Misdiagnosis

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CITY IN PANIC

2 Stars  1986/85m

A.k.a. The AIDS Murders

“A deadly secret… A psychotic killer… A reign of terror!!!”

Director: Robert Bouvier / Writers: Peter Wilson & Andreas Blackwell / Cast: David Adamson, Leeann Nestegard, Peter Roberts, Edward Chester, Gary Bryant, Bonnie Beck, Derrick Emery, John Tench.

Body Count: 6

Laughter Lines: “Who’s responsible – the makers of slasher films?”


Those of us old enough to remember playground taunts of the 1980s will doubtlessly recall other kids screeching “You’ve got AIDS!” at the top of their shrill little lungs. This film is largely the embodiment of that. And that Team America song Everyone Has AIDS.

A serial killer in a black coat and a fedora is slashing up (mostly) gay men and carving an M into their torsos. Straightforward homophobia? Being the mid-80s, you’d think so, but as City in Panic unfolds, while the gay community is largely without a voice, the only anti-gay character is coded as an idiot detective and shouted down several times.

Radio talk show host Dave Miller is at war with another journalist, whom he accuses of exploiting the situation for readers, and investigates on his own, arguing with his enemy and a radio shrink who says it’s “too soon to say” if the killer has an agenda given the sexuality of most of the victims.

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Intermittently, men ‘doing gay things’ are stalked and killed. Only a couple of them have any dialogue: A bartender from Dave’s choice tavern who is caught doing inverted sit-ups in a deserted gym, and a security guard sticks his cock through the wrong gloryhole. Refreshingly, the film doesn’t overtly condemn any of them, and Dave educates his dim girlfriend on a couple of points when she compares AIDS to the Plague.

The killer’s identity becomes obvious at the clock runs down, although it wasn’t entirely clear beforehand, although the use of the ‘M’ is pretty random and pointless, but as they wail “They had AIDS!” when confronted by Dave, I couldn’t not fall about laughing. HIV, by the way, doesn’t get a look in. Seems like in this universe you get AIDS, and a short time later you’re gone.

A bad movie, but not necessarily a bad-hearted one. The producers latched on to a hot topic and rode with it, which was a brave choice for this era, politically. It’s just about balanced enough to be neither here nor there, but as a comedy is an absolute riot.

And, honestly, some of the fashion on show is more offensive than anything.

Bear Essentials

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PANDAMONIUM

2.5 Stars  2020/18/86m

“This panda means business.”

Director: MJ Dixon / Cast: David Hon Ma Chu, Oriana Crystal Charles, Will Jones, Dani Thompson, James Hamser-Morton, Lee Mark Jones, Charlie Bond, Will Marshall, Chloe Badham, Derek Nelson, Tatiana Ibba, Charlie Clarke, Nad Abdoolakhan.

Body Count: 12

Laughter Lines: “This guy is a professional killer, not a Dairylea Triangle.”


On Arielle’s first day as their office junior, the sleazy solicitors of Killmore & Percival decide to throw themselves an after hours party and invite strippers to entertain them. Yes, it’s Psycho Cop Returns anew!

If this weren’t bad enough, the hootenanny is crashed by a suited, panda-masked killer with a thing for big knives and one-liners, and he begins to eliminate the security guard, employees who stayed too late, and finally the drug-addled Sixth Floor assholes and the strippers, while Arielle – an ex-stripper herself – and fellow newbie Daniel try to find a means of escape.

Panda-killer is played by a friend of mine, multidimensional performance artist David Hon Ma Chu, whose dulcet Mancunian tones give the loon an almost cuddly edge, if you could get close enough without receiving a knife in the gut.

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The micro-budget means that a lot of the film is done on the cheap, but it has a decent production polish and some amusing moments, my favourite being two of the strippers discussing cleaning products before they’re interrupted by a client and spring into alluring mode.

*Gasp!* It’s both of you!

Peering over the parapet of retirement for this. Mid-80s Police Academy knock off Moving Violations proved to be a regular phonebook of siblings-of-stars and slasher movie also-rans…

Most evident to me was the appearance of not one, but two alumni of The Burning, Brian Backer and Ned Eisenberg. The former is a luckless purveyor of a mobile puppet show, the latter is introduced by asking Jennifer Tilly (!) if she saw any of the first five Friday the 13th movies and later dons a hockey mask.

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Elsewhere, Willard Pugh from The Hills Have Eyes Part II appears, all of them under Stacy Keach’s little brother and Bill Murray’s little brother in the lead roles.

See you in a few weeks when I watch the slasher film my friend Dave was in.

That’s all folks!

 

The well is officially dry. I’ve reviewed every slasher film, documentary, and TV series I’ve ever seen, all 778 titles (plus 3 random other reviews).

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So in terms of my updates every five days, we’ve reached the end of the line, although I’ll stick up reviews of anything relevant I see. A friend of mine is actually in a new film due out in March.

