I don’t know if I’m becoming jaded toward slasher movies in
general or if it’s just that the current crop of them have been absolute trash.
Whatever the case may be, Silent Night,
the loose remake of the cult classic Silent
Night, Deadly Night, is a pretty shitty flick. I’ve never seen the
original, but I know of it and the storyline. Other than one death scene being
identical to the infamous antler impaling and the killer wearing a Santa suit
this is an “in name only” remake/reboot.
A small town is being stalked by a psychopath in a Santa
mask and suit who is going door to door picking off those he has deemed
“naughty” in various grisly ways. The local sheriff (Malcolm McDowell) and his
deputy (Jaime King) must figure out who the killer is before it’s too late.
First off, I cannot stand the work of director Steven C.
Miller. A few years back when he was attending Full Sail University he made an ultra low budget
zombie film called Automaton Transfusion
that was picked up by Dimension Films. I rented it out of curiosity and was
absolutely appalled that someone thought that the eyeball raping I had just
received was good enough to be distributed at all. It was one of the worst
excuses for a movie I had ever seen at that point. But I guess it made a lot of
cash and Miller went on to make more low budget films which I refused to watch
on general principal. I guess he eventually gathered enough clout to get decent
genre stars like Malcolm McDowell, Jaime King, Donal Logue and Lisa Marie to
star in this shitstorm of a movie.
Miller has no concept on how to build a narrative, suspense
or even something remotely watchable. Basically the audience gets to spend 3
minutes with Jaime King’s deputy in the opening to develop her
character and that’s all. From that point on the majority of the dialogue is
made up of pithy one-liners, non-stop vulgarities and screaming. No character
is given any development in the slightest therefore there is no one to care
about except who the script has shoehorned into the sympathetic part. I know that
these types of movies are all about the killing, but the ones I tend to enjoy
the most are the ones where we have a likable character to root for during all
the craziness like in the original Halloween,
the original A Nightmare on Elm Street
or even Jaime King’s character in the remake of My Bloody Valentine. But when everyone comes off as an asshole, an
idiot or a coward I just couldn’t give two shits if you lived or died.
While the kills are pretty nasty and mildly creative they
just sort of happen randomly and have no real motivation behind them. We learn
at one point that the killer has marked those he intends to kill as “naughty”
by sending them a present, but the reasons as to why he has marked them are
never given so it looks like he picked names out of the phonebook. How this
person knows that these people are naughty is never explained either since the
killer (when revealed) turns out to be no one of consequence who would be in
any sort of position to witness all the sordid things these people have done to
deserve being slaughtered. I mean, we know that one dude was cheating on his
wife, but how did the killer know? We know that little girl is a foul-mouthed
little shit, but how did the killer know? We know that the mayor’s daughter is
a slut, but how did he know? The killer doesn’t even seem to be a townie, so
none of the set-up makes any sense. The only death that does make any sense is
King’s father for reasons I won’t divulge. At least in the original there was a
story to go along with the gore. There’s none of that here. It’s just death,
unnecessary dialogue scene, death, unnecessary dialogue scene, death, etc.
Writer Jayson Rothwell is just as much to blame here as Miller, but I put 75%
of it on Miller since he’s the one interpreting the crap screenplay into
something worse than I’m sure it ever was on the page.
All the acting here is pretty bottom of the barrel. Most of
these actors can and have been amazing in other projects, but Miller just seems
to want to get to the gore bits instead of even attempting to have his troupe
look like they give a shit about their performances. Malcolm McDowell chews the
scenery like a madman as the sheriff, but he cannot pull off an American accent
at all and his scenes end up being corny as all hell due to it and his ultra
hammy deliveries. Jaime King looks like she’s trying her best, but is losing
the battle due to the incompetence of the director and script. Even Donal Logue
can’t be convincing as a local drunk Santa with anger issues. He should be able
to pull that one off in his sleep.
The only bright spot is the cinematography by Joseph White.
He makes this bargain basement production look like a major Hollywood picture
in a lot of ways, be it a creative lighting set-up or an unexpected angle that
makes a mundane set look interesting. Outside of that I can’t say anything more
positive about this mess except that he made a great looking movie destined for
the direct-to-video heap. The “Garbage Day” reference put a slight grin on my
face as well.
In this day and age I like to think that hungry young
directors would be more interested in producing films that show their
creativity and passion for their craft. Miller seems intent on being the next
Albert Pyun, who keeps churning out garbage film after garbage film. If I were
the person who presented him with his diploma from Full Sail University I’d demand that he give it
back so I could burn it. This guy doesn’t deserve to call himself a director, a
filmmaker or an artist. He’s a hack plain and simple and his “films” amount to
nothing more than increments of time the audience will never be able to get
back.
0.5 out of 5
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