ZOMBIELAND SAGA

REVIEWED: SEASON 1 (ALL 12 EPISODES) / DIRECTOR: MUNEHISA SAKAI / SCREENPLAY: SHIGERU MURAKOSHI / STARRING: KAEDE HONDO, ASAMI TANO, RISE TANEDA, MAKI KAWASE, RIKA KINUGAWA, MINAMI TANAKA, MAMORU MIYANO / WHERE TO WATCH: CRUNCHYROLL / RELEASE DATE: OUT NOW (VOD), JANUARY 7TH 2020 (BLU-RAY – REVIEWED)

A high school girl who dreams of Idol superstardom is fatally struck by a truck on her way to school – years later she awakes as a zombie and must work with a host of other zombie girls to create the Idol group that will save the prefecture of Saga in the hilarious and touching original anime, Zombieland Saga.

There comes a time when, in the sea of manga-adapted anime, an entirely original project is brought to life and must battle with an IP that already has legions of fans – this means it must work twice as hard at standing out in the crowd (although since it’s debut, it has since spawned its own manga). Zombieland Saga, a series that debuted in the Autumn season of 2018, is an Idol anime unlike any other.

Sakura Minamoto, our core protagonist at the heart of the story, is the aforementioned high spirited girl whose world is changed forever after succumbing to harsh reality of death – joining her as a zombie is biker girl Saki, former Idols Ai and Junko, courtesan Yugiri, adorable child prodigy star Lily and the mysterious always-a-zombie Tae Yamada. These talented girls from across time are all brought back to life by Kotaro Tatsumi with the plan to create an unstoppable idol group that will put the Saga Prefecture back on the entertainment map. Each of these wonderfully colourful and interesting characters makes up the central idol group; Franchouchou. Throughout the first season of this highly entertaining show, each of our main characters gets a suitable amount of time to shine and develop – from episodes that centre entirely on their backstory which explains their personality to episodes that evolve their relationships with each other.

With this being an idol anime, you bet that the music is easily one of the best aspects of the series. Every song beautifully accompanies the theme of the episodes or the ark that the story is taking – with a prime example being Episode 8 which delves into the history of the loveable Lily and the heartbreaking way that she died – the power of music is ever-present and will have you laughing, crying and dancing along.

As with other anime of this ilk, it’s a pretty incredible feat that so much character development and story can fit into such a short series of twelve 23-minute episodes – a testament to the unbeatable creativity and skill of writer Shigeru Murakoshi. After watching the entire season, which ends with a perfectly pitched cliff hanger for the impending Season 2, you feel as if you have known these characters for much longer than you actually have.

The only negative to do with this amazing show is that, during a handful of the live song performances by Franchouchou, the animation transitions from 2D to 3D (think of Hatsune Miku) which, considering how the rest of it is presented, is a tad off-putting and, in places, a little janky – apart from that niggling issue, the rest of the animation is simply wonderful.

At its core, Zombieland Saga is an idol anime that is incredibly creative and original – an anime that bucks the usual trend of this sub-genre of the medium and pokes fun at it whilst also putting on a unique spin. With wonderfully interesting and fleshed out characters to simply stunning music (including perhaps the greatest opening theme of all time), this is one series you do not want to miss – whether you are a fan of just zombies or just idols, it has something for everyone.

Special Features:

The Special Features on the Blu-Ray release of Zombieland Saga are:

  • Disc 1 – Episode 2 Commentary (from English Voice Cast)
  • Disc 2 – Textless Opening Theme & Textless Closing Theme

Also available on the disc is the choice to have the audio in Japanese (original with English subtitles) or English

WOMEN OF MAFIA

CERT: 18 | DIRECTOR: PATRYK VEGA | SCREENPLAY: PATRYK VEGA | STARRING: OLGA BOLADZ, KASIA WARNKE, SEBASTIAN FABIJANSKI, AGNIESZKA DYGANT | RELEASE DATE: OUT NOW

A former police officer who thinks out of the box is hired to go undercover in the Mafia to catch the most wanted criminals in Patryk Vega’s blood-soaked and hard-hitting crime thriller, Women of Mafia.

