Thank God London finally has some voodoo. Hopefully, everyone will stop complaining now! OK, so about this little European thriller. Notice that I said "thriller." That's right kiddies, you won't find any spilling intestines in this one but, you will find some voodoo. Did I mention that London finally has some voodoo? Man, I need to just shut up and get to the point don't I?
The plot for this London tale of voodoo is a rather simple one. After a young and very much in love American couple move into their new home, they quickly discover a little something that was left by the previous owners. This "something" is actually a case located in a spot under the basement floor that contains a few rotted corpses, tacky beads and other voodoo paraphernalia. Damn voodoo bitches always leaving their stuff around! The wife Sarah (Sara Stewart) is actually the one who discovers and later, shows her asshole husband. We'll define why he's an asshole in a bit but, shortly after the discovery Sarah beings to feel differently, almost like she's under some sort of spell. Almost, wink wink OK, fine. I'll tell you. Bitch be getting' possessed!
This is going to be one of the more interesting reviews because technically, London Voodoo is a decent film. I mean, the script is structured well, the score is decent, the performances are adequate and it's directed fairly well. Nothing stands out as being exceptional but, at the same time, nothing is complete crap either. The people that will enjoy this film the most are the kind of film goers that enjoy a good story. You know those people that say a film is "scary" because of the "idea" that the film presents is scary? Take Night of the Living Dead I don't find that film scary at all but, people say it is because of the concept of zombies taking over the world. London Voodoo is very much designed for this kind of mind set, which just doesn't work for me.
Now let's talk on a personal level. If I'm not seeing a nice set of tits or some beautifully gory death then you better deliver me some great charismatic characters to spend my ninety minutes with. Well, guess what? I didn't see no boobs or gore Oh, guess what else I didn't see?? A character that I could care about You have the wife Sarah who, because of her possession, acts like a complete crazy bitch. Everyone knows some girl who transforms into the antichrist while on her period right? Hell, my ex-girlfriend would give Damien a run for his money Anyway, Sarah is one of those devil spawn bitches but much, much worse. The worst thing is that I never liked her much from the beginning so I didn't really care if she was talking to herself or crapping her pants. Then you have the husband who works too much and he has a child who he has absolutely no time for. He'll be typing away on the computer and his beautiful, sweet, little girl will come over to him with some picture she just drew as he ignores her. I have no patience for people like this. One instance OK I'll give that to you because you're making a point but, I don't think he even looks at her once during the whole film. I mean seriously, who wants to root for a guy like that?
See, the problem here is that I never once cared about these characters. In fact, I cared less the more the film went on, which is a terrible position to be in because as the film progresses, they are each put into more peril and ultimately, if you don't care about them or their safety then what's the point? You know? I'm not really a voodoo kind of guy anyway. The only film I can think of that contains voodoo that I enjoyed is The Serpent and the Rainbow. I just don't care for that whole religion and I'm not sure why exactly. Maybe it's because they're FREAKS!! OK, I'm just joking no little Butcher voodoo dolls please!
Overall, just because I didn't enjoy London Voodoo doesn't mean that it's crap. The film succeeds on many levels, script and story being two of them. It just comes down to personal taste and, in the end, it just wasn't for me. If you enjoy the same type of films that I do then you'll probably want to spend your time with something else. On the other severed hand, if you think that I eat cocaine sandwiches for lunch, you'll probably enjoy London Voodoo very much. Oh no! I just felt a sting in the back on my neck. No! It's like I'm being pricked by a needle! Please put the doll down!!
The plot for this London tale of voodoo is a rather simple one. After a young and very much in love American couple move into their new home, they quickly discover a little something that was left by the previous owners. This "something" is actually a case located in a spot under the basement floor that contains a few rotted corpses, tacky beads and other voodoo paraphernalia. Damn voodoo bitches always leaving their stuff around! The wife Sarah (Sara Stewart) is actually the one who discovers and later, shows her asshole husband. We'll define why he's an asshole in a bit but, shortly after the discovery Sarah beings to feel differently, almost like she's under some sort of spell. Almost, wink wink OK, fine. I'll tell you. Bitch be getting' possessed!
This is going to be one of the more interesting reviews because technically, London Voodoo is a decent film. I mean, the script is structured well, the score is decent, the performances are adequate and it's directed fairly well. Nothing stands out as being exceptional but, at the same time, nothing is complete crap either. The people that will enjoy this film the most are the kind of film goers that enjoy a good story. You know those people that say a film is "scary" because of the "idea" that the film presents is scary? Take Night of the Living Dead I don't find that film scary at all but, people say it is because of the concept of zombies taking over the world. London Voodoo is very much designed for this kind of mind set, which just doesn't work for me.
Now let's talk on a personal level. If I'm not seeing a nice set of tits or some beautifully gory death then you better deliver me some great charismatic characters to spend my ninety minutes with. Well, guess what? I didn't see no boobs or gore Oh, guess what else I didn't see?? A character that I could care about You have the wife Sarah who, because of her possession, acts like a complete crazy bitch. Everyone knows some girl who transforms into the antichrist while on her period right? Hell, my ex-girlfriend would give Damien a run for his money Anyway, Sarah is one of those devil spawn bitches but much, much worse. The worst thing is that I never liked her much from the beginning so I didn't really care if she was talking to herself or crapping her pants. Then you have the husband who works too much and he has a child who he has absolutely no time for. He'll be typing away on the computer and his beautiful, sweet, little girl will come over to him with some picture she just drew as he ignores her. I have no patience for people like this. One instance OK I'll give that to you because you're making a point but, I don't think he even looks at her once during the whole film. I mean seriously, who wants to root for a guy like that?
See, the problem here is that I never once cared about these characters. In fact, I cared less the more the film went on, which is a terrible position to be in because as the film progresses, they are each put into more peril and ultimately, if you don't care about them or their safety then what's the point? You know? I'm not really a voodoo kind of guy anyway. The only film I can think of that contains voodoo that I enjoyed is The Serpent and the Rainbow. I just don't care for that whole religion and I'm not sure why exactly. Maybe it's because they're FREAKS!! OK, I'm just joking no little Butcher voodoo dolls please!
Overall, just because I didn't enjoy London Voodoo doesn't mean that it's crap. The film succeeds on many levels, script and story being two of them. It just comes down to personal taste and, in the end, it just wasn't for me. If you enjoy the same type of films that I do then you'll probably want to spend your time with something else. On the other severed hand, if you think that I eat cocaine sandwiches for lunch, you'll probably enjoy London Voodoo very much. Oh no! I just felt a sting in the back on my neck. No! It's like I'm being pricked by a needle! Please put the doll down!!