UNDER THE SHADOW

You’ve
all seen supernatural forces terrorise families in countless horror films down
the years but never quite like this. Iranian-born Babak Anvari uses the
backdrop of the 1980’s Iran/Iraq war to create a nerve-jangling, suffocating
atmosphere of political instability and terrifying apparitions.

Under the Shadow follows the story of Shideh (Narges Rashidi),
a dejected house wife who can no longer continue at medical school due to her
involvement with leftist groups during the Islamic revolution. Her husband Iraj
(Bobby Naderi), who is allowed to be a doctor, is called to the centre of the
conflict leaving Shideh and their daughter Dorsa (Avin Manshadi) alone in their
increasingly unsafe Tehran apartment. When an unexploded missile hits their
apartment building a troubling, malevolent djinn (evil spirits that travel on
the wind) begins to victimise Shideh and Dorsa.

Although the basic premise may lead
audiences to draw comparisons with 2014 critical hit The Babadook,
Anvari’s directional début is dealing with far more than just parental anxiety.
In one scene Shideh flees from the demonic djinn haunting her apartment only to
be detained for not wearing a heard-scarf while outdoors. Shideh finds herself
trapped between the supernatural entity haunting her apartment and the
oppressive politics of war-torn Iran. These cultural pressures complete an
all-encompassing sense of dread throughout the film – there’s simply no escape
for Shiedh and her daughter. Consequently Shideh’s feelings of isolation,
marginalisation and helplessness take on an even greater potency. Maternal
indifference

As well as working on this overtly
political level Under the Shadow also functions as an
affecting family drama. Rashidi steals the show; her subtle expressions and
body language deftly capture Shideh’s escalating sense of impotency, entrapment
and maternal angst. Manshadi puts in a naturalistic performance beyond her
years and as a result her mother-daughter dynamic with Rashidi is utterly
believable and engaging. Anvari’s sharp direction of the day-to-day life of the
apartment building and the constant threats they face also helps bring these
characters vividly to life. Likewise, the spot on set design, particularly Rashidi’s
apartment with its honey coloured tiles and pale green fridge-freezer, adds an
authenticity which heightens the unnerving impact of the paranormal forces at
play.

Although Under the Shadow relies
heavily on mood, with few overt scares, the whole film is so meticulously
constructed that you’re on edge even before anything creepy actually shows up.
The superb sound design is partly to praise for creating such an atmosphere,
using the sound of breathing to chilling effect and making the sprinkling of jump
scares some of the most frightening you’ll see all year.

Under
the Shadow
 effectively uses historical
context and cultural issues to draw nuance and complexity from the horror
genre, while acting as an impressive calling card for Anvari. 

UNDER THE SHADOW / DIRECTOR: BABAK ANVARI /
SCREENPLAY: BABAK ANVARI / STARRING: NARGES RASHIDI, AVIN MANSHADI, BOBBY
NADERI / RELEASE DATE: SEPTEMBER 30TH

Expected Rating: 5 out of 10

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THE MAGNIFICENT SEVEN

The remake or reimagining in this case of two classic films, the Seven Samurai and the original Magnificent Seven is not without its moments, but is a bad imitation to the aforementioned movies. Even the Roger Corman opus, Battle Beyond the Stars is better this.

An evil land baron who controls a mining operation for gold and his hired gunmen take over a town forcing its inhabitants to either accept his low ball pay for their land or face the consequences, which includes killing women and the husband of Emma Cullen (Bennett).

Cullen enlists the aid of bounty hunter, Sam Chisolm (Washington) who then embarks on assembling his band of crusaders to face off against 200 bad guys and a Gatling gun.

The characters are interesting, but you never really like or care about them as they are cardboard cut-outs of the original characters. There are even two lines of dialogue lifted from the 1960 version that blow the fourth wall with the audience that reminds you that you should be watching the Yul Brynner/Steve McQueen film. 

