
In a horror movie, whenever someone's car shuts off and it fails to restart even though the gas tank is full and everything under the hood looks fine, you know the driver and passengers are in for a long night. It's here that "The Traveler" (Brain Damage) begins. A husband and wife are driving through the country uncertain about where they're going when their vehicle breaks down next to an old abandoned building. So, they seek refuge inside and find five other people in the so-called "death house," where all past occupants there -- including a serial killer who kept his victims in the basement, met with an unpleasant and fiendish fate.
Okay, lame and predictable opening for sure, but from here the movie takes off. While the guests are busy freaking themselves out, a British middle-aged balding fellow, The Traveler, walks in and explains to everyone that they're all going to play a game. In each round everyone will vote for one person to be tortured and murdered, then after the heinous act is committed, the Traveler will leave for a spell while the survivors try to figure out what to do next. Escape is out of the question since a forcefield of flames surrounds all exits. The game is to continue until there are only two survivors, at which point The Traveler will decide who wins. And there's no arguing with the beast.
Turns out the Limey has supernatural powers, and is able to pin everyone else to the wall while he does away with the loser of each round in a grisly, stomach-churning manner. In an effort to survive, the hostages find ways to attack the traveler and even manage to blow his head off, but the cursed thing grows right back as if the dude was a planarian, and the game continues.
If "The Traveler" had a higher budget, a big name director and an accomplished Hollywood cast, the movie could have been more shocking and pulse-pounding than "Hostel 2." As it is -- low budget and shot on video -- it's still astonishingly effective. The gore effects, though not first rate, are certainly flinch-inducing and there's no shortage of crimson showers. Director Jonathan Skocik does an impressive job of keeping the viewer riveted despite the poor acting, and the unflinching yet cavalier brutality of the killings carries the plot from one segment to the next.
As the movie nears its conclusion it remains unclear how it will climax, and any instead of offering a heavy-handed morality lesson, it leaves the following message branded in our gray matter: Sometimes bad things do, indeed, happen to good people. An excellent directorial debut for Skocik.
Dawn of the Living Dead (Hannover House) -- Unlike "The Traveler," which was shot on video, "Dawn of the Living Dead" was executed on film with a much higher -- but still miniscule by Hollywood standards -- budget. Of course, more isn't always better. First off, let's clarify something; the flick has no direct connection to either of George Romero's classics, 1968's "Night of the Living Dead" and 1978's "Dawn of the Dead." In fact, "Dawn of the Living Dead" was originally called "Curse of the Maya" until someone in marketing co-opted a more ear-catching title.
Now that we've got that cleared up, here's the plot: A doctor husband and mentally unbalanced wife move into a country home near the Mexican border unaware that the property used to be a safehouse for illegal aliens. But then someone killed all the occupants and sold the building. Problem is, one of the murdered families practiced Mayan witchcraft, and since they didn't receive a proper burial they return as pissed off revenge-seeking zombies. Despite some cool disembowelment scenes (and some laughable CGI), the movie drags and ultimately fails due to its absurd plot, poor acting and inconsistent pacing. Apparently, watching movies by Romero, Dario Argento and Lucio Fulci didn't help director David Heavener create anything original, and, in the end even a bizarre cameo bot "Different Strokes" cast member Todd Bridges can't save this ship from tanking.
Little Erin Merryweather (Indican) --This isn't as much of a family story as the tale that inspired it, "Little Red Riding Hood," but "Little Erin Merryweather" probably won't keep you awake at night either. The family-friendly horror story is about a female serial killer on a college campus who murders males that have dirty hands. Then the troubled chick slashes their bellies, removes their organs and replaces them with stones in a manner similar to what Little Red Riding Hood apparently did to the wolf in some twisted version of the story we've certainly never read. As for gore, there's very little -- a splash of red on the snow here, a bloody knife there. But the acting is good, and the depiction of a red-caped, face-painted blond as mass murderer is novel and somewhat unsettling.
Mustang Sally's Horror House (MTI) -- Since "Little Erin Merryweather" left us cupping our crotches with fear, we thought we'd bring up another indie horror film with woman as the aggressors and men as their victims. "In Mustang Sally's Horror House," six horny dudes are hanging out in a diner when they overhear some bikers mention a local whore house that caters in some of the region's finest. So they drive to Sally's, where they are each matched up with a different girl. Though it first seems like harmless fun, it turns out that each of the babes is a sadistic killer that's not about to put out. Directed, co-produced and co-scored by Iren Koster, "Mustang Sally's Horror House" is an entertaining mix of eye-candy, bloodletting and humor that's violent, but never that graphic and sexy, but not at all explicit. Overall, a well-told, if not revelatory tale.
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Decrepit Crypt of Nightmares (Mill Creek) $29.98
Obviously, there's a difference between great movies and good movies. But there's also a difference between bad, but entertaining movies and just plain bad films. The 50-movie budget package "Decrepit Crypt of Nightmares" features some genuinely good fright flicks, a bunch that are bad, but entertaining, and a whole lotta junk. In fact, a good one-third of the movies here are pretty much a waste of time. What's left, however, is well worth the price of the package for low budget gore hounds. The secret is to be able to separate the fresh meat from the rotten.
This might help. Anyone who's a fan of underground cult splatter director Todd Sheets ("Zombie Bloodbath 1,2 and 3," "Catacombs") will piss blood for the six pre-1993 Sheets films scattered through this collection: "Goblin," "Edgar Allan Poe's Madhouse," "Dominion," "Prehistoric Bimbos in Armageddon City," "Nightmare Asylum" and "Zombie Rampage." Each features cool digital camera work, lots of over the top gore, a heavy metal soundtrack, horrific acting and a plot that's secondary to the slaughter.
Similarly, the box contains three of director Ryan Cavalline's low-budget gems -- the grisly, twisted "Dead Body Man," the stark, harrowing "Serial Killer" and the bizarre, cartoonish "Demon Slaughter." Elsewhere, "Hell's Highway" delivers some hot babes and unexpected chills, "Blood Sucking Babes From Burbank" is campy, but cool and features impressive gore effects. "Hellbound: Book of the Dead" offers creative camera work and a nice '70s B-film vibe. "Tales of Terror" is an EC Comics-style anthology with a couple fun stories and a couple stinkers. And "The Shunned House" is an atmospheric Italian piece that contains adaptations of three stories by horror master H.P. Lovecraft, "The Shunned House," "The Music of Erich Zann" and "Dreams in the Witch House."
Careful carving of the 50 movies in "Decrepit Crypt of Nightmares" should satisfy the appetite of all lovers of low-budget horror. Remember, just because these movies lack adequate funding doesn't mean they all lack imagination, artistry and thrills.