Sunday, April 27

Frewaka Film Review

 


Frewaka Film Review

Halfway to Halloween Presented by Shudder


Sadly, Halfway to Halloween is coming to a close.

But, that just means we’re one month closer to Halloween!

Shudder’s line-up included 825 FOREST ROAD, SHADOW OF GOD and DEAD MAIL.

This final week brings you Irish folk horror, FREWAKA.


From Aislinn Clarke (The Devil’s Doorway), FREWAKA, a largely Irish-language film, follows home care worker Shoo, who is sent to a remote village to care for an agoraphobic woman who fears the neighbors as much as she fears the Na Sídhe — sinister entities who she believes abducted her decades before.

As the two develop a strangely deep connection, Shoo is consumed by the old woman’s paranoia, rituals, and superstitions, eventually confronting the horrors from her own past.

FREWAKA is a large metaphor for inter-generational trauma, specifically with women, and Catholic guilt.

Frewaka, a word taken from the longer Irish word “fréamhacha,” translates to “roots” which in this film includes Ireland's collective historical trauma around the Magdalene Laundries, inter-generational violence, birth and death.

All the above are wrapped up in Irish superstition and folklore with haunting scenes of goats, horseshoes, fairy trees and parading costumed villagers. But the religious imagery, specifically a neon cross, are more frightening than the possibility of fae looking to break into our world.

With vivid cinematography, superb acting, and eerie dissection into trauma, it’s hard to decide which factor hits home closest.

For me, it was the music and sound that lasted the longest post credits. I can still hear the neon red cross. It haunts me at night when I get up to our red nightlights. (Josh insists they have less blue light for less sleep interruption. I insist they’re creepy as hell.) I can still hear the recurring leitmotif (chattering percussion and loud droning).

FREWAKA is one of those films that purposefully gets under your skin. Grab your folk horror loving friend to watch and dissect this film together.

Friday, April 18

Sinners Review




Sinners 

Dir: Ryan Coogler 

Starring: Michael B. Jordan, Hailee Steinfeld, Miles Caton, Jack O’Connell, Wunmi Mosaku, and Delroy Lindo 

2h 17m


“Lord, it’s one kind favor I’ll ask of you / See that my grave is kept clean.” 

- Blind Lemon Jefferson (1927)


The blues is a cornerstone of musical heritage, an expression of cultural identity, and a statement of resiliency and resistance. The history of hardship and suffering, the rebellion and fortitude played and sang with heartbreak and sadness, pride and passion, all saturate every note and tune of the music. Blues singer, songwriter, and guitarist John Lee Hooker said it best, “The blues tells a story. Every line of the blues has a meaning”. 


“Sinners,” the new film from writer/director Ryan Coogler, tells the story of twin brothers Smoke and Stack, played expertly in both roles by Michael B. Jordan, returning to their hometown in Clarksdale, Mississippi, to open a juke joint in 1932. The blues, often called “the devil’s music,” is the heart of Coogler’s film, the soul that evokes the ears of evil on the club's opening night. Coogler’s storytelling here is filled with depth and complexity, an analysis of the Black experience told through heartfelt music and fascinating characters. “Sinners” is a bold and authentic genre film that bleeds delta blues and pays homage to the power of music for culture and community. 


Returning after some years of learning the business of gangsters in Chicago, twin brothers Smoke and Stack (Michael B. Jordan) return to their hometown in Mississippi with cash, booze, and a hustler’s mentality. Smoke and Stack buy an old sawmill on the edge of town and plan the opening night for their juke joint that same evening. The juke joint is a space for their people to be free after their hard day's work, a place to drink, eat, listen to, and dance to music. The brothers enlist the talents of their cousin, Sammie (an exciting introduction to Miles Caton), a young musician who sings the blues with a deep and soulful voice, the support of elder bluesman Delta Slim (the ever-interesting Delroy Lindo), and the guidance of Smoke’s longtime love Annie (a confident Wunmi Mosaku) who cooks and provides spiritual guidance. 


