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[REVIEW] Found Footage of the 2020s: ‘Everybody Dies by the End’ (2022)

Out of all of the found footage films of 2022, the one that stuck out most to me, again, is a mockumentary film. And, again, this one also nails the formula while still being able to make itself fresh and different from the myriad of found footage films. It should be stated, that my favorite found footage film of 2022 is The Outwaters, but there was something so refreshing about Everybody Dies by the End that I couldn’t NOT talk about it. What happens if you get a Tarantino-esque cult filmmaker who wants to make their tenth and final film, who has nothing to lose, with a cult of crewmembers ready to give their all to make one final film? Well, Everybody Dies by the End.

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2022 was a year in horror, where studios, mainly smaller genre studios, took some bold chances. A24 let Ti West create two mega slasher films with and Pearl, gave some Australian YouTubers a platform with Talk To Me, and even made Pete Davidson somewhat likable in Bodies, Bodies, Bodies. Shudder and Screambox officially went to war (I’m being hyperbolic). But for the first time since the inception of Shudder, there’s finally some competition in the field. Shudder was able to give a platform to films like Skinamarink, V/H/S/99, Christmas Bloody ChristmasDeadstream, A Wounded Fawn, Scarepackage II: Rad Chad’s RevengeKids Vs. Aliens, and Allegoria. Meanwhile, Screambox got their hands on Terrifier 2The Outwaters, All Jacked Up And Full Of Worms, and Jethica! That list might not be as long as Shudder’s, but it’s impressive nonetheless. 

Out of all of the found footage films of 2022, the one that stuck out most to me, again, is a mockumentary film. And, again, this one also nails the formula while still being able to make itself fresh and different from the myriad of found footage films. It should be stated, that my favorite found footage film of 2022 is The Outwaters, but there was something so refreshing about Everybody Dies by the End that I couldn’t NOT talk about it. What happens if you get a Tarantino-esque cult filmmaker who wants to make their tenth and final film, who has nothing to lose, with a cult of crewmembers ready to give their all to make one final film? Well, Everybody Dies by the End.

Writer/director/cine-magician Ian Tripp, and co-director/star Ryan Schafer, tell the tale of a self-centered, narcissistic, charismatic ‘cult’ leader Alfred Costella (Vinny Curran) who ventures to make one final film. Al hires Calvin (Ian Tripp), and by proxy sound guy Mark (Joshua Wyble) to film the behind-the-scenes of his movie, which is also titled Everybody Dies by the End. It’s a chamber piece! What transpires through this hour and 30-minute film is funny, tense, scary, sad, and an absolute riot. I can’t remember the last time I had this much fun watching a found footage movie. 

The two selling points of Everybody Dies by the End are unquestionably the acting and the set. Let’s start with the set. Al currently resides on a ranch in the middle of nowhere, which he has monikered Camp Costella. Not only does the compound feel lived in, but it does an excellent job of making us feel isolated as well as making us feel immediately unsettled. In Camp Costella, no one can hear you scream—props to the location scout who found this spot. 

Okay, there are actually more than two selling points for this film. The practical effects look gnarly, and except for a specific moment, it doesn’t seem as if there are any digital enhancements whatsoever. If there are, kudos on making them look as realistic as possible. Another impressive aspect of Everybody Dies is not only the shot composition but also just the care put into each frame. With this being a mockumentary, it’s fair to compare it to Horror in the High Desert. High Desert plays it a bit too safe, never trying anything really interesting with the camera (it’s still visually engaging though). Conversely, Everybody Dies tries and succeeds at finding new and interesting things to do with a camera; things found footage films usually don’t worry too much about. There are too many times in Everybody Dies where I had to rewind and just appreciate the composition of the shots. Tripp, and cinematographer Oscar Perez, really do something special with this film.

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The last thing we would need to touch on is the acting. Nary a bad actor graces the screen. Even when the actors are purposefully acting badly, it’s still…good. Lead actor/king of comedy/young Kurt Russel Vinny Curran steals the show in Everybody Dies by the End. Vinny exudes charisma in a way I haven’t seen an actor do before. He’s so compelling that I wanted to join his cult. Watching Curran chew up the scenery makes it feel like he’s your, the viewer’s, friend. This film has sort of become a comfort movie for me. Seeing Curran on screen makes me feel safe, it makes me feel like I have a friend right next to me. Every mannerism, every line delivery, and every choice Vinny makes works way too well.

