As much as the horror genre at large tends to victimize women, some titles particularly zero in on misogyny to the point that it can be hard to convince oneself to watch them. Rarely is that more true than when the tale on hand is one of witchcraft, and the appalling, bogus violence of "witch trials," with clear indication of pitting female characters against men. Suffice to say that I've held off for awhile on watching 'The Devonsville terror' for just this reason. Then again, maybe there are more specific reasons to have had reservations about this. One can't fault a production for being on the more indie and low-budget end of the spectrum, though without especial points of brilliance for counterbalance, the evident shortcomings will be foremost. On that note, while stunts and practical effects look great, the more grandiose visuals show their limits. Ulli Lommel's direction feels kind of limpid, or at least highly variable, with the result of some stilted acting and pacing. Even Donald Pleasence, a legend in and of himself and the highlight of no few otherwise tepid features, seems to struggle some in a role that is distinctly small and limited. Suffice to say this falls well short of perfect by any measure, and I can understand how it hasn't been regarded well.
The acting isn't all bad, not by any means, and some actors come off better on average than others despite the weak direction. True, maybe they're aided by having their characters spotlighted as sympathetic figures, but I think this goes primarily for star Suzanna Love, and co-stars Mary Walden and Deanna Haas. Paul Willson makes an unexpected impression with the nervous energy he carries as Mr. Gibbs, reminding of Philip Seymour Hoffman in 'Synecdoche, New York.' Meanwhile, there is some directness in the writing that comes across as a result of inexperience (or to be less kind, plain amateurism) - though even with definite rough edges, I'm pleased to say that more than not the screenplay whipped up between Lommel, Love, and George T. Lindsey is kind of terrific, or at least strikes some major chords. The primary thrust is undeniable as three women, fresh faces around the sleepy backwoods town of Devonsville, raise the hackles of the almost uniformly provincial and reactionary residents. The newcomers' progressive and free-thinking values concerning religion, the environment, education, feminism, gender equality, and more are met by staunch, stubborn, and aggressive conservativism, selfishness, antiquated values, and outright ignorance, not to mention attitudes of patriarchy, male entitlement to women's bodies, homophobia, and that simple-minded misogyny. Such notions could surely be utilized to greater effect, and have been elsewhere, but 'The Devonsville terror' nevertheless boasts firm foundations with the themes and Big Ideas with which it plays.
From that foundation is built a tale of curses, superstition, and the past repeating itself - not to mention genuinely disturbing violence, specifically male violence against women, and the all too real and dangerous ideas and beliefs that precipitate that violence. And it must surely be said that there are some fantastic thoughts in play in terms of the characters, scene writing, and overall narrative, even setting aside the most substantial themes on and. Unfortunately, here is where the picture meets with its biggest problems of all, because when it comes to the fundamentals of storytelling, the writing is possibly the weakest part of all. When events come to a head in third act we trust that, as per conventions of the genre, the principal women will exact sweet revenge, or even if that is not true, then at least the outcome will be hugely horrifying and satisfying for we viewers. What happens instead is that the climax seems to come from out of nowhere, a climax during which one supporting character who has been no more than a footnote all this time plays a large part. That climax is followed by an exceptionally curt ending that is deeply unsatisfying and begs the question of what purpose there was to the plot in the first place. There is no true resolution for two of three crucial figures. In the meantime, I repeat that the practical effects are splendid, but Lommel makes the regrettable choice of holding one shot so long during the climax that the artifice of those effects is betrayed, and this follows on the most tawdry and unconvincing use of all of those would-be grandiose post-production special effects. Right where it matters the most, 'The Devonsville terror' falls apart and leaves a bad taste in our mouths.
It's a shame, because there was enormous potential here. Other movies have played with like-minded material, and the same themes and ideas, to tremendous profit. In too many ways, however, this one flounders, and squanders the best possibilities. Lommel's direction is unreliable, with some discrete bad decisions, and other facets are subsequently lowered. And beyond the admirable core notions of the screenplay the team of writers had no more than very mixed success in summoning forth a workable story, or even just workable individual scenes. So much of the tale that has been presented to us is just left hanging when all is said and done, with even those underlying themes left somewhat unused; in generosity I assume Lommel, Love, and Lindsey recognized the deficiency, but hadn't the time or budget to rewrite, let alone shoot and edit more footage. In one manner or another the final product is the same, and for all that 'The Devonsville terror' could have been - and from the outside looking in, sounds like it should be - the film is less than one might hope or expect. There is value here, and I'm glad for those who like it more than I do, but I'm just disappointed. I anticipated a viewing experience that would be unpleasant, but ultimately rewarding, and when all is said and done only one of those descriptors holds true. There are worse things you could watch, but the sad fact of the matter is that there are much better things, too, and there's not much reason to spend time with this.
