFF 2014:
Kumiko, The Treasure Hunter
Let Us Prey
Late Phases
Hellmouth
The Babadook
Canadian Shorts at TADFF 2014
Why Horror?
Refuge
The Town That Dreaded Sundown 2014
Wyrmwood
Wolves
The ABCs of Death 2
Dead Snow 2: Red VS. Dead
Shorts After Dark
Suburban Gothic
Time Lapse
The Drownsman
Zombeavers
Predestination
Housebound
Open Windows
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Wednesday, 29 October 2014
Monday, 14 April 2014
THE BATTERY - Review By Greg Klymkiw - Clearly talented director offers somewhat constipated zombie movie. Flawed, but worth seeing on a big screen at Raven Banner's Sinister Cinema series on April 17, 2014.
The Battery (2013) **1/2
Dir. Jeremy Gardner
Starring: Jeremy Gardner, Adam Cronheim, Niels Bolle, Alana O'Brien
Review By Greg Klymkiw
Before the New England zombie apocalypse, Ben (Jeremy Gardner) and Mickey (Adam Cronheim) were pro baseball players, but these days they're moving surreptitiously through the woods and backroads, their only contact with anything resembling a human being is the occasional zombie which, of course, will need to be dispatched. Predictably, the guys are polar opposites. Ben's no-nonsense "gotta-keep-moving-like-a-shark" attitude is what keeps them alive and his insistence that they always make time for games of pitch-and-catch is what keeps them human. For Ben, baseball, or at least the vestiges of the once great unifying force of America is the only thing as important as staying alive. The sheer relaxing physicality of it offers a kind of Zen to their seemingly pointless lives.
Ben is also a killer - of zombies, that is. This contrasts wildly with Mickey. He can't bring himself to kill and constantly dons headphones to pipe dreadful angst-ridden contemporary indie rock into his oh-so sensitive consciousness. If Ben's goal is to keep moving to stay alive, Mickey's involves searching for all the things that once made life worth living - home, family, a woman - or, quite simply, stability. The two men are at odds (surprise, surprise), yet they develop a special bond (surprise, surprise) as they move ever-closer to each other (surprise, surprise) and, as they are slackers in a post apocalyptic world, they head ever-closer to nowhere.
Upon hearing a woman's voice over a walkie talkie, Mickey is determined to find her. Ben insists they heed the woman's dire warning about staying away - no use going where they're not wanted. Besides, Ben is concerned that if they were ever separated or if he needed Mickey's help, that his tender-footed companion will be too inexperienced and/or weak-willed to do what needs to be done. Like baseball, practise makes perfect, especially when one must kill or be killed.
There's much to admire in the picture - in theory, anyway. To my mind, artistic ambition is always to be welcomed and certainly The Battery has ambition to burn. Alas, it's just not always an engaging movie. For one, we know it's yet another no-budget horror movie - a zombie movie to boot - and that for damn sure we're going to spend plenty of time in the middle of nowhere having to listen to these guys arguing until they inevitably find their common ground (if, in fact they ever do find it). The movie veers far too dangerously into the dreaded mumblecore territory that far too many untalented indie directors use as an excuse (consciously or unconsciously) to mask their inherent ineptitude as filmmakers. Gardner is not in this category. Though the jury is still out, one feels he's going to eventually emerge supreme with his next picture or two.
However, he needs to do more than tried and true variations of genre. For example, we are well aware that the woman's voice over the two-way signal is coming from a survivalist compound, but because the picture is so obviously made on the cheap, we know we're never going to get there because that's going to cost money that this movie simply doesn't have. I hate to say it, but when I think about the myriad of truly great no-to-low-budget cult films over the decades, the recent preponderance of shooting in one room or the middle of nowhere with story choices that are obviously rooted to budget issues is becoming increasingly and frustratingly boring and/or annoying.
The only thing that can battle this are elements the movie flirts with, but never goes the distance with. For example, the overall atmosphere of the picture is so bleak - capturing zombies, killing practice, jerking off to hot zombie chicks in wet t-shirts, plenty of staring into space and the aforementioned indie soundtrack that drips ever-so horrifically with ennui - we feel we're in for the de rigueur bleak ending. It's inevitable, really, and given this certitude, plus all the arty wheel-spinning going on, I wished the filmmaker might have found other instances to match the cool brilliance of the killing practice sessions and the masturbation scene.
I can imagine it now - a tagline that reads: "I pull my schwance to dead people." Where that movie?
