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[REVIEW] Is ‘Fire in the Sky’ (1993) The Greatest Sci-Fi Movie Ever Made?
Nowadays, if you asked a casual fan of High Strangeness if they knew of any high-profile alien/UAP-related stories, they’d probably mention Chris Bledsoe and his book UFO of God. But if you asked that question two or three years ago, they would mention one of two people: Betty/Barney Hill or Travis Walton. I’ve read both Fire in the Sky and The Walton Experience (both are basically the same book) and listened to the times when Art Bell had Travis Walton on his show. The story is fascinating! But…there is information under the surface that makes me question Travis’s experience. Nonetheless, Fire in the Sky was a blind spot on my watchlist, and I figured what better month than “based on a true story” to give it a watch?
It should be noted there are many issues with this story from both Travis Walton and Mike Rogers. While I’m more familiar with everything regarding this story pre-2021, I will discuss the post-2021 issues to the best of my ability.
Fire in the Sky and the Night Travis Walton Vanished
Fire in the Sky follows a group of six loggers (there were seven in the true story): Travis Walton (D. B. Sweeney), Mike Rogers (Robert Patrick), Allan Dallis (Craig Sheffer), David Whitlock (Peter Berg), Greg Hayes (Henry Thomas), and Bobby Cogdill (Bradley Gregg). This group, led by Travis, is working on clearing brush in the White Mountains in Snowflake, Alaska. Due to a tight deadline, they find themselves working long shifts. At the end of the night, the six men pack into Mike Rogers’s truck and head home through mountain paths. Allan Dallis makes note of a “fire” in the sky, prompting Mike to stop his truck. Travis jumps out and decides to check out the object. Suddenly, he’s consumed by a beam of light and thrown backward. Thinking he’s dead and freaked out by this object, Mike guns it out of there. By the time he gets the guts to go back and check on Travis…he realizes Travis is gone.
Once back in town, Mike calls the cops, and the five of them wait for the police. A search party is called the very next day, to no avail. The town descends into chaos, reporters flood this small town, and a witch hunt ensues. Many of the townsfolk think the other loggers killed Travis and nearly begin to march with pitchforks and torches. Travis eventually reappears five days later…but he is nothing more than the shell of the man he once was.
How the Film Treats Travis Walton’s Story
What’s very clear from the film is that neither writer Tracy Tormé nor director Robert Lieberman believes a single ounce of Travis’s story. Part of me believes that if Tracy and Robert lived in this town when this happened, they’d be a part of the angry mob. It’s frustrating that Lt. Frank Waters (James Garner) is given more credibility than any of the men involved in the incident. Rather than giving proper justice to both sides of the story, the writer and director make their allegiance to their respective sides well-known.
That being said, the film is a joy to watch. Robert Patrick is, and always has been, one hell of an actor. Funnily enough, Robert Patrick learned, not too long before the making of this film, that he is related to Mike Rogers! You can feel Patrick’s passion in every second of screen time. Most notable is the polygraph scene. Tired of being looked down upon and hated by everyone in town, he loses it when asked to come back for a second polygraph test. In the most “I know what I saw!” moment in the film, Mike Rogers has told his truth and is frustrated that it’s not enough.
The Infamous Alien Testing Scene and ILM’s Lasting Impact
While the film does a great job at fomenting the hoax angle, there is one scene specifically this film is known for: the testing scene. Coordinated by Industrial Lights & Magic, the scene where Travis explores the spaceship and gets tests run on him is both exhilarating and terrifying. From the gooey space pods to the skin-like wrap and eye needle, this scene hasn’t been topped in Sci-Fi horror. ILM has long been known for pushing the boundaries of visual effects, and this scene is particularly gorgeous. I can’t imagine what it would be like to watch this in theaters in 1993.