Everybody Dies by the End would make a perfect double feature with Horror in the High Desert. The juxtaposition of how mockumentaries can differ in function and form is on perfect display in these two films. Plus, both films have stellar finales. You really don’t want to sleep on Everybody Dies, especially if you’re a fan of Symbiopsychotaxiplasm.

Brendan is an award-winning author and screenwriter rotting away in New Jersey. His hobbies include rain, slugs, and the endless search for The Mothman.

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[Review] The Thrills and Kills of ‘Ils’ (2006)

Ils follows school teacher Clémentine (Olivia Bonamy) and her boyfriend Lucas (Michaël Cohen), who recently relocated from France to a remote McMansion in Romania. Clémentine arrives home one night after work to a normal evening. She and Lucas eat dinner, watch TV, flirt a bit, and head to bed. That evening, while they’re asleep, Clémentine hears a noise outside. They go to investigate, which turns out to be the wrong move. The couple soon realizes the noise outside has made its way inside. A cat-and-mouse game ensues, forcing Clémentine and Lucas to do anything they can to survive the night. But it soon comes to light the thing inside might actually be things.

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Author’s Note: It’s really difficult to talk about this film without spoiling who/what the killers are, so be warned.

As someone who lives alone, home invasion films have started to really get under my skin. Thinking that someone could break into the room in my basement apartment that I don’t use, and is street-facing, killing me, and then escaping, frightens me. Plus, there are no cameras around my building, and the windows don’t even lock properly. Okay, I’m going to shut up about that. But that doesn’t negate the fact that home invasion films get to me now. So, naturally, when researching some New French Extremity films for November, I figured I should finally break the seal and watch Ils, as it’s known in the States, Them.

Ils follows school teacher Clémentine (Olivia Bonamy) and her boyfriend Lucas (Michaël Cohen), who recently relocated from France to a remote McMansion in Romania. Clémentine arrives home one night after work to a normal evening. She and Lucas eat dinner, watch TV, flirt a bit, and head to bed. That evening, while they’re asleep, Clémentine hears a noise outside. They go to investigate, which turns out to be the wrong move. The couple soon realizes the noise outside has made its way inside. A cat-and-mouse game ensues, forcing Clémentine and Lucas to do anything they can to survive the night. But it soon comes to light the thing inside might actually be things.

Supposedly, this film is based on true events. If IMDb Trivia is to be taken at face value, then this film is based on a couple that a group of teenagers brutally murdered. In retrospect, it’s difficult to believe a group of kids pulled this all off. Take the cold open of the film. There is a mother and daughter involved in a single-car crash. The mother goes to check under the hood and disappears. This leads her daughter to lock the doors. In a few seconds, the car’s hood is slammed shut, mud is slung at the car from both sides, and the street light goes out. So, knowing that teenagers are the ones to blame for this, it seems a bit far-fetched. Especially when we eventually see the kids. We’re supposed to believe they’re teenagers, but they look between the ages of eight and ten.

The film works best when it blends the line between natural and supernatural, and when it seems like there is only one antagonist inside. Writer/directors David Moreau and Xavier Palud can’t find their footing with what type of story they want to tell. Ils would have worked much better as a supernatural horror film rather than a home invasion film with teenagers. When Ils makes you question what lurks within the house is when it works best. The big reveal at the end feels a bit forced. Part of me wishes Moreau and Palud had taken the idea on which they based their story and gone the supernatural route.

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That being said, the cat-and-mouse aspect of Ils is the most enjoyable. When Lucas is taken out of commission, Clémentine is forced to take matters into her own hands. Clémentine is fascinating to watch and makes, what feels like, choices anyone else would make. Her reactions feel more authentic than the actions people usually take in horror films. But there’s still something that feels off and stale about this movie. At just 74 minutes, Ils feels like it rolls the credits before it really gets going.

Many people consider this film New French Extremity, and I can understand that. Would I consider it NFE? No. This is just a plain home invasion horror film. The violence, setting, and action do nothing to classify that as extreme in any sense. Is it scary? Sure! Is the [limited] violence painful to watch? You bet! But it doesn’t push any boundaries or set out to tell something deeper than it does. Ils isn’t a bad film, but it’s far from being a great film.

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[REVIEW] My First Ever New French Extremity Film Was ‘Inside’ (2007)

Inside follows Sarah Scarangella (Alysson Paradis), a pregnant professional photographer who is still mourning the recent loss of her husband. On one unfortunate Christmas Eve, Sarah’s night is interrupted by an unknown woman (Béatrice Dalle). Not knowing who this woman is, Sarah refuses her entry. After taking a photo of this woman, and developing it, Sarah realizes she has a photo of this unknown woman from earlier in the day. Once Sarah thinks the woman is gone, she heads to bed. And that’s when all hell breaks loose. Bodies will drop, blood will flow, and babies will be birthed.

