Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Herschell Gordon Lewis: The Godfather of Gore



The Wizard of Gore (1970)
When I first read about the screening of Herschell Gordon Lewis’ film The Wizard of Gore (1970) at the Mayfair Theatre, I was full with fan-girl glee. As an avid Herschell Gordon Lewis fan, I was eager to expose my friends and students to the “Godfather of Gore”. However, after describing my favourite Gordon Lewis film, my partner snorted in disgust and stated, “I cannot stand gore for the sake of gore”. My first instinct was to defend dear Gordon Lewis, until I realized that I too despised gore for the sake of gore. In fact, as a horror film aficionado, I hardly consider the “torture porn” genre of films, such as Hostel (2005) and the later Saw films, to be “horror” films at all. That is not to say that I do not enjoy this specific sub-genre, but my filmic preferences tend to gravitate towards psychological horror films, as well as monster movies and campy slasher flicks.
        
Given all this, why then do the films of Herschell Gordon Lewis thrill me so? I think that it is of the utmost importance to understand the historical and cultural context of Herschell Gordon Lewis’ films. Gordon Lewis began as an exploitation film director, infamous for nudie pictures and vulgar, unsophisticated fare. However, when the nudie film industry proved to be less than lucrative, Gordon Lewis jumped ship… in a manner of speaking. He would never ignore nor completely abandon his foundation in exploitation films, but he wanted to break ground. To shock, to arouse, to horrify, to incite questions… So came Bloodfeast (1963) and the beginning of Herschell Gordon Lewis’ Blood Trilogy!
           
In 1963, Gordon Lewis released the quasi-racist and entirely campy film Blood Feast. It tells the story of Egyptian caterer, Fuad Ramses who caters bourgeois parties by day and performs ancient sacrificial rituals by night. At the request of his most decadent and affluent client, Ramses is asked to prepare a rare delicacy. The only trouble is; the secret ingredient is blood. Despite its title, the film is deceptively tame and uses blood and gore minimally, placing more emphasis on the implication of violence, rather than its graphic depiction. The film ends on  a happy note; Ramses is caught, the blood feast is cancelled and the remaining cast lives on. 
2000 Maniacs (1964)
         
While Blood Feast was a mild success, it was not until 1964 when Gordon Lewis makes 2000 Maniacs that he begins to construct his signature style of gore, guts and girls. 2000 Maniacs is Gordon Lewis’ masterpiece; the film tells the story of the murderous, confederate town “Pleasant Valley” and how the inhabitants lure in Northern tourists for their centennial celebration. The inhabitants force the Northerners to play sadistic, carnival games, which ultimately lead to their grisly deaths. Unlike Blood Feast, the gore is abundant. Not only does Gordon Lewis use gore to captivate the audience, but he also experiments with tension and suspense in a manner not yet seen in his work. He is able to construct an anticipation of brutality that many gore films lack. By far his most disturbing, and most serious film, 2000 Maniacs forgoes the standardized “happy ending” in favour of an ambivalent conclusion which spares two of the six tourists but denies closure to the narrative. The guilty are not brought to justice and it is implied that they will continue in their murderous ways.
         
Finally, the end chapter of Gordon Lewis’ Blood Trilogy was Colour Me Blood Red (1965). As the title would suggest, this campy flick does not take itself seriously. It tells the story of unsuccessful painter Adam Sorg, who accidentally discovers that human blood is the perfect substitute for red paint! After producing a new painting utilizing his material of choice, he finds the success of which he has always dreamed. But alas; in order to keep up, he needs more blood… The film itself becomes an allegory for Gordon Lewis’ career. Gordon Lewis found his niche; blood and gore would become his signature trademark, his medium of choice, the element for which he was to become famous. Colour Me Blood Red may be an allegory for Gordon Lewis’ career, but the film was far from perfect, especially in Gordon Lewis’ eyes. After the success of 2000 Maniacs, Gordon Lewis had a clearer impression of what was required to construct the ideal “horror” film. However, Colour Me Blood Red is self-reflexive in that it is aware of its campy quality, aware of its participation in the genre of cheesy horror films. Gordon Lewis takes a step back from 2000 Maniacs and abandons his solemnity in favour of humorous, over-the-top artifice. Also, he concludes Colour Me Blood Red with the stereotypical “happy ending”, where the murderer is caught and the beautiful heroine escapes. In many ways, Colour Me Blood Red was an unfortunate setback in Gordon Lewis’ career and a sub-par finale to his Blood Trilogy.
A Poster for The Wizard of Gore (1970)
         
