Boardinghouse
1982
John Wintergate
Things (1989) may have solidified my interest in shot-on-video movies, but Boardinghouse is where it all began for me. It is by turns, comedic, gory, exploitative, and self-aggrandizing. It never descends into a fury of chaos like Things, which means the story is mostly coherent (this may be a plus of a minus, depending on the viewer.) This was the first SOV horror film and the first to receive a theatrical release. I can only imagine what anyone walking in and expecting a traditional horror movie might have thought about it.
During Boardinghouse... |
There are endless scenes of talking, making food, and hot
tubbing, which are occasionally interrupted by a murder. The gore is crude, but it
is enthusiastic: eyes squish out of heads, a monster puppet attacks, and there's even
some mouse barfing. Disappointingly, there are not quite enough of these moments,
as they definitely liven up a very chatty movie.
Where the movie really shines (or drives views away) is in its quirks. What’s the best way to demonstrate psychic powers? If you if said, make soap spin around in the bathtub, then you must be John Wintergate, because no reasonable person would come up with that idea. Jim seems very casual about having psychic powers too, and no one really seems that amazed by it. It is little moments like these that cast Boardinghouse into some kind of weird nonsense universe where it stays for the duration of its run.
Where the movie really shines (or drives views away) is in its quirks. What’s the best way to demonstrate psychic powers? If you if said, make soap spin around in the bathtub, then you must be John Wintergate, because no reasonable person would come up with that idea. Jim seems very casual about having psychic powers too, and no one really seems that amazed by it. It is little moments like these that cast Boardinghouse into some kind of weird nonsense universe where it stays for the duration of its run.
...after Boardinghouse. |
The secret MVP of the film is a strong synth score. It has a
grit and menace to it that evokes some of the best of John Carpenter’s work. It
greatly enhances everything on the screen and goes a long way to pushing
Boardinghouse past being just a glorified home movie.
I love film that reaches for great heights and fall
astoundingly short. I’m not sure Boardinghouse had aspirations beyond
boobs and blood, but it fails even at that by being buried in the strange
personality and fixations of its director and star. A fascinating chunk of weirdness from the dawn of SOV
horror.
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