After his previous film Botoxx, Vega is back with his no-nonsense and blunt filmmaking style in his latest film that, one can presume, to a degree accurately depicts some of the heinous things that mobsters get up to including hardcore drug use, murder and graphic sex. In this story, his female characters – which include a host of returning actresses that he’s worked with before – take centre stage and feel a lot more empowered rather than being an afterthought.

At the forefront is Izabella (Olga Boladz), a former police officer who is let go after an operation to get over twenty wanted criminals in the same place at the same time goes awry. Shortly after she is hired by the ISA to go undercover in the mafia and must leave her husband and son behind – a great segment of character development which was lacking in Vega’s previous work. Quite possibly the most interesting character story ark is Dalia (Agnieszka Dygant) – a nanny for one of the mobsters who is presented with the chance to change her life forever. Along with these two main plotlines, there are also a few other narratives that overlap – but that is the biggest flaw with this film: as with Vega’s other work, the story always feels very top-heavy.

There are a plethora of potentially interesting and solo narratives that, although they cross over with each other quite nicely, it gives the audience a bloated feeling and ultimately makes proceedings confusing and convoluted. For example, Dalia’s storyline and her rise to power across the runtime could perfectly accommodate any 90-minute mob thriller bu itself, but put up against the undercover narrative of Izabella is a tad too much to focus upon – which leads to another major gripe: the runtime. The story beats and set pieces would have packed much more of a punch if approximately 30 minutes were shaved off of the 150 runtime – a lot of it is dowsed in uninteresting padding.

However, the direction of Women of Mafia must be commended – Vega’s eye for brutal detail is clear for all to see when the action kicks off. As far as performances go, it’s wonderful to see Bloadz and Dygant, who also starred in Botoxx, be at the forefront of the move and going toe-to-toe with their male counterparts. They steal each scene that they are in which, in this genre, is incredibly refreshing.

Women of Mafia is a ferocious gang thriller with terrific female leads but unfortunately suffers from a convoluted web of storylines and over-bearing runtime that brings the overall film down a few levels but sets up nicely for its sequel that should tie the loose knots together if approached in the right way.

CLEANIN’ UP THE TOWN: REMEMBERING GHOSTBUSTERS

CLEANIN’ UP THE TOWN: REMEMBERING GHOSTBUSTERS / CERT: UNRATED / DIRECTOR: ANTHONY BUENO / STARRING: WILLIAM ATHERTON, DAN AYKROYD, RICHARD BEGGS / RELEASE DATE: SELECTED CINEMAS FROM JANUARY 5TH

From a successful Kickstarter campaign, Bueno Productions (Anthony and Claire Bueno) have put their dream into action with a release that looks extensively behind the scenes of one of the biggest fantasy movies of all time. Upon its inception in 1984, Ghostbusters was competing against giant Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom and, really, no-one foresaw the global sensation that it went on to be. In its opening segment, Remembering Ghostbusters picks up on this point whilst talking about how the paranormal family concept, which was brainstormed by Dan Aykroyd and then pushed forward by Ivan Reitman & Harold Ramis, came to fruition.

As soon as it talks about the actual plot structure of the film itself, the documentary provides an easy to follow, and exciting format. It goes through memorable storyline moments in order; for example, straight away you see interviews with actors Jennifer Runyon and Steven Tash, who were in one of the very first scenes. The list of special guests is humongous and its relevantly used to support the part of the film that’s under the spotlight. They even feature the legendary librarian Alice Drummond, who was involved in one of the most spookiest but fun scares ever. We are bombarded with layered trivia; one pivotal mention tells how John Belushi would have a long-lasting impact on the spirit of the film and that, before his passing, he was set to play Dr. Peter Venkman.

Other than the quotable lines and improv chemistry between the four Ghostbusters, we take an elevated look at its use of practical effects and monumental set pieces. Steve Johnson, Michael C. Gross, Terri Hardin Jackson, Joe Medjuck and many more reflect on their roles, and you can’t help but smile at their nostalgic glee. From the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man (who Ivan Reitman himself was slightly unsure of) through to the puppeteering work on Slimer, it’s all here. Between the “streams” they link components together with exclusive cartoons, rare behind the scenes photos, animations and storyboards. 