Admittedly, the cinematography is stunning, but the story is mediocre and the dialogue borderlines on corny. You pretty much know who is going to live and who will die out of the seven in the first third of the film.

The late James Horner’s music along with Simon Franglen is unmemorable. To add insult to the original film, they play Elmer Bernstein’s memorable theme over the end credits. If only the movie lived up to that one tune it would have been much better.

Overall, better to catch this on DVD or the tele.

THE MAGNIFICENT SEVEN / CERT: 12A / DIRECTOR: ANTOINE FUQUA / SCREENPLAY: RICHARD WENK, NICK PIZZOLATTO / STARRING: DENZEL WASHINGTON, CHRIS PRATT, VINCENT D’ONOFRIO, ETHAN HAWKE, BYUNG-HUN LEE, MANUEL GARCIA-RULFO, MARTIN SENSMEIER, HALEY BENNETT / RELEASE DATE: OUT NOW

Expected Rating: 7 out of 10

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VAMPIRE RESURRECTION

There are always some simple go-to subgenres for low budget filmmakers: zombies and vampires. Both are undead, both very commercial, and both fairly easy to film with little or no money. Making them work on a shoestring is incredibly difficult, but after several shorts, Mark Morris has plunged into feature work with a fairly decent effort.

Twenty-five years ago, a young girl helps her guardian (Beaumont) slay a vampire; just a normal child’s upbringing, then? Now in her mid-thirties, Anne (Kay) has two teenagers – both awkward in their own way – and a no-nonsense husband, Jack (writer/director/cameraman Morris), who is determined his family should lead a normal life. Anne, however, has no problem telling her children (Harding and Pooley) all about her past and the evil that lurks out in the world. Unfortunately, one night, the kids decide to find the grave of the bloodsucker their mother killed. A tragedy enables the vengeful nocturnal predator to return, leaving Anne no option to seek out the slayer who raised her, while disbelieving Jack is convinced it’s all the work of a bunch of drug addicts.

While Vampire Resurrection may not be the most original of ideas, it certainly manages to bring some different slants to the weary format. The main focus of the action is the stubborn father, really. His attitude goes beyond scepticism to be practically blinkered, and this highlights one of the other aspects that the film brings to the table: humour. OK, we’re not talking hearty belly laughs, but the approach and tone do mean the movie is particularly family-friendly. Like the TV series that so obviously influenced the tale, there is certainly lightness to the storytelling and the violence and gore are at an acceptable early-teens level. This is heightened by the often whimsical score, which also allows the father to be a figure of fun, definitely an aspect younger viewers would enjoy.

There is plenty to enjoy in the film, but it’s not without its problems. It could do with the narrative tightening up, overstaying its welcome a little as we get through the one-hour-forty running time. An impartial editor could have easily sorted this out, but sometimes the projects at this level are too much of a personal achievement that one can understand it’s hard to let go of certain aspects. Morris certainly manages to work wonders with what he has, though. Some really well composed and thought-out shots allow for some atmosphere – particularly during the night-time scenes.

Like most low budget films, some of the acting is lacking, but that’s to be expected and it’s not too distracting. Where Vampire Resurrection does succeed is bringing a family moral to the proceedings. Not as schmaltzy as Buffy, and probably a lot more relatable to a younger British audience as a result (well, apart from the undead rising with papier-mâché transformed faces). There’s potential here, and it’s certainly worth your time.

VAMPIRE RESURRECTION / CERT: TBC / DIRECTOR & SCREENPLAY: MARK MORRIS / STARRING: MARK MORRIS, AMANDA LARA KAY, ALAN HARDING, RACHEL POOLEY, PAUL VAN BEAUMONT / RELEASE DATE: TBC

Expected Rating: 4 out of 10
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CLOWNTOWN

We open at the Strode household, where a cute young babysitter is telling her doe-eyed wards a scary story before bedtime. With the little ones shipped off to bed, the babysitter begins to unwind (read: get naked). But what’s this?! Standing before her, one of the children – dressed in a clown costume. The babysitter is promptly murdered. And yet somehow, we are not watching Halloween, the Halloween remake or a Halloween sequel. Nope, this is the opening of ClownTown, which is more beholden to the slasher classic than even its own remakes or sequels.