The acting isn't all bad, not by any means, and some actors come off better on average than others despite the weak direction. True, maybe they're aided by having their characters spotlighted as sympathetic figures, but I think this goes primarily for star Suzanna Love, and co-stars Mary Walden and Deanna Haas. Paul Willson makes an unexpected impression with the nervous energy he carries as Mr. Gibbs, reminding of Philip Seymour Hoffman in 'Synecdoche, New York.' Meanwhile, there is some directness in the writing that comes across as a result of inexperience (or to be less kind, plain amateurism) - though even with definite rough edges, I'm pleased to say that more than not the screenplay whipped up between Lommel, Love, and George T. Lindsey is kind of terrific, or at least strikes some major chords. The primary thrust is undeniable as three women, fresh faces around the sleepy backwoods town of Devonsville, raise the hackles of the almost uniformly provincial and reactionary residents. The newcomers' progressive and free-thinking values concerning religion, the environment, education, feminism, gender equality, and more are met by staunch, stubborn, and aggressive conservativism, selfishness, antiquated values, and outright ignorance, not to mention attitudes of patriarchy, male entitlement to women's bodies, homophobia, and that simple-minded misogyny. Such notions could surely be utilized to greater effect, and have been elsewhere, but 'The Devonsville terror' nevertheless boasts firm foundations with the themes and Big Ideas with which it plays.
From that foundation is built a tale of curses, superstition, and the past repeating itself - not to mention genuinely disturbing violence, specifically male violence against women, and the all too real and dangerous ideas and beliefs that precipitate that violence. And it must surely be said that there are some fantastic thoughts in play in terms of the characters, scene writing, and overall narrative, even setting aside the most substantial themes on and. Unfortunately, here is where the picture meets with its biggest problems of all, because when it comes to the fundamentals of storytelling, the writing is possibly the weakest part of all. When events come to a head in third act we trust that, as per conventions of the genre, the principal women will exact sweet revenge, or even if that is not true, then at least the outcome will be hugely horrifying and satisfying for we viewers. What happens instead is that the climax seems to come from out of nowhere, a climax during which one supporting character who has been no more than a footnote all this time plays a large part. That climax is followed by an exceptionally curt ending that is deeply unsatisfying and begs the question of what purpose there was to the plot in the first place. There is no true resolution for two of three crucial figures. In the meantime, I repeat that the practical effects are splendid, but Lommel makes the regrettable choice of holding one shot so long during the climax that the artifice of those effects is betrayed, and this follows on the most tawdry and unconvincing use of all of those would-be grandiose post-production special effects. Right where it matters the most, 'The Devonsville terror' falls apart and leaves a bad taste in our mouths.
It's a shame, because there was enormous potential here. Other movies have played with like-minded material, and the same themes and ideas, to tremendous profit. In too many ways, however, this one flounders, and squanders the best possibilities. Lommel's direction is unreliable, with some discrete bad decisions, and other facets are subsequently lowered. And beyond the admirable core notions of the screenplay the team of writers had no more than very mixed success in summoning forth a workable story, or even just workable individual scenes. So much of the tale that has been presented to us is just left hanging when all is said and done, with even those underlying themes left somewhat unused; in generosity I assume Lommel, Love, and Lindsey recognized the deficiency, but hadn't the time or budget to rewrite, let alone shoot and edit more footage. In one manner or another the final product is the same, and for all that 'The Devonsville terror' could have been - and from the outside looking in, sounds like it should be - the film is less than one might hope or expect. There is value here, and I'm glad for those who like it more than I do, but I'm just disappointed. I anticipated a viewing experience that would be unpleasant, but ultimately rewarding, and when all is said and done only one of those descriptors holds true. There are worse things you could watch, but the sad fact of the matter is that there are much better things, too, and there's not much reason to spend time with this.