If we’re nitpicking then yeah, it would have been great to see Bill Murray and Rick Moranis share their memories but, like everyone interviewed here, it can’t have been easy to get hold of them. Also, there are some small pacing and abrupt editing issues. However, for a Kickstarter project, this is a fanatic outcome that has to be cherished and, if you have to pick just one documentary to get an exceptional look at every aspect of this classic, then this is your best bet.

BIGFOOT GIRL

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BIGFOOT GIRL / CERT: E / DIRECTOR: JASON MILLS / STARRING: KIANA PASSMORE, TOM SEWID, JAMES TYSON / RELEASE DATE: OUT NOW (US)

You may be mistaken in thinking from the title that this is some low budget schlock-horror monster movie. Fortunately, what we have is an engaging and intriguing documentary that follows a group going on the trial of the legendary Sasquatch on a remote location in Vancouver.

The titular female is Passmore, who saw something that can only be described as bigfoot as a child and has since become obsessed with finding out more and attempting to prove the existence of the ‘missing link’ in evolution. Joining her on the trip is Tyson, a parapsychologist who admits to be sceptical about a lot of things but is likewise interested in seeing what he can find.

The team meet up with Sewid, a Native Canadian Indian, who has a secret hideaway in the middle of the wilds of Vancouver Island. He comes across as an affable and knowledgeable gent and certainly tells a captivating tale and it’s hard not be swept along with his memories. He also displays a huge amount of respect for the creatures he’s encountered, even going as far as saying that he doesn’t want ‘man’s dirty diseases’ to get to the species and kill them off.

Peppered with talking head interviews with people who have claimed to have seen the big fella, this is a well-made and easy watch. None of the participants are made to look or appear to be crackpots, and the testimony is fascinating and quite often convincing.

Some dramatised footage illustrates some of the stories but the recollections would be equally effective thanks to the ominous music and the compelling nature of the content. It’s a shame that the crew spend so little time on the island as a longer period may have reaped bigger rewards.

Recommended for anyone with an interest in cryptozoology and the unexplained.

I LOST MY BODY

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I LOST MY BODY / CERT: 12A / DIRECTOR:  JÉRÉMY CLAPIN / SCREENPLAY: JÉRÉMY CLAPIN, GUILLAUME LAURANT / STARRING: DEV PATEL, ALIA SHAWKAT, GEORGE WENDT / RELEASE DATE: OUT NOW

 

Do you believe in fate?” From the pages of novel Happy Hand, and after spending way too long in production limbo, director Jérémy Clapin is here to thankfully bring the work of respected author Guillaume Laurant to life with his already award-winning animation, I Lost My Body. As an escaped and accident-prone severed hand dances its way through the stream-like rhythm of daily structure, we engage in a parallel story that also focuses on Naoufel (Patel), a tired pizza delivery driver that is thirsty for a more significant existence. His mundane routine spins on its head when he is unintentionally late for his fast-food drop off to sharp-minded Gabrielle (Shawkat), and after their initial, sound-only conversation, he obsessively charms his way into her being.

Pegging a story that visits landmark scars in Naofel’s life, we often get veered into horrific, black and white situations, but these are required viewing when it comes to building and understanding his character make-up. The way he tries to win over the affection of Gabrielle is another one of the main narrative engines, and as he nervously prances around her every sentence, to try and decipher her coding, the chemistry between them becomes an intriguing watch. This constant quench for approval decorates the plot.

The depth that has gone into every single frame of I Lost My Body showcases an eclectic vision that should not only be noted but celebrated because the heightened skill captured on screen here will surely influence upcoming animators for an eternity to come. Based on erratic and wild movements, the reactions of the hand to every situation that it encounters is just a delight to watch. We get a colourful and survivalist movement as the animators behind I Lost My Body pit this damaged hand against escalators, trains, dogs and much more. It’s a performance that goes on to become a defining piece of this puzzle.

