Blood is Blood (2016)
Starring Fiona Dourif, Andrew James Allen, Kate French
Directed by Stuart Sauverin
Over the course of one’s horror movie viewing history, there are certain presentations that will stick with the mind, be it due to a film’s visuals, or message, or it’s overall package and its frightening delivery…then there are those films that we look back on, and wonder what we were thinking when we pressed the “play” button, contemplating how we could possibly retrieve that precious time that we’d lost subjecting our peepers to such a hapless exhibition. Allow me to present said execution…it’s called Blood Is Blood, and I’d be willing to spill some (including my own) some in order to skip writing this one up.
Starring the absolute-knockout, Fiona Dourif as Brie, a woman who finds herself imprisoned in a mental institution after an attack (and sharply-defended counterattack) against a masked assailant, who interestingly enough turns out to be her own brother…now don’t get your panties in a twist spoiler-alert groupies, as this one just seems to fall by the wayside. Now before this attack, we’ve already been introduced to Brie’s family, consisting of a bunch of mentally-dour malcontents: essentially the kind of characters that you couldn’t care what happens to no matter what situation might be put in front of them – it was the way they were drawn up supposedly, so there’s not much that can be done about it now other than to just watch…and yawn. As the film lumbers along, we see Brie’s dead brother haunt her every conscious moment, leaving marks on her body that others simply chalk up as an extension of her psychosis. In addition to this tale of complete lunacy is a family member that loves Brie’s deceased-brother’s fiancee, and also masquerades as a cross-dressing killer…any way this can be incorporated into the family’s Christmas card this year?
The film has far too many “WTF?” moments to count, and I’m not talking about the good kinds of “WTF?” moments – it’s those “WTF?” moments that make you back the film up, and attempt to make a cellular shred of any sign of plausibility in what you’ve witnessed…nope, no luck here. Sauverin, in his maiden-voyage of directorial fashion, does manage to make the film look good visually, yet it’s just not enough to get over the stale performances, lagging tempo, and ultimately damning plot-pathway. The art of allowing everything to come together when constructing one’s first-ever film is a very slippery slope – writing, supervision, and comprehensive finalization are key – Sauverin’s got all his ducks in a row, but he’s just got to keep those little quackers from getting out of line for his next project – keep those fingers crossed.
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