After two more gory entries in his film career, A Taste of Blood and Gruesome Twosome (both 1967), Gordon Lewis made The Wizard of Gore (1970). By this time, Gordon Lewis had a near-flawless formula for constructing the perfect gore film. Importantly, Gordon Lewis realized he would have to move away from typical Hollywood conventions (likeable characters, happy endings, rewarding the good and punishing the evil). The Wizard of Gore screens like an informed film that was constructed by a true artist. Gordon Lewis combines some of his favourite elements such as the occult (reminiscent of, but more sophisticated than Blood Feast), exploitative depictions of women (held over from his first films), illusion, showmanship and, of course, blood. The film is unique in that it shows each grisly murder twice; first on stage after which is the victim is shown to be unharmed, and again, when the victim re-suffers and perishes from the wounds earlier inflicted on stage.
         
The Wizard of Gore (1970) makes some very grand statements of the nature of cinema, both as subtle and intrusive. Obviously, Gordon Lewis is the Wizard of Gore and we, the viewer, are the victims. What he chooses to inflict upon us may have an initial impact, but the true effect would not be realized until afterward, upon leaving the theatre, upon returning to the “real world”. The wizard’s impact happens after his involvement with the victim; his effect is done without laying a finger on the victim. Gordon Lewis is able to evoke fear, disgust and horror on us, his victims, his fans, his audience with little more than a disturbing image and a twisted tale. However, The Wizard of Gore (1970) does have one giant drawback; the conclusion. After a two fake-ends to the film, the film closes with the illusionist being called a phoney and the suggestion that his magic was never real. It feels entirely possible that this ending was tacked onto the film for the benefit or at the request of someone other than Gordon Lewis. That being said, it is entirely possible he is making yet another reference to his own work, suggesting that his “magic” may not have the most desirable impact while simultaneously foreshadowing his imminent retirement from the genre in 1973. 
         
Herschell Gordon Lewis truly is the Godfather of Gore. In a gleeful moment, I wrote to Gordon Lewis and rambled on about my love for and interest in his body of work. Much to my surprise, he wrote back and confirmed a Hollywood suspicion that he had hung the plaque from Pleasant Valley (the murderous town in 2000 Maniacs) in his living room for years. Indeed, he had done so before selling it, which he deeply regrets as he would have preferred to auction it off on eBay for a new generation of fans. Having grown up on gore, I can easily trace Gordon Lewis’ impact following his retirement.

The psychological slasher films of the 1970s, such as The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974), The Hills Have Eyes (1977) and Halloween (1978), owe much to Gordon Lewis. He opened a forum for films about murderers who were neither monster nor alien-creature, but merely “regular” people. He allowed for the utilization of realism in horror films. Now, to say that campy, over-the-top gore films incorporate realism may seem like a stretch, but one must acknowledge that his stories were told with respect to “it’s scary because it could happen to you” urban legends. This paved the way for the future and evolution of the horror genre. While Gordon Lewis may have gotten his start in exploitation films and harboured  a thinly veiled passion for depicting beautiful women in grotesque ways, he would never succumb to the vulgarity of creating “torture porn”. He was just a man who loved his blood; and knew how to use it.

~ Researched and Written by A. J. Von Purr, 2012
  

Monday, February 27, 2012

Women in horror: LocustGirl - Photographer Heather King

I didn't meet Heather King at The Ottawa Goth event "The Aftermath". I saw her, hundreds of times - but I didn't meet her. the bulk of her work is self-portrait. After falling for her artwork, I would like to see the face in the flesh behind all this death and beauty. Soon enough, I will get to.

Health problems, largely not diagnosed, plague this photographer. From the massive amount of work she had on display under her trade moniker LocustGirl Photography, you would think she is working night and day at a feverish pace. Feverish, perhaps, but life gets in the way. Hospital visits get in the way. Exhaustion of the most distressing nature you can imagine - it gets in the way.

I have met many talented artists with an array of 'things that get in the way' but I have never seen such a large amount of quality work from them. King has a huge repertoire ranging from horror, to expertly captured nature photography, animals, landscape, light, beauty, hope...

Then, her horror photography rips your attention right off your face again and slaps it down on the table with a sick smack and blood-red spatter.

It is wonderful. Her use of physical effects blended with layering and computer assisted post-production is striking and articulately imagined. Vampires, wolves, bats, knives, blood... there is a little bit of everything and it is all scary. The dark corners of her imagination are all over the map so it is bound to hit you where you cower and shiver.