For a reasonably short film, it still holds an uncluttered script that gives its characters space to breathe, and while dreamy scenes add to the outcome, the ingredients mesh well with the calm and thoughtful mannerisms of the protagonist, Naofel. Giving an immersive feel to your surroundings we get a stomping soundtrack that tends to dip into Interstellar (the film) territory and all in all it’s another factor that helps the seriousness of this Netflix gem shine through.

Thematically, I Lost My Body is an output that challenges its audience to do something different, even if it’s just a little bit, it wants you to break out of that usual repeated format, and shape your own fate. Revolving around a meaningful message, and a rewarding pace, this engaging animated feature boldly pushes the boundaries of creative ability.

TILT

TILT / CERT: 15 / DIRECTOR: KASRA FARAHANI / SCREENPLAY: KASRA FARAHANI, JASON O’LEARY / STARRING: CHRISTIAN CALLOWAY, ELIJAH COLLINS, JOSEPH CROSS / RELEASE DATE: TBC

An unemployed documentary maker slowly goes off the rails during his wife’s pregnancy and Donald Trump’s presidency. Certainly, these are stressful times, but there’s no excuse for Joe’s increasingly dominant murder fantasies. What follows is some indie version of Falling Down for the Trump generation; Joker meets American Horror Story: Cult.

This bleak drama by director Kasra Farahani is a deep and leisurely character study of white American masculinity gone wrong; misplaced rage and resentment, and the fear of letting down one’s family. A family that one isn’t even sure if one wants. Joseph Cross shoulders leading man duties well, and his portrait of a man falling apart is a plausible one. But this kind of story has been told many times before, and plastering Donald Trump’s ugly mug everywhere doesn’t make it any more original or warranted. It just makes Tilt yet another thing with Donald Trump’s stupid face and voice all over it.

Well-made as the film undeniably is, it’s predictable and by the numbers, lacking in visual and storytelling invention. While there are still stories to be told about angry white men having murder breakdowns (this year’s Piercing, for example – or, yes, Joker), it’s not enough to just slap Donald J. Trump all over it. For all its rage and fury, Tilt doesn’t have quite as much to say as it thinks it does. As murder breakdown movies go, this one is depressingly banal, ugly and particularly uninspired. But then, that hasn’t really stopped the presidency of you-know-who thus far, either. Far from Falling Down, this is the generic rip-off that the Trump generation deserved all along.

I SEE YOU

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I SEE YOU / CERT: TBC / DIRECTOR: ADAM RANDALL / SCREENPLAY: DEVON GRAYE / STARRING: HELEN HUNT, JON TENNEY, LIBE BARER, OWEN TEAGUE / RELEASE: DECEMBER 6TH (US), TBC (UK)

New thriller I See You is an ill-balanced mixture of three familiar tropes from the contemporary cinematic crime playbook: the deadly consequences of the collapse of trust inside a family unit; the hunt for a serial assailant who begins a new spree of attacks; and the terror of home invasion. Only the last of these themes is handled with any degree of accomplishment.

The Harper family is in meltdown, following the discovery that professional counsellor Jackie (Hunt) has been having an affair with an old school friend. Her husband Greg (Tenney), a detective with local law enforcement, is unable to forgive her; and their truculent teenage son Connor (Judah Lewis) seethes with resentment at his mother’s betrayal. Meanwhile, a spate of new child abductions leaves Greg’s partner Spitzky (Gregory Alan Williams) in the throes of self-doubt. He’s now unsure if he helped to convict the wrong suspect during an identical earlier case in the same area.

The problem is that the film makes almost no effort to establish the characters of the family, or to ground the backstory of the serial abductor. Family members shout at each other, and storm out of arguments, but not in a way that would encourage the audience to believe that these relationships are real, or to have any empathy with the state of dysfunction this trio are now stuck in. Hunt is a talented and versatile actor, but there’s precious little for her to do here, other than to look pained at the reactions of the angry and frustrated men in her life. The audience learns that Jackie is a counsellor only because Greg reminds her that she is. But the lives of all three are left just as sketchy. In a similar reversal of the ‘show, don’t tell’ cinematic mantra, all the viewer discovers about the earlier crime wave and conviction comes through a garbled verbal info dump from Spitzky (though that’s no fault of Williams).