What’s changed? Time, I guess. A few years ago I decided to stop seeking out the lowest end, shot-on-a-phone, potato-quality films because they just weren’t ever enjoyable, despite the best intentions of those who made them.

I’ve ranked, rated, listed, and loved every aspect of the genre I can think to rank, rate, list and love, from final girl countdowns, Stock Background Characters 101, VIP’s of Slasherdom, and that controversial Top 100 – if I knew where to go next with it, believe me I would, but repeating myself ad nauseum has a shelf life.

All that’s left to say until such a time that an awesome new film comes along, is thanks for a great 12 years, everybody who’s commented, argued with me over a rating, suggested new films to watch, and that person who called me an ‘ignorant rookie’ who ‘didn’t know what they were talking about’ that time.

Special shout-outs to Grace, Jake, Justin, Kaijinu, Lord Crayak, Meat-free Myers, Paul, Phil M, Ross H, Ross T, SlasherTrash, Stacie Ponder, and Moto – who has been dragged around more secondhand video stores than anybody could take.

Love you all.

Hud x

Gianna and the Giallo

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DEEP RED

3.5 Stars  1975/18/126m

“You will never forget it.”

Original title: Profondo Rosso

Director/Writer: Dario Argento / Writer: Bernardino Zapponi / Cast: David Hemmings, Daria Nicolodi, Gabriele Lavia, Macha Maril, Eros Pagni, Giuliana Calandra, Clara Calamai.

Body Count: 6

Laughter Lines: “It’s always a maniac and they never catch them!”


I saw Deep Red for the first time about eight years ago but curiously made no notes whatsoever and couldn’t remember a whole lot beyond the twist with the ‘painting’, the mechanical doll, and not knowing if Gianna died or not. It’s likely I watched a cropped down version, because the one I just rented seemed a whole lot longer and had several cut-ins which were never dubbed into English (despite the actors’ lips obviously speaking in it).

Anyway, serving as the template for Dario Argento’s move from whodunits into his more slasher movie-esque era, the accepted giallo ingredients are all present and accounted for: An outsider, a black-gloved mystery killer, slow moving scenes that fragment the locus so we don’t know where the fiend might leap from any second, psychics, a score like someone had a seizure at the piano… It’s all here! Yay!

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In this case, David Hemmings is Marcus Daly, a jazz pianist/lecturer living in Italy (whether or not it’s Turin where the film was shot I don’t know – they mentioned Rome?) who, one night, witnesses the brutal murder of his neighbour, Lithuanian medium Helga Ulmann who, earlier, had ‘tapped in’ to the thoughts of a vengeful killer during a lecture on telepathy, saying she knew who it was and that she would write out her observations and hand them over to the police.

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Marc finds himself teamed up with Lois Laney reporter Gianna (longterm Argento fixture Nicolodi) to try and crack the case ahead of the seemingly clueless cops – who tell the press their eyewitness can ID the killer, which goes out on the evening news. There’s a tinge of romance between the carefree Gianna and uptight Marc and the re-added scenes largely cover their partnership, involving a recurring gag with a crapped out Fiat 500. After an hour, the killer returns to eliminate a writer who knows about a past crime at a house we briefly saw during the credits as someone was being stabbed to death before the weapon fell at the feet of a child, while a kid’s ‘la la la’ ditty plays. This tune comes up several times and, while not as much of a brain intrusion as Baby Shark, anything by Ed Sheeran, or the Halloween III Silver Shamrock commercial, it does get a little irritating.

With the killer seemingly one step ahead, Marc finds the creepy old mansion and uncovers some more clues. This scene is strangely long – really long – and it reminded me how impatient modern audiences have become. A part of it involves him chipping away at plaster to view a mural beneath it. In a new flick, this would be montaged down with cuts, but in Deep Red we witness the whole process, including him going off to find a piece of glass to hasten his pace.

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In that sense, Deep Red, if re-edited, would probably clock in around 85 minutes there’s so much …waiting going on. But in other scenes it makes sense: The stalking of the interim victims – the writer and a professor – is expertly strung out to tease the audience. We know something bad is about to drop, but from where, and how badly? The mechanical doll shock is still absurdly creepy and weirdly irrelevant, yet remains the most memorable set piece.

Eventually, Marc figures out what he saw way back at the start with ‘the painting’ and the killer is revealed. “It was such a long time ago!” they caw for the flashback/exposition, before a very rapid fight ensues. The twist is neat though, can’t say otherwise and, while I’d probably not choose to donate two hours of my time to sitting through this for, hmm, another couple of decades, it shows that Argento was, even then, streets ahead of his contemporaries.

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Blurbs-of-interest: Argento’s other slasher pics include TenebraeOperaPhenomena, Trauma, and Sleepless; Nicolodi was in Tenebrae, Phenomena, and Opera; Gabriele Lavia was in Sleepless.

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