August 29, 2008
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Never forget to tip the driver.In my newfound quest to rediscover my love of horror, I've found that picturesque New Zealand has much to offer in the way of inventive terror. Sione's Wedding director Chris Graham has decided to toss his creative hat in the proverbial blood-soaked ring with his off-beat 2007 hybrid The Ferryman, a film that is actually much sharper than its shoddy Region 1 artwork initially suggests. The premise isn't anything overly original -- two hip young couples set out for fun and excitement aboard a chartered yacht -- forcing Graham and his able-bodied cast to compensate for the familiarity of the setup. In other words, downplay the ho-hum plot and shift the focus to the characters and the atmosphere. However, roughly 50 minutes into the picture, the film suddenly develops a decidedly warped sense of humor; one truly bizarre masturbatory scenario virtually redefines the definition of voyeurism. And while some may claim that the movie never really figures out what, exactly, it wants to be, the combination of tones and subgenres are what make this maniacal contraption tick. The Ferryman may not be the best horror flick New Zealand has to offer, but it's certainly a breath of fresh air. My lungs thank you for it.
Recipe For Success: One Well-Paced Script + Graham's Morbid Sense Of Humor + It's Got A Brain
A Word Of Advice: Always kill the skinny tarts first.
Less headaches that way.
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