Sonically good.


Writing's a fight and this boy needs a battle
Sonically good.

I really wanted this to be good. Majority female cast. Uma Thurman. It went for classic style Val Lewton scares, got closer to rent-a-ghost. If I were 12 and on my own in a house I’d be looking at the shadows but I’m not, and I didn’t.

This is a great little film. Moving and inspirational in so many ways. I struggle to see where else it would get made other than Netflix.

How far is any of us from this kind of behaviour? We may not charge at the touch line, but we certainly make a lunge for the goal. Be it sugar or alcohol, nicotine or heroine, money or fame, we all try to change our realities, trying to morph one into another, as if one is inherently better?

Without being some sort of racist, this was not good, it was horrible, pandering to all kinds of stereotypes that would not look out of place in a gross-out comedy from nineteen-seventies. And it was sweet, saracen sweet, like a movie by Hallmark, even though Hallmark stopped being Hallmark ten years ago.

A beautifully observed portrait of a marriage, in a relationship that’s as symbiotic as it is parasitic, as subtle as it is seething.

When their son is killed in France at the beginning of World War Two, a bereaved couple start their own quiet resistance, surreptitiously leaving seditious postcards around Berlin denouncing Adolf Hitler, his Nazi regime, and their war.

PONTYPOOL is interesting take on the zombie film. Set for the most part in the local radio station, Stephen McHattie is convincing as Grant Mazzy, a shock jock from the big city reduced to plying his ware on CLSY, a local radio station broadcasting to the small Ontario town of Pontypool.
A slow day of appalling weather quickly takes a turn for the worst, as reports start to come in of people having seizures, developing strange speech patterns, and committing appalling acts of violence.
As events unfold it becomes apparent that the violence is being spread by a virus contained in the English language, but Mazzy thinks he has found the cure, or is Mazzy actually spreading the virus with his broadcast?
From the opening sequence you know this is something more than your average zombie film, there isn’t a lot of the usual bloody horror you’d expect. It builds tension by feeding you images from Mazzy’s broadcast. The horror for the most part in your head, and is all the better for it. It is an interesting little film, that poses some very interesting questions about the nature of language. It is, dare I say it, an esoteric zombie film?
Director: Bruce McDonald
Writer: Tony Burgess
Production Year: 2008
Rating: 15
Running Time: 96 minutes

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