There is no way to convey the range of images other than flipping through the stacks upon stacks available to the public. This is why we will be bringing LocustGirl with us to the Ottawa ComicCon on May 12 and 13, and to FanExpo 2012 Rue Morgue Festival of Fear in late August. If we can bring her physically, we will - yet like me, you may have to settle for pieces of her. Bloody bits of flesh. A tattered dress. An eye. Some hair...

For now, here are some snippets of e-conversation.

How long have you been taking photos? "Ever since I was a little girl. I was always fascinated by photography and amazed with the concept of being able to make time stand still capturing a moment forever. What camera do you favour right now? "I have used many cameras, currently I am using the Canon Rebel EOS XS with a 55-250mm lens."

"None of this was for shock value.
It was a release."

There is huge subject matter contrast in your work, can you explain where it comes from? "Emotions come into play when working on a piece. 2007 is where the 'dark photography' erupted. The type of people we surround ourselves with in life definitely plays a key role in the outcome of artistic projects.


"If one surrounds themselves with dark, twisted, evil, mentally disturbed souls, it leaks into the art. I was living in a tormented hell with a physically and emotionally violent monster... it clearly shows in my work - the horror, the raw agonizing emotion, the blood - that it wasn't a very safe place to be."


"The more I kept my focus on the darkness, the worse it became. None of this was for shock value. It was a release. The better I became at depicting my demons, the more I wanted to outdo myself next project. It was an addiction and it was all too consuming. Every time I closed my eyes, I would ONLY see these images I spent so long in creating.

"Now I focus on the light. I try to create magic with femininity, nature, wildlife and hope. Every time I close my eyes now I see magic, beauty and mystery."

And she does. Checking her portfolio on RedBubble or seeing what she has available on her facebook, you can see the array. You can also peruse the great interview by our brother-in-harms, the Zombie King over at Zombieinfo.com. Although the dark, gore and gothic theme images speak to me - there is a snowy owl and kitty cat fan in most of us. Before we bring her photography to the table for all to enjoy in May, look for another in-depth artist profile to come. This small celebration at the tail-end of Women in Horror Month only scratches the surface. 

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Don't go in...

What a great week for music. First PSOP releases their long awaited "Beetlejuice", and now, Ottawa's own Crusades (featuring drummer Jordan Bell of the Creeps) has just released their first official video for "The Attic". Chock full of grainy images of Crowley, the video channels old 70's and 80's horror flicks to a "T", with a dash of The Blair Witch thrown in for good measure.

Enjoy!

(Blatant Self Promotion Note: The organ intro was played by your ever faithful scribe- me.)





Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Say his name three times...

While waiting for the next Patron Saint of Plagues main dish, Opi is certainly generous with the appetizers. Personally, I have been waiting on this one for a while, and maybe even harassing. From the moment that the film Beetlejuice was announced and there was a Lydia character, I was excited and that excitement never died. Kinda like this guy I know... he just never died... and that excitement carried over to this and the announcement of the future second Beetlejuice film.



For those that missed it, the Mayfair had two screenings of the original that I did get to see. There was something mesmerizing about seeing it in theatre again. The stock has aged slightly of course. The colours are muted yet far more crisp, adding a sense of greater reality to the whirlwind technicolour carnival some scenes convey. Dust, scratches, and cigarette burns are things the DVD just can't do for you. In the case of a movie I have seen 167 times it had me spellbound as if seeing it for the first time.

So, yeah, I have a wonderful artist profile on the slab at the moment. All these fun distractions are dragging out the dissection and I must to get to her before she rots! Cuz as any journalist knows, a good interview is a lot like an autopsy: You gotta start with a big Y.


Thursday, February 9, 2012

Zombie Night in Canada! And we've got Tickets!

Zombie fans, this is your night!

Coming Thursday, Feb. 16th at the Mayfair Orleans, Zombie Night in Canada is a wealth of brain-munching goodness with Ottawa director Brett Kelly's cult hit My Dead Girlfriend. Along with this feature presentation, they will also be showing a selection of short zombie-related films by Ottawa filmmakers.

And... Brett Kelly and Ottawa Horror have teemed up to offer you a chance to win tickets! We've got two tickets for the show to give away to a lucky winner. Here's how it works. From today (Feb. 9th) until Sunday Feb. 12th at 11:59PM, we'll be accepting entries to contests@ottawahorror.com with the subject line "Zombie Night in Canada". On Monday Feb. 13th we'll do a random draw, and announce the winner.