All that being said, this film takes way too many liberties for my liking. The scene where Travis wakes up in the spaceship and is tested on is the most notable of exaggerations. In Travis’s story, he was initially knocked out by the beam of light. He then woke up in an almost hospital-like room. Three short, hairless aliens surrounded him. Travis attempted to fight them off and was eventually taken to another room by a human wearing a helmet. The room he was taken to was the last thing he remembers, as three other humans put a plastic sheet over his face. From there, the next thing he remembered was walking down a highway.
I can understand why that might not be too exciting for a feature film, but it’s very different from what we get in Fire in the Sky.
Evidence Suggesting the Travis Walton Abduction May Be a Hoax
Now, we should get to the evidence that points to this being a possible hoax. The UAP was described as your classic two-pie saucer. I wholeheartedly believe that UAPs are not the classic UFOs we see in 50s sci-fi movies, so that’s a red flag for me. Next, we have the fact that Travis and Duane’s father was a huge fan of Ufology (and there are reports that the brothers believe their father was abducted, but that could be heresy). Also, we have real reports that Travis and his brother Duane wanted to be abducted. When Travis went missing, his brother was definitely worried but didn’t seem as worried as a brother should be. This could possibly be because Travis and Duane [reportedly] had a pact that should one of them be abducted, the one who was taken would try and talk the aliens into coming back and taking the second brother.
There’s also the fact that Travis’s company was behind schedule and on the verge of losing their contract to finish the logging job. An abduction would be a great way to prolong that contract! What type of person would cancel a contract when there’s an investigation into a missing person? While the team was working late to finish their job, it was noted by a crew member that on the night of the abduction they stayed longer past dark than they had before.
Mike Rogers Recants and Retracts
In 2021, things get messy…kind of. Mike Rogers posts on Facebook denouncing The Walton Experience and stating that he no longer considers himself a witness. A month later, he spoke with a producer making a new documentary about Travis Walton. In this conversation, which the producer recorded, Rogers mentioned that the incident was a staged hoax. Rogers was upset that Walton did not include him in discussions regarding the film’s remake–the two would eventually make amends with each other, and Mike Rogers retracted his statement.
Take that information for what you will.
Fire in the Sky as Sci-Non-Fi Horror
Fire in the Sky is lighting in a bottle. It was a time when filmmaking was preparing to break into a new spectrum of filmmaking. It’s not just a fascinating look at a supposed real-life story, it’s scary. It’s authentic. It’s emotional. There are parts of Travis’s story I believe, and parts I don’t. While Fire in the Sky may be exaggerated, it’s a beautiful film that tells a beautiful story in a timeless way. If you’re a fan of Ufology, aliens, or High Strangeness in general, you must check this film out. To me, Fire in the Sky is the greatest Sci-non-Fi about alien abductions.
Every once in a while, a festival film oozes with so much craft that it’s hard to believe it exists. I’ve only seen a handful of films on the circuit that filled me with seething jealousy that I didn’t come up with them first. Films like All Jacked Up and Full of Worms and Jimmy & Stiggs are two of the main films that come to mind. As I round out my coverage for this year’s Chattanooga Film Festival, I inadvertently ended with a film that rivals American Theater for my Best of the Fest. Donnie Hobbie’s Jump Scare truly astounds on nearly all fronts and shows how to pay homage to the films (and filmmakers) that are beloved, while still remaining original and unique.
What is Jump Scare About?
The metal band known as Jump Scare, comprised of Val (Chelsea Talmadge), Jen (Erin Ruth Walker), Kye (Shannon Dang), and Debbie (Madison Abbott), head to a cabin in the middle of the desert to work on their latest album. Little do they know that their closest neighbors are a hellbilly’s worst nightmare. One by one, Jump Scare gets smaller and smaller as the neighbors reveal their true horrors. But the band doesn’t take too kindly to the onslaught of violence brought towards them. Metal may not be dead, but Jump Scare might be very soon.
How Did We Get Here?