Meanwhile, on their way to a country music gig, four pretty young things find themselves stranded in a small rural town after one of the girls loses her mobile phone. They aren’t as alone as it first seems – attacked and hunted by a gang of armed, murderous clowns, the two couples face a desperate, brutal fight for their lives. Which also happens to be the gist of Rob Zombie’s latest Hillbilly-‘em-up, 31. But we’re not watching that, either.

The Carpenter influence is strong throughout; it’s an action-based horror film that recalls the machinations of Assault on Precinct 13 and Escape from New York. It’s unfortunate that the film’s release comes so close to that of Zombie’s 31 though, because, in spite of its flaws, it is a vastly superior film. For while 31 is very much of the Rob Zombie playbook, chock full of the director’s tics and habits, this more workmanlike effort has less baggage and is more concerned with simply being an effective horror film. Where 31’s heroes are grubby, annoying hicks, ClownTown’s are simple but likeable. Where Zombie’s clowns are too gross and dirty to look like clowns (barely a full tub of greasepaint among them), these actually look the part and, as such, are far more terrifying as a result. Authentic, inappropriately happy clowns will always be more unsettling than those actually designed to look scary. Nothing is less bleeding scary than a clown actively trying to be scary.

It seems perverse to reward ClownTown for having less of a directorial stamp than the singularly auteur-driven 31, but here we are: the action is coherent and fun, the characters clean and relatable (if irritating, in some of the most grating shrieking since Sally Hardesty in The Texas Chain Saw Massacre). The scares and gore largely work, and the clowns actually look scary, but when the action is at its peak, you’ll scarcely notice.

ClownTown is a fun, nasty, low-budget little horror romp that delivers exactly on its promise – terrifying murder clowns running amok in small town America. It doesn’t really deserve to be, but it’s the best Innocents vs Murder Clowns movie you’ll see this year.

CLOWNTOWN / CERT: 18 / DIRECTOR: TOM NAGEL / SCREENPLAY: JEFF MILLER / STARRING: BRIAN NAGEL, LAUREN ELISE, ANDREW STATON / RELEASE DATE: SEPTEMBER 30TH (US CINEMA), OCTOBER 4TH (VOD, DVD)

 

31

Rob Zombie’s latest movie has been one of the most hotly-anticipated horrors of the year, and now it’s finally upon us. Following his stories of the Firefly family in House of 1000 Corpses and The Devil’s Rejects, his reimagining of Michael Myers in Halloween and Halloween II, his fun animated comedy horror The Haunted World of El Superbeasto, and playing a different tune with the eerie The Lords of Salem, this time out Zombie has decided to tackle a topic that’s a fear-inducer for many: crazed, freaky clowns with a penchant for carnage!

To shed some light on the plot of 31, the movie centres on a group of five carnival workers (Sheri Moon Zombie, Jeff Daniel Phillips, Meg Foster, Kevin Jackson, Lawrence Hilton-Jacobs) who end up kidnapped and thrown into the ominously-titled Murder World. In this twisted, torturous compound, the wicked game of “31” takes place; a game where our five have to survive increasingly-violent “levels” or “stages” that involve them being hunted down by bizarre, brutal costumed freaks at the behest of some form of hierarchy led by Father Murder (Malcom McDowell). With nowhere left to run, our protagonists only hope of survival is to either kill or be killed, or pray that they can make it through the night until this twisted game’s timer runs out.

