Friday, September 7, 2018

The Being - 1983

I had a bit of a movie marathon last night.  I was sick, just wanted to go home and relax.  I specifically wanted to make popcorn and watch 80's cheese.  And in doing so, I spent the last 40 or so minutes at work updating my amazon watch queue with sleaze.  I added the previous entry Rats: Night of Terror and this, The Being.  I also added the early Mario Bava feature Caltiki, which I did not finish.  Too tired, I went to bed about 10:15.  I'm sick, give me a break.

The Being is one of these typical monster films that for whatever reason feels super fucking disjointed and odd.  First of all there must be a story behind the director Jackie Kong, who had never made anything before and for her first film secured a pretty good cast and budget.  Then the actual movie.  It felt like a weird walk-the-line sort of mix between hammy, terrible, and just plain boring.  Nothing quite took center stage, in terms of what I felt the most coming from the movie.  In short I watched the whole thing and came away from it pretty disappointed.

The Being takes place on Easter, and did start me on a brief diversion of looking up holiday themed horror movies.  I remember watching the significantly terrible Serial Rabbit and several of it's sequels.  What can I say....  I was put on this planet for a reason.

The Being fucking sucked.  Let's just fast forward this review.  What you have is a hard to follow plot about a weird ass monster killing people, and while it should be typical 80's fare, somehow it just didn't ever find it's stride.  Most of the movie rode a weird line between self-aware, cheesy to the point of ridiculousness, and tedium at it's worse.  To say I liked it...would just be a straight lie.

Ummm....  Yeah.  I dunno.  I can't say I have a lot to say about this one.  Cool monster I guess.  But like the movie, it feels like they just tried too hard, and the end result is self aware, too silly, and just somehow didn't work given the material.
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