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A still from Phantasm (1979)

Phantasm

1979 | United States | 89 min
aka:
  • Morningside
  • Watched on Friday Oct 16, 2020 via Blu-ray (2020 | Arrow Video)
    A-: 5 stars (out of 5)

    A friend’s birthday sleepover. The dead of night. Lying tucked inside my He-Man sleeping bag on the living room floor of a strange, dark house. This was how I first watched Phantasm. It traumatized me.

    It’s told from a kid’s point-of-view. One who’s put away his toys but hasn’t yet discovered girls. His parents died a few months earlier in a car crash. Now, he follows his older brother everywhere. In the process, he uncovers some strange goings-on involving the local mortician, played by Angus Scrimm.

    I love how writer-director Don Coscarelli avoids traditional plot tropes. When no one believes him, the kid breaks into the mortuary. After evading a lethal flying ball, he escapes with a gruesome piece of evidence. The next morning, he shows his older brother, who takes a single look and says, “Okay, I believe you.” A lesser film would see the boy lose the evidence during his escape, or have the older brother dismiss it with some awkward rationalization.

    I won’t reveal any more of the plot, as much of the film’s joy comes from the unexpected directions it takes. It plays like a surreal nightmare. Scenes feel disjointed. We often sense we’re missing something. These gaps only add to the film’s unrelenting sense of unease.

    Though it’s often lumped in with the slasher pictures that dominated early ’80s horror, Phantasm stands apart. It’s equal parts science fiction and dark fantasy. Take out the brief nudity and iconic chrome ball, and you’d have a PG-13 film.

    But about that ball. Those with squeamish stomachs may find it rough. As a special effect, it’s a collision of imagination, exploitation, and blood. Lots of blood.

    That ball pushed my younger self over the edge. Nightmares plagued me for weeks. So much of the film, from the stark white mortuary interiors to Scrimm himself, looks unsettling. It sounds unsettling too, with an ominous, disconcerting score that adds to the film’s impact.

    Watching it now, scenes tug at memories of a more brutal experience. One that carved itself into my malleable psyche and sewed the seeds of my predilection for nihilistic, nightmarish horror.

Older Viewings

  • Watched on Sat Oct 26, 2019 via Alamo Drafthouse Cinema - Woodbridge
  • Watched on Sat Sep 24, 2016 via Alamo Drafthouse Cinema - One Loudoun

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