What we have here is something akin to an extremely violent, relentless, remorseless, gore-soaked version of The Running Man, with Zombie’s core victims running from one threat to another, hopping out of the frying pan and into the fire. At each passing turn, and with each passing “victory”, lurks a new Head – the names given to the outfitted horrors, such as Schizo-Head or Death-Head, who have death and destruction on their mind. And even though you might be expecting merely crazed clowns, there’s actually a little more variety to the nasties of this particular picture, ranging from chainsaw-wielding rednecks, to kinky Harley Quinn-esque femme fatales, to a Spanish midget decked out in full-on Nazi Hitler attire. But standing at the top of the tree is Doom-Head (Richard Brake), the absolute master of murder and mayhem.

In some quarters, 31 has been described as Rob Zombie’s most Rob Zombie movie yet, and to an extent that’s correct. There’s certainly the usual dialogue associated with a Zombie movie, and some of the kills are right up there as the goriest seen in a Zombie flick to date, although some of the other brutality seems a little watered down at times for a Zombie film in terms of what actually gets shown. Then again, there’s reports out there that the film had to be submitted three or four times before finally being passed as suitable by the MPAA, with an uncut version seemingly in the pipeline when the film gets a full home release. Added to that, we don’t really get to see enough of our protagonists before Murder World to really care all that much about what happens to them when the terror unfolds. At times, the movie also seems to stagger along at a slightly repetitive, lagging pace, with the 102-minute run time feeling like it could’ve done with losing 15 minutes, plus the very plot itself is a little paint-by-numbers in how formulaic and predictable it is.

Don’t get us wrong, though, for 31 isn’t an awful film. A couple of the kills here will make even the most ardent of horror hounds get a little twitchy, and the closing moments are really well handled, but the biggest thing you’ll take away from 31 is the performance of Richard Brake. To many, Brake may simply be best known as Batman Begins’ Joe Chill, the man who kills Thomas and Martha Wayne. His performance here, though, is absolutely mesmerising and truly terrifying. From watching Brake here, you can’t help but instantly think he’d make a phenomenal Dracula or even The Joker if allowed the opportunity. His Doom-Head is cold, clinical, and takes great pride in being the very best in the business when it comes to doing what he does, and this character and performance is something that will stay with you long after you’re done with 31.

All in all, 31 ultimately falls a little short when it comes to matching up with some of Zombie’s other features, but there’s still plenty of deranged desperation and death here for horror fans to devour.

31 / CERT: 18 / DIRECTOR & SCREENPLAY: ROB ZOMBIE / STARRING: SHERI MOON ZOMBIE, JEFF DANIEL PHILLIPS, MEG FOSTER, KEVIN JACKSON, LAWRENCE HILTON-JACOBS, MALCOM MCDOWELL, RICHARD BRAKE / RELEASE DATE: SEPTEMBER 23RD (SELECTED CINEMAS, VOD)

Expected Rating: 7 out of 10

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THE GIRL WITH ALL THE GIFTS

Twenty or so minutes into The Girl with All the Gifts and Glenn Close is thrusting scissors into the skulls of a couple of ravenous, blood-crazed ‘hungries’ (aka zombies) who have had the temerity to break into her military research facility and take a chunk out of her lab assistant. That’s not something you see every day in the movies. Six-time Academy Award nominee Glenn Close, more recently on sizzling form as superbitch lawyer Patty Hewes in five seasons of TV’s Damages, taking on the living dead in post-apocalypse Britain. What’s the world coming to?

Or rather, where’s the world going? To Hell in a handcart, according to The Girl with All the Gifts, adapted by M.R. Carey from his acclaimed novel. It might seem like faint praise but this is the best British ‘zombie’ movie since 28 Days Later and, in its own way, it’s as visually arresting, disturbing and powerful as Danny Boyle’s 2002 game-changer. But in truth, TGWATG (as it shall be henceforth known) is darker, bleaker and considerably more apocalyptic than most entries into its genre. This ain’t no date night/feel good/holding hands movie, boys and girls. We’re ten years into a terrible fungus-like viral infection which has spread across the UK (and, we can only assume, the world) and humanity is sliding towards extinction. The infected have become flesh-eating savages, but a tiny military enclave in the English countryside is conducting hideous experiments on young children who carry the virus, exhibit cannibalistic tendencies and yet have sentience and intelligence. Dr. Caldwell (Close) is on the verge of synthesising a vaccine but when the facility is overrun she and a few survivors – Paddy Considine’s hard-nosed soldier Sgt. Parkes, kindly teacher Dr. Justineau (Gemma Arterton), a rather special young girl called Melanie (Sennia Nanua) amongst them – flee across hostile countryside and venture into a deserted London crumbling back into the arms of Nature in search of sanctuary and the means for Dr. Caldwell to complete her work.