So come out and show your support for the local undead. Proceeds from this screening are going towards the production of the newest zombie film to rise from the capital - the zombie musical comedy My Fair Zombie. Admission is $10. There will also be chances to win prizes from OH, Zombieinfo and more! How can you miss with this much entertainment!

Now if only we can figure out how to get the Zombie's on skates....

Now THIS is Hockey!

Monday, February 6, 2012

ComicCon comes to Ottawa!

It's official! This May 12th and 13th, Ottawa will host it's first ever ComicCon!

We here at Ottawa Horror are really excited about this, and along with the good folks at Zombieinfo we've already started getting our booth ready!

The ComicCon will be held at the new CE Center by the Airport on Uplands drive. You can get more information at their Facebook Page (go like them NOW) or at their website.

This is something that Ottawa has needed for some time now, so let's all make sure we get out and support it!

Sunday, February 5, 2012

The Woman in Black - A review

As our regular minions know, the kind folks at Alliance Films sent us passes for the preview screening of "The Woman in Black" on Feb 1st.  As the movie is now in wide release, I thought I'd share my thoughts on the film.

There's an old Jewish proverb that comes to mind when I think of this movie - "Things are never as good as we hope, or as bad as we fear". Given the lackluster performance of Hollywood in Horror lately, I walked into this movie fearing the worst. I walked out quite happy they'd managed to avoid the worst pitfalls.

"The Woman in Black" is adapted from the 1983 novel by Susan Hill, and has previously been a 1989 TV Movie (which I only vaguely remember) and a ridiculously popular stage play in London's West End. The story follows Arthur Kipps (Daniel Radcliffe), a widowed lawyer whose grief has put his career in jeopardy, who is sent to a remote village to sort out the affairs of a recently deceased eccentric.  But upon his arrival, it soon becomes clear that everyone in the town is keeping a deadly secret.  Although the townspeople try to keep Kipps from learning their tragic history, he soon discovers that the house belonging to his client is haunted by the ghost of a woman who is determined to find someone and something she lost…and no one, not even the children, are safe from her vengeance.

(Useless Trivia: Adrian Rawlins, who played Arthur Kipps in the 1989 TV movie, would go on to play James Potter -Harry's Dad- in the Potter films starring, of course, Daniel Radcliffe)

First things first, let's get this out of the way - Radcliffe does a great job in the role. Within 10 minutes you've forgotten that Potter person, and have accepted him as his own character. He performs a large portion of the movie alone, and more than holds his own against much more experienced actors like Ciarán Hinds (in an excellent role as Mr. Daily).

The movie represents the "return" of Hammer Films to the screen. Hammer, in case you DIDN'T know was the creator of some of the great horror films of the 60's and 70's, featuring Peter Cushing and Christopher Lee. The excellent cinematography, sets and atmosphere are straight out of those classic films, right down to the shot of Kipps, candle in one hand, axe in another, creeping down the hallway. For some filmmakers, this sort of homage can quickly turn into camp or worse. Fortunately, Director James Watkins deftly keeps control, keeping what would otherwise be a tired retelling of a stock ghost story into something much better. Watkins carefully avoids the current need to "show everything" and generally goes for the black shadow, moving shape or creepy sound, rather than the obvious effect, making the movie that much creepier. I'd also like to give a nice professional nod to Mario Beltrami for the classic score and Andrew Caller and Ben Barker for the sound, both of which served the feel perfectly.

But things are never as good as we hope - the movie is not without a few pitfalls.

First, while I'm not as opposed to overt sentiment as my fellow OH writers, even I found the opening sequences of the film a bit much. Given what's revealed over the course of the film, it really didn't need to hit us over the head that much. There's also a somewhat similar scene at the end, which also felt as if it didn't really need to be in the film - plus being far too similar in tone and location to a scene from a recent Harry Potter film, which doesn't help the audience forget Radcliffe's previous character.

Second, were the pop scares. I like pop scares as much as the next guy, and the ones that were in the film were very effective - the audience member next to me actually screamed at one of the better ones - but there were perhaps a few too many. By the time the "big reveal" of the ghost comes, you're just not scared anymore - especially when the big reveal takes a somewhat more cliche turn than the rest of the movie (I'll leave it there to avoid spoilers).

Finally, a minor niggle, but with the overall classic feel of Hammer Horror Films firmly entrenched in this movie, one or two of the more "modern" CGI effects seemed out of place. Not that they were badly done, they just seemed a bit odd in context.

