TEAR ME APART. (2016) DIRECTED BY ALEX LIGHTMAN. WRITTEN BY TOM KEREVAN. PRODUCED BY ALEX LIGHTMAN AND TOM KEREVAN. 'WAYFARING STRANGER' SUNG BY GRACE LIGHTMAN. STARRING JENNIE EGGLETON, ALFIE STEWART AND FRAZER ALEXANDER. REVIEW BY SANDRA HARRIS. ©
This is a strange, grim movie, filmed in Cornwall and possibly
the most unusual piece of cinema I've seen so far this year. It's billed as a
'cannibal romantic horror' and
it's set entirely on an English coastline in a post-apocalyptic era.
How'd'you like them apples...?
Haha. I told you it was a strange one. Let me see if I can set the
scene for you lovely horror fans. (I'm allowed to call you
lovely; I'm one of you...!)
Okay, so
we've got two adult brothers, living together in a cave at the beach.
It's a gorgeous beach with the bluest of blue seas, but it's not the
kind of sandy stretch where you have topless women sunbathing on
loungers and sipping brightly-coloured drinks from a glass with a
little cocktail umbrella in it. Oh dear me no...
Rather, it's
the less glamorous kind of beach in a slightly dystopian future where
two brothers hide out and wait nine long years for their dad to come
back with news of what's going on in the rest of the world. Nine
long years...? I don't think I'd
wait that long for anyone to
come back from anywhere. (Who am
I kidding? I've waited longer for exes to phone or text me back...!)
Nonetheless,
these two nameless lads are interminably waiting for their departed 'Father,'
and while they wait they live a miserable existence. There are other
men besides themselves left alive after whatever cataclysmic event it was that wiped out
all the women (yep, only the women!) and
the brothers hide from them, assuming that they only mean them harm.
The two
lads eat the meat off anyone they catch and kill, hence the tag of
cannibalism, and huddle together in their cave gradually forgetting
everything they ever knew about life in the 'old world'
before whatever happened
happened, if you know what I mean. A man's apparently just been
killed when the viewers come in and the younger brother's tearing
into him like he's a free buffet, which I suppose he is...!
It's such a
depressing existence that you'd wonder why they don't try to snuff it
out. Still, to wonder that would be to underestimate the human desire for
survival. That urge is pretty strong in the two brothers, but it's
not the only urge that flames in their manly bosoms, as we're about
to find out.
Yep, into
this grim situation comes Molly, the only woman the brothers have
seen in presumably nine years. She's a fatherless waif too, searching
for her missing Pops, and she hopes that the two brothers will help
her. Naturally, she comes between them. Naturally...! Whatever
happened to 'bros before hos...?'
The brothers are
fully-grown adult males, at least physically (whatever about
emotionally), and they don't need a textbook to tell them what bits
go where. There's a funny scene in which the older brother is (ahem) masturbating away big-time while fondling a sleeping Molly's breast. Molly
wakes up suddenly and the shame-faced lad whips his hand away before
finishing what he's started with his back to her. Men...!
Anyway, Molly
(mainly by flashing her pert little boobies!) forces the two brothers to confront the
fact that there may be life beyond their own little patch of sand. I
personally wondered if perhaps normal life was going on elsewhere the whole
time without the two lads' knowledge...?
Their
ridiculous insistence on observing their absent (but obviously dead)
father's rules regarding boundaries could well have kept them stuck
in their horrible dreary existence for longer than was necessary.
Wouldn't that be such a sickener?
That's
exactly the kind of thing that would happen to me if
I were ever in a post-apocalyptic situation. If there's a boo-boo of that nature to
be made, I'll make it,
you can be one hundred percent sure of that.
I also
wondered who in that post-apocalyptic community was cutting and styling the lads' hair, especially the
older brother who had a cute headful of tight neatly gelled curls. I loved the
clearly dystopian overcoat worn by the chief Raider (there's
a dress code for these situations, you know) and also the
bleak and mournful MIDNIGHT EXPRESS-style
music that conjured up Turkish prisons and the Muslim call to prayer.
If
you think that that kind of music would be out of place in a
'cannibal romantic horror,' well,
you'd be right and you'd
be wrong. It's an odd, quirky kind of film and therefore I wouldn't
presume to say what was right for it or wrong, do you know what I
mean? I think I know
what I mean anyway, haha, so that's all right...!
Anyway,
this unusual and beautifully-shot movie is all set for online release
on June 16th
2016, just two days after my birthday(!) and a mere one day
after its UK theatrical release at The Genesis, Whitechapel. What a
cool-sounding venue.
AUTHOR BIOGRAPHY OF SANDRA
HARRIS.
Sandra Harris is a Dublin-based novelist, film blogger and movie reviewer. She has studied Creative Writing and Film-Making. She has published a number of e-books on the following topics: horror film reviews, multi-genre film reviews, womens' fiction, erotic fiction, erotic horror fiction and erotic poetry. Several new books are currently in the pipeline. You can browse or buy any of Sandra's books by following the link below straight to her Amazon Author Page:
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You can contact Sandra at:
http://sandrafirstruleoffilmclubharris.wordpress.com
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