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Over 10 years ago I saw my first New French Extremity film in college. I took a trip to the Family Video near my college apartment and scanned the aisles. It was the first time I was in charge of picking a movie for a movie night with some friends. Most of the people attending that evening were horror fans, so that’s the vibe I was going for. After walking around for about five minutes I saw it. The top left corner read DIMENSION EXTREME. The middle of the cover read INSIDE in thick red letter, right below that stated UNRATED. The image was someone grasping their pregnant stomach and a pair of sharp dirty scissors questionably close to her stomach. That’s the movie I picked. And that was the last time I was allowed to pick the movies for our movie nights.

Inside follows Sarah Scarangella (Alysson Paradis), a pregnant professional photographer who is still mourning the recent loss of her husband. On one unfortunate Christmas Eve, Sarah’s night is interrupted by an unknown woman (Béatrice Dalle). Not knowing who this woman is, Sarah refuses her entry. After taking a photo of this woman, and developing it, Sarah realizes she has a photo of this unknown woman from earlier in the day. Once Sarah thinks the woman is gone, she heads to bed. And that’s when all hell breaks loose. Bodies will drop, blood will flow, and babies will be birthed.

Written by Alexandre Bustillo and directed by Julien Maury and Alexandre Bustillo, Inside would kick off an excellent career for these two French filmmakers. Brutal, sad, and one of the bloodiest films of all time, Inside is a film that needs to be seen to be believed. Like Calvaire, what makes Inside work so well, besides the tight script and great direction, is the pacing. Instead of a prolonged leadup to a barrage of violence and gore, Inside doles its violence out like a symphony. Each act perfectly leads into the next with the precision you don’t usually see in a debut feature film. The majority of the extreme violence happens to Sarah, which puts a lot of pressure on Alysson Paradis. Paradis sells her performance like Jordan Belfort selling a pen. Her responses are brutal and heartbreaking, while still being extremely grounded.

The special effects makeup department is too vast to list and will eat up my entire word count, but words cannot describe how visceral the practical effects are. From the most minor cut from a mirror to the stairway scene, you can’t help but feel like you’re watching something you should not be watching.

If you haven’t seen the film then this next part will be a huge spoiler, but we need to talk about it. Bustillo’s script takes an unexpected turn toward the end of the film. We learn the reason La Femme is attacking Sarah is due to a car accident. Sarah caused a car accident that took the life of La Femme’s child, killing her unborn baby. La Femme wants Sarah’s baby as reparations. Towards the end of the film, one of the cops who was presumed dead (he was shot with a riot gun) wakes up. His vision is hindered by the riot gun causing him to accidentally attack Sarah instead of La Femme. This attack breaks Sarah’s water, and La Femme kills the cop. Now, Sarah is on the stairs and her baby isn’t coming out–that’s where the scissors come back into play. La Femme has to perform a C-section on Sarah with the scissors, and it is, simply put, gnarly. The film ends with La Femme looking at Sarah’s dead body as she rocks the baby.

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This ending is beyond heartbreaking. La Femme’s character almost has a complete turnaround. It’s hard to tell if she’s crying because she has the baby or because she did end up killing Sarah. My personal belief is that it all became too real once she had to kill the cop. If the cop hadn’t broken her water and forced the birth, would La Femme have gone through with this at this point? It’s up to interpretation, but I believe La Femme had repented her actions by that point. That doesn’t make it any better, though.

Next to Martyrs, Inside has one of the most heartbreaking endings of any New French Extremity film. While it’s a difficult watch, it’s an excellent film to rewatch as a case study on how to write an antagonist. To boot, Sarah was La Femme’s antagonist. Sarah was the one who caused the termination of La Femme’s pregnancy–so in a way, this is a revenge film. Bustillo’s script pulls the rug out from all preconceived notions. We thought we were watching one film when in reality, we were being expertly misled by the person we thought was the narrator. It’s a bold move for a debut.

Bustillo and Maury are still going strong in the genre. Their most recent film, The Soul Eater, recently had its premiere at Fantasia Fest. Like Inside, The Soul Eater was gory and violent, while focusing on an overall story that takes precedent. It’s impressive to see bits and pieces of Inside in The Soul Eater, while also adding all the bits and pieces of lessons they’ve learned over their six previous films. Inside is, to me, the best example of New French Extremity; it’s true stomach-churning, gut-wrenching, bloody as hell terror. 

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