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Lost Boys: The Tribe (2008)




Lost Boys: The Tribe reviewReviewed by Johnny Butane

Starring Tad Hilgenbrink, Angus Sutherland, Autumn Resser, Corey Feldman

Directed by P.J. Pesce

I have to admit; over the last few months, doing nearly daily updates on this film (all right, not that many, but way more than most direct-to-DVD flicks), I was actually starting to look forward to Lost Boys: The Tribe. I mean, really, the original Lost Boys is considered a classic today by some, but it’s still inherently goofy, so perhaps a somewhat goofy sequel wouldn’t be so bad.

Oh how wrong I was.

First of all, part of the reason the first movie worked so well is that it was fresh for its time. It took all that romanticism that’s surrounded vampires for years, meshed it with some bad boy biker gang, and told it all from the perspective of a kid who was, essentially, the film’s target demographic. To sequelize that now and try to use the same tricks is just not going to work; you’ve got to use what you can that worked in the first movie and try to actually expand the mythology. Apparently that was not what the studio had in mind.

But I jump ahead, let me tell you what Lost Boys: The Tribe is actually about, shall I?

A brother and sister who’ve recently lost their parents pull into a small seaside town in California to start a new life. Their aunt just so happens to be a real estate agent, and hooks them up with an absolute dump in the middle of nowhere. Good strong family. Anyway, we soon find out that the brother, Chris (Hilgenbrink) is a former professional surfer who had some tragic accident that made him quit. His sister Nicole (Resser) isn’t really anyone, but she’s easy on the eyes and apparently a very easy target for slouching vampires.

Lost Boys: The Tribe reviewLong story short, they eventually find themselves at a part hosted by Shane (Sutherland), who in case you’re paying no attention whatsoever you know is a vampire from the moment he struts on screen. Sis drinks some “wine”, which of course is Shane’s blood, and after feeling pretty good for a while soon realizes she’s dying.

Brother finds her, doesn’t know what’s going on, but sees her acting stranger and stranger. He eventually calls on the help of Edgar Frog (Feldman), the only remaining Frog Brother (it’s never said what happened to the other one) and you can figure out where it goes from there.

First of all, the acting. Feldman is absolutely terrible in this role, but I seriously doubt it was his fault. Remember how the young Feldman spoke purposefully with a deeper voice to sound more mature in Shumacher’s original, and it was funny because he was just a kid? Well, he’s still doing it as an adult, but now he just sounds ridiculous. It doesn’t help that most of his lines are word-for-word what he said in the first film, either. Seriously, whole chunks of dialogue are lifted from The Lost Boys. Lazy? You bet. They had every chance to expand this character and make him more interesting having, we assume, lived a life hunting vampires. Instead they choose to make him a taller version of his 1987 incarnation.

Then there’s Angus Sutherland, half-brother of Kiefer. Yes, he’s got those Sutherland looks, but unfortunately someone during rehearsals told him he needed to talk and act almost exactly like street magician David Blaine. We were watching it and once that was pointed out, I couldn’t un-see it. Not to mention he’s just a strange looking guy, the long hair actually making him seem younger than he’s supposed to be. There is literally nothing menacing about him at all.

Lost Boys: The Tribe reviewAbout the only thing The Tribe has going for it is the gore, which is the one aspect drastically changed from the first film. The first had some moments but was really more about the menace of the bloodsuckers. In this one the titular tribe, all surfers of course, enjoy impaling each other with things and stabbing themselves at parties because they know they can heal. It’s actually about the only thing that approaches believability, because in an era that grew up on ”Jackass”, that’s exactly what vampires would be doing nowadays.

Don’t bother with The Tribe, even out of morbid curiosity. It’s not necessarily that it’s a bad movie, it’s shot well and the story moves along nicely, there’s just nothing interesting about it. No one tried to expand this mythology of California vampires, but instead just tried to make the same movie from 1987 with today’s technology and attitude, and it just doesn’t work.

And in case you’re wondering; yes, there is a “sax man” scene, but it’s pretty revolting and yes, Corey Haim is in it, but only in a small cameo. Sorry!


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American Psycho Meets Creep – Strawberry Flavored Plastic Review



Starring Aidan Bristow, Nicholas Urda, Andres Montejo

Directed by Colin Bemis

Recently I wrote up an article here on Dread Central which was basically an open letter to anyone who was listening called “I Miss Found Footage.” Well, it seems like someone WAS listening, as I was then sent the link to an all-new found footage film called Strawberry Flavored Plastic from first-time writer-director Colin Bemis.

The film follows the “still-at-large crimes of Noel, a repentant, classy and charming serial killer loose in the suburbs of New York.” Basically, you could think of the flick as American Psycho meets Mark Duplass and Partick Brice’s Creep. That, or you could think of it as “Man Bites Dog in color!” However you choose to label Colin Bemis’ psychological thriller, just make sure you check out the film once it hits in the future.

As I alluded to above, the film is basically a found footage version of American Psycho. But that said, the film sports a twist on the charming serial killer subgenre that I have yet to see play out in any of the above-mentioned classics. I’m not going to go into spoiler territory here, but I will say that the film introduces an element to the tale that spins it into much more of a character drama than a straight horror film. Not that there is anything wrong with that!