The potential for Gardner's picture to have moved even deeper into a chasm of sickness and despair is the very thing that could have put it over the top and would have had audiences so charged they'd be clamouring for more. The movie could well have upped the ante on this front without losing its compellingly slow pace.
The predictable element that really disappoints in all this is the inevitability that one of the two is going to get bitten by a zombie and will need to be dispatched before he "turns". Chances are that it's going to be the soulful young man who survives as he appears to have the surface elements of humanity. Or would that be too obvious and lazy? This is, after all, a movie with ambition, or, to put it another way, a whole lotta pretentiousness goin' on.
The screenplay by director and star Gardner isn't especially egregious - the familiar tale takes a few interesting turns, much of the dialogue has a feeling of authenticity and the occasionally perverse frissons add a bit of cache to the now-cliched tropes of the zero budgeted zombie movie. The real question, though, is - do we really need another one of these things? Frankly, I think not - unless, like first-time filmmakers before them - burgeoning directors like Gardner tear a page from the likes of Maestro Roger Corman, Peter Bogdanovich, David Lynch, George Romero (of course), John Waters, Sam Raimi, Kevin Smith, Darren Aronofsky - the list goes on. All the aforementioned generated debut and/or follow-up features that truly pushed envelopes. The Battery, merely nudges said envelopes. Movies, especially those with no money, need a lot more than mere nudging.
And now, allow me to veer into broken record territory - I've said this before and I'm going to say it again. I'm especially getting sick and bloody tired of no-budget zombie movies (and other no-budget genre pictures) that force us to watch 90 minutes of hairy, smelly guys. Even Lynch's Eraserhead gave us the hot hooker babe living across from Henry, Mary and their deformed baby and, lest we forget, the super-cute Lady in the Radiator with testicle cheeks and a winning smile as she squashed the huge, milky, pus-filled spermatozoa dropping from the ceiling. Have any of these filmmakers ever heard of writing roles to populate with babes?
Women are finally so much more interesting and challenging to write for - especially considering that nobody is much interested in more movies solely about slacker guys. Yes, The Battery delivers the previously mentioned sexy zombie chick in a wet T-shirt pressing her shapely boobies against the car window and I give Gardner mega-salutes for that, but the only living babe we get is over a walkie-talkie and when we finally do meet her, she becomes the very thing we suspect she'll become - not to mention that her presence is ultimately too little, too late.
Gardner clearly has talent, though, and I'm really looking forward to what he can do with either more money and/or if he really lets himself cut loose. He needs a good dose of creative Ex-Lax, because The Battery, for all it has going for it, has way too much material that's bunging him up.
Let 'er rip, dear boy, let 'er rip
The Battery screens Thursday, April 17, 2014 | 7:30pm during the visionary Raven Banner's fantastic Sinister Cinema series which brings a series of independent horror films to 28 theatres across Canada. The films will include unique content, and in some cases, special appearances, including live question and answer sessions with directors, pre-recorded interviews and more. Tickets are available at participating theatre box offices. You can see The Battery in the following venues:
Scotiabank Theatre Chinook - Calgary, AB
Scotiabank Theatre Edmonton - Edmonton, AB
Cineplex Cinemas Saint John - Saint John, NB
Cineplex Cinemas Avalon Mall - St. John's, NL
Cineplex Odeon Victoria Cinemas - Victoria, BC
SilverCity Riverport Cinemas - Richmond, BC
Galaxy Cinemas Nanaimo - Nanaimo, BC
Cineplex Odeon International Village Cinemas - Vancouver, BC
Colossus Langley Cinemas - Langley, BC
SilverCity Polo Park Cinemas- Winnipeg, MB
SilverCity Sudbury Cinemas- Sudbury, ON
Galaxy Cinemas Regina - Regina, SK
Galaxy Cinemas Saskatoon - Saskatoon, SK
SilverCity Fairview Mall Cinemas - Toronto, ON
Cineplex Odeon Winston Churchill Cinemas - Oakville, ON
Cineplex Cinemas Yonge -Dundas Cinemas - Toronto, ON
Cineplex Odeon Eglinton Town Centre Cinemas - Scarborough, ON
Cineplex Cinemas Queensway and VIP - Etobicoke, ON
Colossus Vaughan Cinemas - Woodbridge, ON
Cineplex Cinemas Mississauga - Mississauga, ON
Coliseum Ottawa Cinemas - Ottawa, ON
SilverCity Gloucester Cinemas - Ottawa, ON
Cineplex Cinemas Bayers Lake - Halifax, NS
Cineplex Odeon Forum Cinemas - Montreal, QC
Cineplex Odeon Devonshire Mall Cinemas - Windsor, ON
Galaxy Cinemas Waterloo - Waterloo, ON
SilverCity Hamilton Cinemas - Hamilton, ON
SilverCity London Cinemas - London, ON
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Tuesday, 31 December 2013