Brittle and brutal and yet shot through with a knowing vein of black humour, TGWATG is a gripping and intelligent thriller in which the ‘hungries’ are the least of mankind’s problems, set against a terrifying and ingeniously crafted threat which is slowly spreading its tentacles across the face of a decaying planet. Despite its stellar adult cast, the film is really all about young newcomer Sennia Nanua, whose frankly stunning performance effortlessly captures both Melanie’s humanity and her inhumanity to the extent that we’re never sure whether we should fall in love with her fresh-faced innocence or fear the monster inside which is never far away from the surface. Gemma Arterton suffers for her art in an unflattering jumper and shapeless combat fatigues, her humanist teacher Dr. Justineau losing her dramatic imperative as the group find themselves sequestered in an overgrown London (beautifully subtle visual effects creating some hauntingly memorable images of a city long-lost to civilisation), and Paddy Considine is solidly four-square as the no-nonsense matter-of-fact soldier struggling against impossible odds to keep the group together.

TGWATG is peppered with the sort of fast-paced action sequences and moments of high drama and jeopardy we might expect from what we might lazily describe as a ‘zombie’ movie, but this is as much a cerebral, contemplative experience as it is a balls-to-the-wall end-of-the-world horror movie. This is, to roll out an all-too-familiar genre cliché, a film which asks us to think about what it means to be human and yet also what humanity really is. Director Colm McCarthy (his CV is virtually a ‘best of’ list of recent British TV drama) has crafted a mature, sophisticated, occasionally shocking but always captivating apocalyptic drama which, in the end, is both grimly, determinedly downbeat and yet oddly uplifting and optimistic. The Girl with All the Gifts tells us that life will always prevail – in one form or another. A majestic experience.

THE GIRL WITH ALL THE GIFTS / CERT: 15 / DIRECTOR: COLM MCCARTHY / SCREENPLAY: M.R. CAREY / STARRING: GEMMA ARTYERTON, PADDY CONSIDINE, GLENN CLOSE, SENNIA NANUA / RELEASE DATE: SEPTEMBER 23RD

Expected Rating: 7 out of 10

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SULLY

“Everything is unprecedented until it happens for the first time”

Clint Eastwood once again proves what a great director he is, weaving a tension-filled, non-linear story of how Chesley Burnett “Sully” Sullenberger had to make a split decision to water-land an Airbus A320 with both engines out, saving 155 people on board.

Sully (Tom Hanks) and First Officer Jeff Skiles (Aaron Eckhart) are grilled by the NTSB (National Transportation and Safety Board) as well as being plagued by disastrous, nightmare “what if?” situations had they acted any other way.

Hanks’ Sully struggles with his newfound hero fame, with reporters abound plaguing him and his wife (Laura Linney) during the hearings. Sully knows he did the right thing, yet the NTSB has to do their job scrutinizing his actions and investigating alternative scenarios. As he’s grounded with no income until the hearings are over with, financial problems arise with the loss of his homes in jeopardy and the loss of his pension looming on the horizon. Even Sully begins to have self-doubts with his actions.

Eastwood keeps a fast pace with the ninety-minute film and every moment is fascinating. His recreation of the water landing and the rescue of the survivors from the plane is dynamic. Every actor, especially Hanks and Eckhart are outstanding.

Sully is one of this year’s best films.