Writer/director Donnie Hobbie’s Jump Scare is a truly unique piece of genre that pushes the boundaries of good taste in some fascinating ways. Hobbie’s distinct style blends homage and originality in a way Tarantino could only wish for. What’s fun about Jump Scare is how you can truly feel the love for the films considered ‘inspired by’ while still being able to see and feel Hobbie’s personal style. Jump Scare is a dash of Tarantino, Rob Zombie, and Panos Cosmatos, with a heaping spoonful of Hobbie. But in saying that, I fully acknowledge that only Panos Cosmatos could make a film as great as Donnie Hobbie.
Hobbie’s adrenaline-fueled story is not only expertly crafted, but chock-full of blood, guts, and viscera; it’s the epitome of a midnight movie. From blood geysers, hammers to heads, and shotguns galore, Jump Scare has a kill for everyone. While the effects, both practical and digital, make the film a blast to watch, it’s the performance of the main cast that sells this film. Have you ever watched a film and thought, “No one else could ever play this role”? That’s exactly how I feel about Jump Scare‘s cast. Every single actor was perfectly cast, and I can’t picture this film without every single one of them.
The Deeper Meaning Within Jump Scare
Not only is Jump Scare visually entertaining, but it has a deeper message that may become easily lost within the chainsaws and hammers. The running commentary in the film centers around the question “is metal dead”? This comes on the heels of the idea of sampling within metal music. When sampling comes up, the idea of art theft is broached. And this got me thinking. Jump Scare‘s antagonists are cannibals, and, if you think about it, sampling is a form of art theft. And what is art theft if not a form of self-cannibalism?
Jump Scare weirdly embodies this analogue of art theft = cannibalism. When art STOPS being original, when artistry is stripped away, are we not just creating more of the same? That’s why mainstream music, a la songs heard on any IHEARTRADIO station, doesn’t sit well with many people. That’s not to say sampling (or paying homage) is bad by any means. It’s when the main appeal of your song (or film) is solely predicated on work done [better] by others that came before, then what the hell are we doing?
Proper Homage vs. Soulless Ripoffs
That’s why Jump Scare works so well. There’s one particular scene that could easily be described as Hobbie’s version of the ear scene in Reservoir Dogs. But even in this explicitly blatant reference, Hobbie still makes it his own. Every time you watch one of those YouTube compilations that shows the original version and Tarantino’s version next to each other, it’s nearly impossible to tell the difference. It’s where substance and style clash. I love a Tarantino film (not the man) as much as the next person, but it’s impossible to watch one of his films without questioning, “which filmmaker did he steal this from?” While watching Jump Scare, you can pick out the inspiration without feeling bogged down by a soulless ripoff.
Jump Scare surprised me until the very last second, something that films struggle to do nowadays. God, I sound old. If you’re looking for a truly insane double feature, you could easily pair this film with Chainsaws Were Singing or All Jacked Up and Full of Worms. But if you just want to see the most truly surprising Eric Roberts cameo, then Jump Scare will fill that void for you.
Brandon Cronenberg’s Infinity Pool has aged like fine wine. Sour, very dry, sickening wine. That’s not a crack on its quality, mind you. It’s moreover an observation of its embittering social relevance and how hard to swallow it really is in its best moments. And at its best, Infinity Pool is a bleak tale of bizzarro technology and even more bizarre people that most noticeably channels the soul of films like Brian Yuzna’s Society (though dialing the camp of that slimy feature way, way back).
Author James Foster (Alexander Skarsgard) vacations to an island resort in the nation of Li Tolqa in search of inspiration for his next book. When he and his wife Em meet a couple, they’re quickly lured by them into a prohibited excursion outside of the resort’s grounds. But on James’ drive back from the countryside, he kills a pedestrian in a hit and run accident. After he’s quickly arrested for the murder and jailed, he finds out about the draconian revenge-killing laws of Li Tolqa—and of the sickening high-tech workaround he can pay for to avoid his death.
Why You Might Not Remember Much About Infinity Pool
If you don’t remember Infinity Pool as much more than “that film Brandon Cronenberg did after Possessor”, I can’t say I blame you. It was a 2023 release that got smothered early on in the year. Not only by a lack of an audience thanks to lackluster marketing, but by the absolute behemoth that was released only a few days prior to it: Skinamarink.