GREG KLYMKIW's 3rd ANNUAL TOP 10 HEROES OF CANADIAN CINEMA (2013 Edition) - By Greg Klymkiw
The Film Corner presents the 3rd Annual Top 10 Heroes of Canadian Cinema - 2013 Edition
as selected by Greg Klymkiw - filmmaker, writer and film critic
in alphabetical order by first name or first letter of company name
ADAM LOPEZ
A tireless supporter and promoter of genre film, his magnificent Toronto After Dark Cinema Film Festival just celebrated its 8th year and over the course of nine days over 10,000 fans filled the seats. Most importantly, Lopez has continued to showcase the work of Canada's best genre filmmakers by screening an insane number of Canadian shorts and features. And guess what, audiences go nuts over them - thanks to Lopez and an amazing team of collaborators. Lopez has, over the years, assembled a crew of brilliant, dedicated genre-freaks and festival professionals and while too numerous to name here, a few who make the whole event such a great one include such inimitable forces as Peter Kuplowsky, Christian Burgess and Stephen Landry. The list goes on, but an organization can only be as great as the captain of its ship and I can think of fewer people as obsessed with providing a classy event as Lopez. Greatness MUST flow from the top on down and that's certainly the case here.ALAN ZWEIG
He made two of the best feature length documentaries of the year - in Canada or anywhere. One took Hot Docs by storm, the other TIFF, where he won the Best Canadian Feature Award as well as being named to TIFF's Canada Top Ten. As a filmmaker, Zweig subverts all expectations and plunges you into the least expected territory in a style uniquely personal and finally very much his own – so much so I predict that we’ll eventually see new generations of filmmakers drawing from his approach and using it as a springboard for their own work. This, of course, is what all great art inspires. And Zweig is nothing if not inspirational. He's also a curmudgeon and a comedian. The best curmudgeons, of course, are lovable softies beneath the fleshy layers of malcontent grumbling and the best comedians NEVER try hard to make you laugh - they just DO. And hell, in one year he gave all of us 15 reasons to live and proved that when Jews were funny was that time in everyone's life when family and the cultural hearth that nurtured us is still alive IF we keep it alive and never forget who we are or where we came from. BONNE SMITH
Bonne is a veteran film publicist. I first met her in the 90s via the late, great and inimitable film distributor Jim Murphy where she oversaw the publicity and marketing of several important Canadian films at Malo. Her company StarPR, continues guiding our films and filmmakers into the maw of p.r. and she does so with cheer, aplomb and boundless energy. Recent offerings she's shepherded include Stories We Tell, Empire of Dirt and Ingrid Veninger's The Animal Project. She's a class act. One of only a few I can count in that profession on my two hands.COLIN GEDDES
He is the "Oskar Schindler of Toronto Cinema" - at least according to his pal Matt Brown who coined the phrase to describe Colin's Herculean efforts to save and preserve all manner of film culture in the Centre of Canada's Universe. (I've seen but a fraction of the archives and experienced multiple orgasms over it.) As a programmer with TIFF, he's presented some of the finest Canadian films in his Midnight Madness and Vanguard series and he's now got his hands on The Royal Cinema and it looks like great news for Canadian independent filmmakers. Even more exciting are Colin's efforts as an executive producer - most notably, his incredible job bringing the brilliant Manborg to the world. More, I can assure you, will follow. Of course, there is a cliche that behind every great man is an even greater woman. Here, it is no mere cliche. With Colin, he is in cahoots on most matters professional and artistic with his brilliant wife Katarina Gligorijevic and they're a formidable duo. She has the edge, though. She is, you see, of the Serbian persuasion. (Like my old man once said to me after seeing Underground, "The Serbs are our ["our" = Ukrainians] brothers and sisters in the fight against the oppression of communism." This really has nothing to do with anything, but it sounded good at the time.)GLEN WOOD
JORDANA AARONS