Truth be told, the film’s turn from serial killer flick into a layered character study might have been its kiss of death, but this slight genre switch is rendered a minor issue as the film’s central narcissistic antagonist is played by Aidan Bristow. Bristow is an actor you may not have heard of before this review, but you will hear his name more and more over the years to come, I promise. The guy gives (no pun intended) a killer performance as the film’s resident serial killer Noel Rose, and time after time surprised me with how chilling, charming, or downright vulnerable he chose to play any given scene.

Bristow’s performance is, in the end, the major element the film has going for it. But that said, as a fan of found footage, I was smiling ear to ear at first-time director Colin Bemis’ understanding of what makes a found footage suspense sequence work.

In Strawberry Flavored Plastic director Colin Bemis is confident and content to allow full emotional scenes to play out with the camera directed at nothing more than a character’s knees. Why is this so important? Because it keeps the reality of the film going. Too many found footage directors would focus on the actors’ faces during such emotional scenes – no matter how contrived the camera angle was. In this film, however, Bemis favors the reality that says, “If you were really in this emotional state and holding a camera, you would let it drop to your side.” I agree, and it is small touches like that which make the film feel authentic and thus – once the shite hits the fan – all the scarier.

On the dull side of the kitchen knife, the film does feel a bit long even given it’s short running time, and there doesn’t seem too much in the way of visceral horror to be found within. Again, graphic blood and gore aren’t a must in a fright flick, but a tad more of the old ultra-violence would have gone a long way in selling our main psychopath’s insanity and unpredictability. But all the same, the film does feature a rather shocking sequence where our main baddie performs a brutal home invasion/murder that puts this film firmly in the realm of horror. In fact, the particular POV home invasion scene I’m talking about holds about as much horror as you’ll ever wish to witness.

In the end, Colin Bemis’ Strawberry Flavored Plastic is a must-see for fans of found footage and serial killer studies such as American Pyscho, Creep, and Man Bites Dog. I recommend giving it a watch once it premieres. If only to be able to point to Aidan Bristow in the near future and tell all your friends that you watched (one of) his first movies.

Until then, check out the film’s trailer HERE, and follow the movie on Facebook.

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Lead actor Aidan Bristow turns in a star-making performance in Colin Bemis’ Strawberry Flavored Plastic, a found footage film that plays out like Man Bites Dog in Color before introducing a new element to the charming-serial-killer subgenre and becoming more character study than a straight horror. Think American Psycho meets Creep.

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Who Goes There Podcast: Ep 148 – Inside (2017 Remake)



We’ve all heard the old saying, “in this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes.” Well, I’m here to tell you that’s only partially true. It seems there is a third certainty that had been omitted from the original quote, “It is certain, if you enjoy a movie, at some point someone will remake that movie.” Now is the time when one of my favorite movies gets reimagined, “for an American audience”.

In the late 2000’s an explosion of “French extreme” horror films was released. Martyrs and or High Tension can often be found on any number of lists of the “most fucked up horror movies ever”. Unfortunately, the vastly superior Inside is often forgotten (as well as Frontier(s), but that’s a whole ‘nother rant). Now, ten years after it’s initial release, Inside has been Americanized. Don’t worry, we watched it so you don’t have to. You’re welcome.

Mommy says you’re not dead. Is that true? It’s the Who Goes There Podcast episode 148!

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Totem Review – It’s Not Always A Bad Thing To Look Up From The Bottom Level, If You Like That View



Starring Kerris Dorsey, James Tupper, Ahna O’Reilly

Directed by Marcel Sarmiento

Following the untimely death of a family’s matriarchal figure, a young woman finds out that managing to hold all of the pieces in place becomes increasingly more difficult when otherworldly infiltrators make their presence felt. We’re going to have to work our way up this Totem, as

17 year old Kellie is the leading lady of the home following the passing of her mother Lexy, and with a needy father and tiny tot of a baby sister, she still keeps things in working order, regardless of the rather large hole that’s been left in the dynamic due to the death. Kellie’s dad after a while decides to ask his lady-friend to move in with the family, so that everyone can move onto a more peaceful existence…yeah, because those types of instances always seem to work seamlessly. As fate would have it, Kellie’s sense of pride is now taking a beating with the new woman in the mix, and her little sister’s new “visitor” is even more disturbed by this intruder – only question is, exactly who is this supernatural pal of sorts? Is it the spirit of their dead mother standing by to keep watch over the family, or is it something that’s found its way to this group, and has much more evil intentions at hand?

What works here is the context of something innately malicious that has found its way into the home – there are only a couple moments that come off as unsettling, but the notion of having to weave through more than half the film acting as a sullen-teen drama is rather painful. The presentation of the “broken family” is one that’s been done to death, and with better results overall, and that’s not to say that the movie is a complete loss, it just takes far too much weeding through at times stale performances and even more stagnant pacing to get to a moderately decent late-stage conclusion to the film. Under the direction of Marcel Sarmiento (Deadgirl), I’d truly hoped for something a bit more along the lines of a disturbing project such as that one, but the only thing disturbing was the time I’d invested in checking this one out. My best advice is to tune into the Lifetime channel if you want a sulky teen-melodrama with a tinge of horror, or you could simply jump into this one and work your way up…but it’s a LONG way to the top.

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Sulky, moody, and ridden with teen-angst buried in the middle of a supernatural mystery – SOUNDS like a decent premise, doesn’t it?

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