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Grot
(1985)
Starring: Fonna Pura, Patricia Hiraldo, Ch. Malik Butt Tondwallah Director: Ch. Malik Butt Tondwallah Synopsis: Ultra-Weird masked slasher short including a grisly decapitation scene! Reviewed by: Omar Khan |
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Grot is an elusive underground film full of Eraserhead inspired nightmarish visions that border on the edge of drug induced hallucinations. It all begins on a murky, cold chilly day in Boston where dusky svelte beauty Fonna Pura is strolling nonchalantly through the Common littering profusely with her Saks theatre popcorn, only half of which reach her mouth, the rest scatter to the floor for mutated pigeons to devour. As Fonna continues to gorge and pollute, there appears to be an insidious, lurking presence watching her she subconsciously feels threatened and quickens her step homeward as something dark stirs within the bowels of the filthy, polluted depths of the Boston Common pond. Close up shots of Fonna's eyes follow as she begins to display signs of panic, then a chilling ominous shot of a bulging eye, surely not human - an eye that watches and waits for its moment to pounce.
Fonna hurries
home feeling decidedly tense, sensing the presence of an unseen stalker
all the way back to the safety of her rather Spartan apartment. She
puts the kettle on (in a clear homage to Friday the 13th Part 2) before
deciding on a relaxing shower (a rather stale reference to Psycho).
Meanwhile the bulging eye makes a return and for the first time we
see the hideous contorted face of the stalker who proceeds to pick
up a sharp carving knife before edging towards the showering Fonna.
The inevitable ensues but just when it appears all over for Fonna,
she awakens bathed in sweat (not blood) having suffered the worst
nightmare! Immediately Fonna once again seems to sense dread hanging in the air as she makes her to the bathroom exactly as she had done in her ghastly dream just moments ago. Could the nightmare be a forewarning or is she just hallucinating again having taken one mushroom trip to many that semester?
Grot was made
way in the mid 80's when horror was badly in need of a new direction
yet this film retreads the same stalk and slash territory of so many
of its predecessors even if there is the element of uncertainty of
what is real and what is illusion - a theme so brilliantly exploited
by Wes Craven with Nightmare on Elm Street.
In all, the dada-esque
montage and disturbingly weird style seem to have taken precedence
over substance and Grot comes across as a couple of surreal nightmarish
visions linked without any cohesive plot or indeed point. It's a stylish
piece of gibberish that shows considerable visual flair but very little
grasp of basic storytelling skills.
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