It’s difficult to care about either the fate of the family, or the question mark over the guilt of an unseen individual sent to jail on the basis of undisclosed evidence. What salvages the movie’s plot is the film’s third element and, in particular, the way that it is seeded into the timeline of events. Without giving away too much, the arrival of unexpected visitors at one residence leads to a series of disturbing developments. The film’s most effective conceit is to reveal only gradually how the actions of these hidden squatters fit into the film’s wider narrative. Events are replayed from a different character’s point of view, their presence as an unseen voyeur only brought to light in these re-runs. This paves the way for some deftly delivered shocks, twists, and unexpected revelations.

As alienated and mischievous teens Mindy and Alec, both of whom are joyfully up to no good, Libe Barer and Owen Teague make good play of what are easily the best drawn and most charismatic characters in the film. Their complex and strained personal dynamic is certainly more interesting than the domestic travails of the Harpers. The realisation of these intruders’ actions, and the back-and-forth timeline, provides the film’s most creepy and unsettling moments. The final showdown replays many crime film drama favourites, whilst straining at the limits of credibility more forcefully than the script has earned the right to. The wrap-up is, though, nowhere near as disconcerting as the psychological mind games and near-misses of the home invasion that have preceded it.

THE APPEARANCE

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THE APPEARANCE / CERT: TBC / DIRECTOR & SCREENPLAY: KURT KNIGHT / STARRING: JAKE STORMOEN, KRISTIAN NAIRN, ADAM JOHNSON / RELEASE DATE: TBC

There have been some comparisons, but Kurt Knight’s The Appearance plays out like a supernatural interpretation of The Name of the Rose (1996). The latter is a strikingly bleak murder mystery set within the walls of an isolated abbey during paranoid times, a dark comment on religious fervour with suitably wrought performances from Sean Connery, Ron Perlman, and F. Murray Abraham among others; the former, well, it’s set within an abbey.

You see, there are good things at the heart of The Appearance – although the title does it no favours at all – but these are overwhelmed by the inherent boredom Knight instils into his film, as if surviving to the final scenes is a religious test for both the cast and the audience.

Summoned to the fateful abbey, Mateho the Inquisitor (Stormoen) immediately decides that the woman imprisoned by the monks is no more a witch than the Abbot himself, could not possibly be responsible for all this fuss and sets about proving that something more ‘Earthly’ is to be blame for the mounting deaths. Except that Mateho himself is suffering visions brought on by a suppressed memory and – and this is no spoiler – given that he grew up behind the grim walls in which he once again finds himself, should perhaps be a little more on the ball than he appears to be. That nobody recognises or remembers him from his time there is also strange, but not nearly as much as the truth once all is revealed.

Good things are present. There are several convincing performances, although loveable giant Johnny seems entirely unnecessary, something Kristian Nairn who plays him seems to be in agreement with. The initially oppressive atmosphere is mildly unsettling, and the always intriguing subject matter is lost amidst aimless wanderings down dark corridors and a narrative repetition that leaves you as resigned to your tedious fate as the monks themselves. And the final act is an experiment in throwing as much plot at the screen as possible when following one clear explanation would have served much better.

No, there was a decent film here, a steady idea that could and should have worked but the end result is a clichéd example of why less-is-more, when stretching your basic story out through laboriously dull scenes – both in lighting and nature – add little of the tension being strived for and simply turn the audience off.

LYST

CERT: 18 / DIRECTOR: SEVERIN ESKELAND / SCREENPLAY: SEVERIN ESKELAND / STARRING: MAGDALENA FROM DELIS, SONDRE KROGTOFT LARSEN, DAMIAN GALLAGHER / RELEASE DATE: TBC

After a famous crime writer is sexually assaulted, her life is dramatically altered and, during recovery, she begins to suspect that those around her who are offering support may have sinister intentions in the bloodsoaked Norweigian thriller, Lyst.