So how do I wrap this up? Did I like the film? Yes. Would I recommend that people go see it? Absolutely! Did it blow me out of my seat and leave me on the back wall of the theatre? No. I had really hoped we'd get something on the level of my favourite movie -1963's "The Haunting"- but with modern production values. "The Woman in Black" came close, but in the end, couldn't quite get there. If it had, I'd happily have given it a 10 out of 10. As it sits, I'll give it a solid 9.


At the opera last night – Ottawa's Repo! Shadowcast's first performance of 2012


Everybody, everybody, get down, get down now – to the Club Saw gallery on Nicholas Street to watch The Necromerchant's Payment; Ottawa's Repo! The Genetic Opera shadowcast. If you haven't yet experienced being inside a movie, then you need to see this one-of-a-kind show.


It's hard to describe the performance without giving too much away - trust me, you'll want to go in fresh. Part of what makes The Necromerchant's Payment cast so fantastic is that every show is just a little bit different; there's always something new. Each time you visit, you might be watching the same movie, but you'll be never see the exact same thing twice.

I'll warn you now though: this show, much like zydrate, is highly addictive.

And... what was that? My favourite part of the Repo! Shadowcast, you ask? Audience participation. Anyone can get a bunch of people to sit still in chairs and watch what's happening in front of them. The cast of The Necromerchant's Payment brings not only the movie, but the audience to life as they actively encourage the crowd to sing along, get up on the stage, dance, and of course, shout inappropriate comments at the screen.

If you need something to do on the first Friday of every month... actually, scratch that. Blow off any plans you have on the first Friday of every month and come see The Necromerchant's Payment instead.
S-s-s-stand up, don't be shy!

Everybody, everybody, TESTIFY!

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

The Woman in Black: Review Forthcoming

Reviews are just not my forte, but I can't resist. Not since Thir13en Ghosts have I fell in love with a haunted house story like this. The Woman in Black is just wonderful. Wonderful. There is nothing really special, nothing really outrageous, and nothing that has not been seen before - they just did it well and they did it creepy.

So very, very creepy.

Before I gush and get into the reasons I adored every moment of this film, I have to get the bit I disliked off my chest. The introduction of Radcliffe's character. Any amount of sentimentality has me honestly roll my eyes. Add to that an outright grievous amount of sentimentality and I really begin to writhe. At the point that a supporting character asks the lead to not talk about children, I said aloud, "how refreshing!" Knowing what I was getting into, I knew my exasperation was wasted, yet wedding ring, cute kids, pregnant bellies... even the most bleedy bleeding heart would feel their intelligence being slightly insulted. I wanted Children of the Corn, not Wynken, Blynken and Nod. All I could think was 'get on with it!'

Then, they did.

One phrase I heard over and over was 'pop scares' and 'pop-up horror' and sure, there are bucket loads. Some may say too much. I guess we just caught me on a nerves-of-stone-cold-steel kinda night. Only one got me a little, but judging by crowd reaction the Hammer formula was working, as ever. My favorite creepy moment centered around the zoetrope. A subtle, nearly j-horror influence crept in from time to time in what I thought a curious blend of technique.

The largely uncredited character that held the entire film had to be Cotterstock Hall - the true-life location you see when Radcliffe walks up to the Eel Marsh House for the first time. If only I could manage to live there... and haunt there forever. ~sigh~

Production reportedly filmed there for three days, and the rest was purely perfect set design. Although not even one tenth as grand, I grew up in a similarly creepy house. Well, we had less spider webs too. Not long ago, I told a gentleman caller the story of a rocking chair that was moving on it's own accord in the upstairs sun-room of my grandmothers farmhouse. When I approached it, it stopped. This is still the single most frightening thing I have ever seen. Things like that, the wallpaper, the playroom automatons, discarded notes and letters galore, creepy photos in gaudy gothic frames - reminded me not only of being young but how horrific those quiet far off and aged places can be in the daylight. Let alone, Cotterstock Hall, at night, in the rain...



This opens in theatres Friday, and I urge anyone on the fence to go. Great, old fashioned horror with beautiful photography, perfect casting and tin-type perfect set design. 

You may wonder from time to time, as I did, how he can be so brave? Weapon in one hand, candle in the other, heading boldly into the shadows - would you run? I might. Would you at least call out? I would.
This is what great horror is made of: the dark.

p.s. It was awesome to see so many ticket winners from the site and Ottawa Goth Syndicate - then being able to sign a copy of Nightface for an "Arthur" was just too fitting!