Via his production company Viddywell Films, Glen Wood continues to display the sort of vision he's always applied to his trajectory in the Canadian film business (including a visionary stint as Mongrel Media's home entertainment division head honcho). He collaborated with an old partner in cinematic crime, the "I don't take no for an answer (but so politely and gently and with even Karma, if you please)" Jordana Aarons and together they brought "Stage To Screen" to life, a series of cool, short films celebrating the illustrious career and opulent architecture of Toronto's legendary, magical and still majestic Wintergarden Theatre. With a gala premiere, support from BravoFact and other notable cultural institutions, one of the six films, Wakening, from director Danis Goulet and writer Tony Elliot, historically took the honour of being the first Canadian short film to open the Toronto International Film Festival's Opening Night Gala. Glen and Jordana collaborated a few years ago on the TIFF Sprockets award winning Chris Trebilcock short Adam Avenger and while they have their own companies and slates (Aarons' company is Cedar Avenue Productions), one assumes this professional marriage made in Heaven will continue onwards and upwards. JORDANA AARONS
JOHN GREYSON
He is a national treasure. He is one of the most important filmmakers Canada has ever unleashed. He is a great teacher and mentor and a fiercely committed human rights activist (as human being and filmmaker). On his way to Gaza with Canadian emergency room doctor Tarek Loubani (to explore the potential of making a new film), he and Loubani witnessed the savage, brutal slayings and assaults upon innocent civilians in the military-controlled dictatorship of Egypt. Loubani sprung into action with medical assistance as Greyson began to shoot the carnage, his camera and unflagging eye capturing the truth of events most mainstream media couldn't begin to imagine doing. He and Loubani were illegally arrested, tortured and incarcerated in a Cairo prison. They never gave up hope and conducted themselves as friends to and advocates of their innocent fellow prisoners. John and Tarek are free now. Loubani continues to offer healing in the emergency room in London, Ontario whilst Greyson, one of the sweetest, most intelligent and committed artists in our country continues to teach and make cinema. Greyson will even be making an appearance at the TIFF Bell Lightbox to discuss activist cinema. Don't miss that, folks. It'll be a rare opportunity to shout: Bravo Maestro!
KATIE UHLMANN
She's ambitious, talented and the camera loves her. She's the host and engine driver (along with her mother, producer Joanne Uhlmann) of the Smithee TV web series "Katie Chats". I love her style, which is getting slicker with every interview. She genuinely, as the title of her show says, "CHATS". She asks the kind of questions that let film practitioners deal with all aspects of their work - everything from thematic issues to the basic nuts and bolts. She's logged and uploaded over 1200 interviews online and her importance to the Canadian film industry cannot, for even a second, be underestimated. Why? Her goal is to build the largest database of interviews with Canadian filmmakers - ever. And she's well on her way. What's great is that she not only interviews directors, but writers, producers, editors, sound recordists, the list goes on. Her interviews are painting a valuable portrait of Canada's film culture. Oh, she'll interview non-Canadians, too. :-) Jesus. Did I just use a smiley face? Well, that's what she inspires - smiles all round. She's friendly, good-humoured, spirited and genuinely interested in chatting with people about their important work so necessary to building our vibrant cultural heritage.MITCH DAVIS
I met Mitch Davis online in the mid-90s (it was dialup access back then kiddies). Newsgroups were the rage amongst movie geeks and it made sense I'd be trading quips with someone like Mitch on alt.cult-movies. Mitch was in Montreal producing a feature film directed by his best pal and roommate Karim Hussain (one of the best cinematographers out there these days having spectacularly shot Richard Stanley's L'Autre Monde, Jason Eisener's Hobo With a Shotgun and Jovanka Vuckovic's The Captured Bird). The feature took several years to make and was fraught with all manner of difficulties (negative impounded, absconded with and general fucking over due to the film's delectably vile content). I was producing a film around the same time - not necessarily "vile", but extremely controversial - and I started having a whack of trouble getting my footage processed at the National Film Board of Canada lab in Montreal. It turned out the NFB were getting flack for processing footage for Mitch and Karim's film and when I strolled in there with a movie starring Nina Hartley, Annie Sprinkle and Daniel MacIvor (sporting the hugest life-like penile prosthetic known to man), the proverbial merde hit the fan in the dank hallways of NFB, the sounds of outraged bureaus' splattering resonating over the endless drone of flickering fluorescent light. Several email quips followed, along the lines of "Hey Mitch, thanks a fucking lot for getting the bureaucrats' hair standing up on end before I got the pleasure, bud. Thanks a fucking lot" and replies along the lines of, "No problem, anytime." Luckily, I was prepping the film for a screening at the World Film Festival (Festival des Films du Monde de Montréal) and a couple of telephone calls from fest toppers Daniele Cauchard and the