SULLY / CERT: 12A / DIRECTOR: CLINT EASTWOOD / SCREENPLAY: TOM KOMARNIKI / STARRING: TOM HANKS, AARON ECKHART, LAURA LINNEY, ANNA GUNN / RELEASE DATE: OUT NOW (US) DECEMBER 2ND (UK)

Expected Rating: 7 out of 10

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ALOYS

There are some films that resist standard classification. Tobias Nölle’s Aloys is part bleak fantasy-drama, part study in isolation, but trying to find the exact words to describe this film is akin to accurately trying to understand how you feel about it.

Nölle’s protagonist, Aloys Adorn (Georg Friedrich), is a private investigator plunged into a world of self-imposed loneliness by the death of his father, and it would seem his only friend. Aloys shuns any form of social interaction, preferring instead to watch the recordings of his various “subjects” at home alone. When he falls asleep drunk, his beloved camera and tapes are stolen, only for a mysterious female caller to claim she has them. The woman then begins to slowly introduce Aloys to a strange Japanese invention: the telephone walk. This obscure form of psychological rehabilitation encourages the mind to embark on imaginary walks, and the pair falls into a bizarre intimacy of their own fantastical invention.

Through a bland, perfectly measured colour palette and a score that pulses electronically, Nölle creates an atmosphere of distant voyeurism. Use of a Walkman and camcorder hint towards a retro period and the 1960s-style tower block has a presence more akin to a prison block than a home. The constant use of steamed-up windows further adds to the feeling of a barrier existing between the viewer and this world Nölle has created. Latterly, with the belated introduction of fantasy into the troubled relationship Aloys develops with the unpredictable Vera (Tilde von Overbeck), the film begins to change tonally, but not necessarily as you might think.

With the increased isolation brought on through his imaginary world, Aloys withdraws even further and you begin to feel a nagging sense of dread; a foreboding as to where his story is headed. The film’s opening scene, mystifying at the time, depicts an empty apartment with just a camera lying suggestively on the floor. And this is perhaps Nölle’s misstep.

Ambiguity, forcing the audience to think is wonderful when effective, but Aloys desperately needed a more defined conclusion, one that offered either hope or condemnation. There is no doubt this is filmmaking at its smartest, challenging an audience through unconventional and often uncomfortable themes, but in embarking upon the direction he did in the final act, Nölle had a duty to see it through. Instead, he holds back and, like his central character, seems ultimately uncertain.

Aloys is an intriguing, intelligent film and worth seeking out. Some may find the film weary and frustrating at times, but it is certainly one that challenges you to make your own mind up, and for that alone Nölle deserves great credit.

ALOYS / CERT: 15 / DIRECTOR & SCREENPLAY: TOBIAS NOLLE / STARRING: GEORG FRIEDRICH, TILDE VON OVERBECK, KAMIL KREJCI, YUFEI LI, KOI LEE / RELEASE DATE: SEPTEMBER 23RD

Expected Rating: 7 out of 10

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SPAGHETTIMAN

There’s something rather charming about incredibly rubbish superheroes. Perhaps it’s their makeshift nature or their general lack of style, but misfits always seem to have a place in the hearts of comic book fans. Maybe it’s that we can relate to everyday folk a bit more than we can to gods and super athletes, or maybe it’s because incompetence can be funny.

Spaghettiman is a rather silly and sort of sweet movie about an idiot called Clark (Ben Crutcher). Barely able to look after himself, the only Olympic medal Clark is ever going to win is in being a slob. Unable to hold down even the simplest of jobs, Clark relies on the kindness of his friends to survive and spends most of him time sleeping. That is until a freak accident with a bowl of spaghetti and a faulty microwave turns him into Spaghettiman; a man with the power to spontaneously manifest long strings of pasta and hurl balls of wet spaghetti at people. Of course, he has a costume, but one made out of the contents of a rubbish bin.