 The opening night brings out the entire community, ready for a good time. It also brings unwanted guests, a trio of musicians seemingly called in the night by the music played so beautifully by Sammie. The guests, who make it abundantly clear that they must be invited into the gathering, don’t just come for the blues; they have also come for blood. 


Ryan Coogler’s story of the factual and fictional horrors of the Jim Crow South is a remarkable intertwining of culture, history, and music told through the lens of genre film. The horror here revolves around vampires, a subgenre of horror so well-worn in film history that it resembles how blues influenced the landscape of rock n’ roll music. Coogler’s intent throughout “Sinners” is to craft a metaphor, evoke satire, and draw social commentary while creating a bombastic clash of imagery, music, and character. Whether the strong metaphor of Black musical artistry that is being preyed upon by outsiders who crave the soul of life experiences put to tune or the more subtle analogy of the lore of vampirism as a symbol of freedom and slavery. It’s all expert storytelling crafted in ways that will resonate differently with every viewer, just like blues music. 


 Michael B. Jordan, in a highlight performance of his career, plays Smoke and Stack as distinct yet separate characters. Each character's southern drawl, unique swagger, and costuming let Jordan ease into the personalities. Smoke is the leader; he is more confident and imposing but also tender and more in tune with the emotions of everything happening, especially his relationship with Annie. Stack supports Smoke’s leader, who is more impulsive and aggressive but charming with a hint of kindness that comes out with interactions with Sammie. Support characters like Delroy Lindo, who shines as the alcohol-influenced, harmonica and piano-playing bluesman, and Hailee Steinfeld, as the one-time love interest of Smoke who is adopted into the community family because of the kindness of her mother, round out the depth of the storyline. 


Ryan Coogler continues to impress with the skill behind the camera; the quality of the filmmaker's work here is singular in both its voice and vision, a true testament to the artist’s growth over the years. “Sinners” may feel familiar in its genre execution, but its story and characters are unmatched for horror films in recent memory. Watch it on the biggest screen because, just like the juke joint in the movie, this film deserves to be seen, heard, and experienced in a unique space with a community. 


Monte’s Rating 

4.00 out of 5.00


Dead Mail Film Review

 


Dead Mail Film Review

Halfway to Halloween Presented by Shudder


We’re halfway through our halfway to Halloween celebration with Shudder!

So far we watched and reviewed 825 FOREST ROAD and SHADOW OF GOD.

This week brings you a noir thriller, DEAD MAIL.


On a desolate, Midwestern county road, a bound man crawls towards a remote postal box, managing to slide a blood-stained plea-for-help message into the slot before a panicking figure closes in behind him.

The note makes its way to the desk of Jasper, a seasoned ‘dead letter’ investigator at a 1980s midwestern post office.

As he begins to piece together the letter’s origins, it leads him down a violent, unforeseen path to a kidnapped keyboard engineer and his eccentric business associate.

DEAD MAIL is a thriller told in three distinct parts using two storylines that eventually merge at the climax of the film.

The first part sets the vibe for a potential cat and mouse game thanks to the thoroughness of the dead letter office. It’s an intriguing beginning that immediately pulls you into the story and then abruptly shifts, taking you down the path of the second storyline

The second part/storyline is focused around the how and why behind the dead letter received in the first part of the film. The main antagonist is eccentric to say the least and the story gives off strong John Fowles’ THE COLLECTOR vibes. (Add to your reading list). At times, the pacing can feel a bit slow but the build up is worth it as the film moves in the third part where both storylines collide.

All around, this is a very well-done noir thriller that demands to be on a movie shelf for viewing parties. The purposeful aesthetic of the film immediately transports you back to the 80s and the characters, both minor and major, leave a lasting impression.

Make this Friday night movie night with DEAD MAIL, popcorn, and ice cream. I suggest Neapolitan. I think you’ll thank me later.