formidable Serge Losique kept the bureaus at bay and I got what I needed. My path crossed with Mitch briefly in 1997 when he and Karim became co-directors of the magnificent FantAsia film festival, but as the years churned on, I found myself in Montreal less and less. Newsgroups are pretty much long-gone, but now there's Facebook and Twitter and I'm able to keep abreast of Mr. Davis' exploits. It's 2013 and Mitch is STILL the co-director of what's become a genre film festival as important to international buyers, critics and fans as Sitges, L'Etrange, TADFF and, of course Midnight Madness at TIFF. And here's the deal, Mitch, like his colleagues in Hogtown, Colin and Adam, has been a constant champion of Canadian Cinema - programming a myriad of shorts and features every year along with the tremendous foreign offerings. He's still rocking and Mitch has become one of the foremost finger-on-the-pulse guys in this business. And he proudly posed for a photograph with Mayor Rob Ford. It's enough to make anyone who trolled newsgroups in the 90s green with envy.SARAH POLLEY
Okay, so this is the third year of this formidable list and for a third year in a row, I've simply decided - here and now - that this magnificent human being is probably going to keep doing endlessly heroic deeds to keep me doffing my hat in her estimable direction. Not that she wants it, needs it or asks for it. Sarah Polley is the real thing. She makes great movies and never stops working to make life better for other people. This year, she's being inducted into the Order of Canada and her extraordinary Stories We Tell has taken the world by storm. It's even a finalist leading up to the Oscar nominations for Best Feature Documentary. The thing, however, that filled my heart with a heavenly body worth of warmth, on an almost daily basis this year, was how she moved mountains to fight for the release of John Greyson and Tarek Loubani from their illegal incarceration in Egypt. She rallied the troops at TIFF, put the plights of the pair on the lips of movie stars and wags from all over the world, pinned "Free Tarek and John" buttons on everyone in her path, distributed buttons to an army of volunteers who, in turn, did likewise. She never stops. Ever. And on top of it all, she's still a Mom - a normal, loving, wonderful Mom who can be seen on the streets with her sweet little girl, getting sun, going for walks - being a Mom of Moms. She IS a national treasure and of anyone I know, she is probably the greatest ambassador to the world of what it means to be TRULY CANADIAN!!!SILVA BASMAJIAN
It's because of people like Silva Basmajian that the National Film Board of Canada continues to hold the high reputation that in recent years, it would NOT have if it wasn't for her warm, gracious, inviting filmmaker-friendly approach to her work. Silva Basmajian was with the NFB for 30 years. This year she retired. Sure, she probably wanted a change of view after three decades of service - NOT so much to the NFB (true bureaucrats serve their bureaucracy, not their clients) - but to the art of Canadian film culture and all the filmmakers who benefited from her wisdom, experience and kindness. Personally, my feeling is that no matter how insistent she might have been to retire is that it's to the NFB's utter shame that the whole organization didn't get down on its knees (something bureaucrats know how to do better than most) to do everything possible to keep her within the organization. It's typical of such bureaucracies - especially in Canadian government agencies - just how petty they are and how little they have by way of honour and commitment to those who MAKE THEM. For example, a recent visit to the NFB's institutional website yielded NOT ONE HIT when I plunked her name into a search engine. NOT ONE!!! I tried again and again and again. Put all other names of NFB types - past, present and, uh, soon to be leaving - and there were plenty of hits for THEM. I went there in search of a page that might have provided a nice summary of her career and service with the NFB - some small online tribute. Nothing. I will tell you, as someone who has benefitted from her wisdom and guidance and as someone who knows veritable bucket-loads of people who've garnered only the best of what someone like Madame Basmajian has offered, she has been one of the most important driving forces at the National Film Board in English Canada - ever. In recent years as the Executive Producer of the NFB's Ontario office, she led the way with numerous quality productions, cutting edge initiatives and, of course, Sarah Polley's Stories We Tell. I'm too lazy right now to find an equivalent to the word "mensch" to describe this truly great lady. Whatever it is, if it even exists, it wouldn't be good enough, anyway. Silva Basmajian IS a mensch of the highest order and I wish her the very best in the next phase of her brilliant career.
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