Revenge films can be a mixed bag as filmmakers must find a harmonious balance between giving the protagonist a deep character profile and also respecting real-world victims. In the case of Lyst, that balance is accomplished to great effect. However, after a strong start, the film, unfortunately, falls into disarray with the pacing faltering creating a jumbled narrative and a handful of scenes and story beats being recycled repeatedly which leaves the audience confused. Topped off with an incredibly over-ambiguous ending which abandons a solid relationship between film and viewer that has developed for the sake of shock value – you will be left with more questions than answers which just makes you feel angry rather than clever.

On the other end of the spectrum, there is a handful of things that Lyst does right. For a start, newcomer Magdalena From Delis is fantastic in the lead role. Her realistic performance enhances the subject material and truly brings the audience on board and involved from the outset. The scenes in which she is breaking down are hard-hitting, uncomfortable and emotional. Also done right is the gore. When shit hits the fan, Director Severin Eskeland clearly had a great time with the tools at his disposal. It’s bloody, messy and shocking – a perfect combination for a revenge film that encapsulates how much your life can change when something like this happens.

Lyst truly feels like a film of two halves – a superb start that invests the audience held great promise before it becomes clear that the filmmakers were over-ambitious when it came to deciding on how to end the story. That being said, the ideas were certainly inventive, the gore was solid and the film has given birth to a great new Scandinavian talent in From Delis.

THE KNIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS

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THE KNIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS / CERT: 12 / DIRECTOR: MONIKA MITCHELL / SCREENPLAY: CARA J RUSSELL / STARRING: VANESSA HUDGENS, JOSH WHITEHOUSE, EMMANUELLE CHRIQUI, HARRY JARVIS, ELLA KENION / OUT NOW (NETFLIX)

Ho! Ho! Ho! Tis (nearly) the festive season! Mistletoe and wine! Good will to all men (and women)! Time for Netflix to add to our seasonal cheer with one of their lovely, heart-warming family Christmas movies where 80% of the budget is spent on Christmas decorations and about 30 cents on the script and actors. Although we might be perhaps over-estimating the latter in relation to The Knight Before Christmas. Here it is, then, our first Christmas turkey of the year, a film that stinks like the remains of the festive bird still rotting away in the bin on New Year’s Day.

Vanessa Hudgens sleepwalks her way through the role of Brooke, a disillusioned young teacher in Ohio who has given up on ‘true love’ – her boyfriend has been cheating on her. In one early scene she’s wondering why the work of one of her teeny school charges has gone downhill; the tot explains that she has split up from her boyfriend and she’s upset because he thought he was her prince. “But he turned out to be a frog!” exclaims Brooke. This is the level of sophistication of dialogue we’re dealing with here. Meanwhile, in Norfolk in the 14th century a young knight named Sir Cole (Whitehouse) is bewitched by an old crone and sent forward in Time to the 21st century to fulfil some random quest which has something to do with his heart. He almost immediately bumps into the depressed Brooke who almost runs him over in her car (the script is full of stuff about flying chariots, roaring metal dragons… you get the idea) so she obviously takes him home to help him shake off his delusion that he’s a 14th century knight. You’ll never guess what happens in the next agonisingly-tortuous ninety-odd minutes. Go on, guess, damn you!

The Knight Before Christmas resolutely isn’t aimed at grizzled, cyncial old STARBURST writers; it might well appeal to starstruck young girls and doe-eyed teens even if it does reinforce the tired stereotypes of young women who want nothing more than to meet the handsome, dashing prince who will sweep them off their feet. But this is a cheap, gaudy film that has nothing to say and does nothing new with its ‘man out of time’ idea (done better in films such as 2001’s Hugh Jackman vehicle Kate and Leopold). The script really isn’t much interested in exploring Sir Cole’s temporal displacement (he’s driving a car by the halfway mark) – he adapts to life in the 21st century with remarkable ease; it’s just a sappy love story with no drama or tension, no stakes, and absolutely no surprises. We know where this is heading from the very first frame and it takes us there by the most direct and obvious route with not one single hint of a twist or and evidence of any wit or imagination in a script that gives a whole new meaning to the word ’witless’.  Of interest only to the most easily-pleased and undemanding, The Knight Before Christmas is more of a Knight-mare, a Christmas gift best left unopened or returned for a refund. Ghastly stuff guaranteed to make you heave.