DEAD END
by Robert A. Nowotny
For those who find most holiday cinematic fare far too
saccharine I present an alternative that just might make the
annual not-so-festive trek to Grandma's depressing house a bit
more appealing—the musty smell and dreadful doilies
notwithstanding.
Thanks to the writing/directing team of Jean-Baptiste Andrea and
Fabrice Canepa DEAD END is a low-budget Christmas-themed classic
that magically manages to masterfully mix terrifying, horrific
elements with humorous, laugh-out-loud dialogue. Don't take my
word for it; what other film can you think of that has garnered
top honors at both the San Sebastian Horror Film Festival as well
as at the Pensacola Comedy Film Festival?
While the script is remarkably tight and the directing is simply
superb, primary credit must go to the phenomenal cast featuring
the fabulous Ray Wise as the feckless father who decides to take
an ill-advised short cut to granny's this particular yuletide eve.
Likewise, Lin Shaye as the overwrought, wretched wife is nothing
short of sensational while Alexandra Holden as the delicious,
decisive daughter and Mick Cain as the sophomoric, smart aleck son
also deliver exceptional performances that ring remarkably true.
In fact, DEAD END should be mandatory viewing for all acting and
directing classes—it is that good.
Clocking in at a mere 83 minutes the tension builds as this
totally believable but dysfunctional American family on an
apparently endless road to nowhere discovers that, when all is
said and done, there are no secrets after death.
Unfortunately, during the final three or so minutes the script
takes an ill-advised detour. In fact, the ending is as hard to
swallow as a Corsicana Fruitcake. Don't let the disappointing
denouement dissuade you. DEAD END is anything but a dead
end…
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