That dark, mumbly miracle experiment effectively swallowed all the surrounding releases of that January into itself and erased all the doors and windows out. Infinity Pool never really stood a chance. Which is a shame because between the two, for my money at least, Infinity Pool was the more disturbing offering despite its very straightforward storytelling and lack of experimental visuals.
A Tale of Class and Cruelty in Infinity Pool
Those who have seen Infinity Pool might argue with me on that last point. Sure, there are psychedelic sequences of hallucinogenic madness. Exhibitions of cruelty that feel more like nightmares than reality in the way they’re staged. But I wouldn’t quite count them as experimental; especially when a lot of the style is being pulled from what Cronenberg mastered in Possessor. And their kaleidoscopic array of blurred images, smeared light, and psychosexual shots isn’t really the main draw here.
Infinity Pool really shines when it’s painting in the neutral tones of luxury and then contrasting those beiges and browns with harsh splatters of blood red and rotten soul black. It’s in how it transitions from observing the mundane nature of the ultra-wealthy vacationing in Li Tolqa to allowing us to peer into what’s really inside of them.
Infinity Pool Exposes the Moral Rot of Wealth and Privilege
We watch what happens when they’re allowed to commit crimes with no restraint; more frighteningly, it lets us see that that consequence is more of a reward for their bad behavior than it is a trade-off. On paper, the premise feels comically simple. We’re all well aware of the cushy insulation wealth allows the rich to evade due punishment for their crimes. But Infinity Pool is a real mask-off moment that examines the unfettered cruelty that insulation affords.
It really does feel like seeing people go beyond the pale and it questions the ideological motives behind that evil. Is it a pursuit of strength, or a pursuit of entertainment? How detached from reality are our ultra-rich killers on vacation? Or is this actually a reality in its own right, a constructed one built on pure cash flow and amorality? Is it any more illegitimate than the capital that allowed it to exist in the first place? On paper, simple, but in execution the questions it asks are surprisingly interesting.
An All-Star Performance by Mia Goth
The characters trying to pull James into their circle of bad influence are, of course, shallow and inhuman by nature. The only one who offers any sort of puzzle is Mia Goth’s character Gabi, one half of the couple that lures James and Em out of the resort as the inciting incident. Even when her motives appear to be clear, Goth’s performance and line deliveries find new ways to spiral into a whirlpool of oddity that keeps you guessing.
Alexander Skarsgard, on the other hand is playing a very passive character in James. His performance mainly consists of reacting and being pulled deeper and deeper into the energetic spiral that Goth generates. This isn’t preferable since he doesn’t have many standout moments and is dry with many of his reactions, to say the least. That being said, it becomes quickly apparent that James himself has very little sense of self and is an empty vessel for any sort of drive or emotion. The question then becomes what is going to fill that emptiness inside of him, if it even can be filled. Which is why, by the film’s final frames, the answer is downright bleak.
Cronenberg Tackles Neo-colonialism and Orientalism
If there’s one final thing I have to praise, it’s what Cronenberg thematically explores through the use of the setting. The island resort and its parasitic relationship with the nation of Li Tolqa is my personal highlight of the film. It’s a horror show about how the bloated hands of neo-colonialism and orientalism choke countries and cultures to death in the pursuit of cheap thrills.
It generates some really great moments of dark humor but doesn’t get lost in what it’s trying to say. While the quest for carnal desires and questions of class divide are center stage, the phantom of colonialist powers and how they interface with their subject countries haunts the narrative the same way it haunts our real world. I just wish that it was more thoroughly integrated into the plot and its resolution, because by the third act it’s all but drained out.
Nonetheless, what Brandon Cronenberg made here is undoubtedly a sci-fi horror flint knife that saws through flesh and gnaws at the bone, not stopping its motion until it cuts through or breaks against the sensibilities of its viewer. Infinity Pool might not have gotten the attention it deserved at the box office, but its gouache approach to its subject matter and enduring relevance almost guarantee it a cult following in the coming years.