Rather than immediately taking to the streets to fight crime, Clark instead tries to work out how he can use his pasta-based powers to make money. Luckily for us, he doesn’t take the obvious and simpler paths, and instead tries to become a hero. Kind of. Clark is a jerk, much to the dismay of his housemate Dale (Winston Carter). This set-up allows for a bunch of rather well placed gags. The jokes are all one note, but that’s fine; it’s not a complicated sort of film.

As you might expect, the movie itself is a pretty low budget affair, and this adds quite a lot to the movie. The acting is just good enough for you to take the whole thing seriously. Which is neat, because this is a gloriously daft film. It isn’t sleek, or clever, or special. Much like the movie’s main protagonist, Spaghettiman is a little bit rubbish, but in all the right ways. A bigger budget wouldn’t work; it’s great the way it is. Which makes sense when you think about it; spaghetti goes well with cheese, after all.

This is a perfect beer and pretzels movie (or pasta and meatballs, if you prefer), and a great way to clear the pallet after watching the likes of Man of Steel or Suicide Squad. DC could learn a lot from the anarchic wackiness of Spaghettiman. Superheroes have been made fun again, thanks to Spaghettiman.

SPAGHETTIMAN / CERT: TBC / DIRECTOR: MARK POTTS / SCREENPLAY: WINSTON CARTER, BEN CRUTCHER, MARK POTTS, BRAND RACKLEY / STARRING: BEN CRUTCHER, WINSTON CARTER, BRAND RACKLEY, JOE LOCICERO, KEVIN M. BRENNAN / RELEASE DATE: VOD OUT NOW
 

CONNIE (short film)

We’re always on the lookout for new filmmakers here at STARBURST, and it’s regularly a joy to find some really talented home-grown people among the plethora of films that screen at festivals and online all year round.  Short films are always a great way for a filmmaker to hone their craft and learn the ropes, as it were.  It’s especially pleasing, then, to be able to report that with just her second short, Cat Davies is showing immense promise.

Dolly (Catrin Stewart, Doctor Who’s Silurian-loving Jenny) wants to be a comedienne, but at the open mic nights, she’s crippled with fear and is heckled from the stage. One day, while sitting alone, as usual, watching old movies and chomping on Pot Noodles, she sees an advert for a cute-looking hand puppet. With Connie wrapped around Dolly’s hand, she makes her way onto the stage once more. The jeers turn to cheers and laughter as Connie proceeds to roast the crowd with a series of foul-mouthed barbs. Dolly is a hit, rising up the billing on the show, and even gaining the attention of an equally shy Ollie and his puppet Hank.  As the double act become more successful, Dolly’s confidence increases and Connie decides to take matters into her own felt hands to stop her becoming redundant.

What’s great about Cat Davies’ short is that it takes a familiar premise; after all, we’ve all seen ventriloquist movies and expect a certain amount of creepiness from them and we are even treated to a few clips from the 1929 film The Great Gabbo by way of illustration. What Connie does is take the expectation of something sinister and give it a cuter, more Muppet-style face. We know what’s going to happen, but thanks to the engaging portrayal of Dolly by Stewart, it’s still a joy getting there. Telling a satisfying story in only twenty minutes can be a task, but writer/director Davies has managed to do just that. Avoiding some clichéd psycho doll moments – and without resorting to cheap horror gags – Dolly’s story is all the more relatable. Naturally, we don’t all come into possession of a sweary hand puppet that wants to control our lives, but there will be a large portion of the audience who will sympathise with Dolly’s situation, particularly how crippling anxiety can get in the way of ambition. Drive isn’t always enough; sometimes we need a ‘front’, which Connie manages to be for Dolly. But like all emotional crutches, it’s often hard to let them go.

It’s hard to stand out in a crowded market – and the short film scene certainly is that – but should you get a chance, make sure you catch Connie, as it’s a pleasant surprise and showcases a talent worth keeping an eye on.

CONNIE / CERT: TBC / DIRECTOR & SCREENPLAY: CAT DAVIES / STARRING: CATRIN STEWART, CAT DAVIES, KIM NEWMAN / RELEASE DATE: TBC