Years
ago, when the children were younger, they suffered a dreadful initiative
promulgated by the local school system.
They were forced to sign contracts in which they promised to omit
television from their lives for five days.
The intention was to encourage more active forms of entertainment, to
foster reading and family interaction.
As with all good intentions, this one certainly inserted a cobblestone
or two into the emerging road to Hell.
But there was a bright spot along that wide boulevard: I was able to watch an evening of television
on the Friday of that week without competition or controversy.
My
selfishness was justly and deservedly rewarded.
What was on TV that night was The
Lurking Fear, (1994), and because parental discretion was advised, I could
banish the entire family from the basement—where television belongs—and watch
this film without interruptions. At
least not from them. The network—can you guess which one?—provided
generous commercial interruptions, so many that soon the movie resembled one of
the victims of the ghouls it depicts.
The Lurking Fear was very loosely based on Lovecraft’s story
of the same name. It would be more
accurate to say it contained elements of several of his stories, a pastiche of
several Lovecraftian themes and settings:
hereditary horror, the corruption and devolution of isolated communities,
a monstrous elder race, a defiled church, and subterranean tunnels of filth,
terror and decay. The original story is
one of a number of Lovecraft stories that contain ghouls. You probably have read Pickman’s Model, for example, or seen the Night Gallery episode that features this story, (second season,
eleventh episode).
Produced
by Full Moon Productions, and similar to other products of that company, The Lurking Fear is pretty low budget, which
does not necessarily mean dreadfully
acted and awfully written, as was the case here. However, the film did contain occasional moments
of cleverness. The ghouls show evidence
of intelligence and problem solving ability.
They are not just blood thirsty brutes.
Basically,
what happens in the movie is this: the
last member of the Martense clan is released from prison after serving time for
a murder he did not commit. He returns
to his home town and meets with an old crony of his father’s. His father had been a criminal of some
repute. The father’s friend, once a
petty thief, but now an undertaker, asks the younger Martense’s help in
locating a huge sum of stolen money that his father had buried.
A
cryptic map reveals that the money is buried in the grave of the policeman who
set his father up, in the cemetery of Leffert's Corner. The young Martense reluctantly agrees to
help. He finds out later that three old
associates of his father are also after the money. These include Benton, their leader, one of
his henchman, and his evil blond gun mall.
It
is sometimes the case that a tedious crime drama can be enlivened by the appearance
of an occasional flesh eating ghoul. But
the reverse is rarely true. Ghouls are a
distraction, as are hardened criminals, and with both competing for attention,
the film quickly loses focus. Perhaps the intent was to bring about
the unholy matrimony of crime and horror in order to produce even more
unspeakable offspring. One of the earliest
precedents for this that I can recall is Roger Corman’s Beast from Haunted Cave (1957).
Meanwhile,
holed up in an ancient church adjacent to an old cemetery are several of the
townspeople, among them an alcoholic doctor, a laborer, an expectant mother,
(possibly carrying the evil spawn of one of the ghoulish subterranean creatures),
the parish priest and a female demolitions expert who is reminiscent of the Ripley
character in the Alien movies. She is by default the leader of this group.
They
are hiding in the church because Leffert’s Corner has been under increasing
attack by subterranean ghouls who feed on the townspeople and steal their
babies. Evidently this has been going on
for some time now, and they have had enough. The townspeople want to blow the
creatures up. At this point, boomers may
want to sing the old disaster song, “There’s Got to Be a Morning After”.
Unfortunately,
what Lovecraftian elements are present are frequently eclipsed by the film noir
inspired gangster characters, who goofily lose control of the situation, then
regain it, then lose it again after several spur of the moment scuffles with
either the good guys or the inconvenient ghouls. Because the gangsters are so nasty, (and,
relatively speaking, the better actors as well), they are often scarier than
the ghouls, and steal the show. The
ghouls are offered few lines.
In
the film, the character of Martense is a brawny, tan young man who speaks with
a pronounced southwestern accent. Almost no one in a typical Lovecraft story
would have a tan. The character’s
demeanor and dialect would outfit him better for a country western music video
or an advertisement for barbecue sauce.
He was wildly incongruous with the setting of the film, and with Lovecraft’s
fiction in general. Lovecraft’s
protagonists tend to be pale, emaciated scholars from old New England families.
They would never take off their shirts, nor involve themselves in physical
fights. Horrors! Nor would they have been drawn from the
criminal classes.
The
film was choppy due to the careless editing for television—admittedly not the
best place to view any movie. At the
end, the audience will not be sure exactly what happened to the characters
assembled in the church, and how Martense, the pregnant woman, and the female
demolitions expert escaped all of the explosions and flames at the end.
Movies
of this kind rely on a lot of explosions to move the plot along—typically in
all directions, along with the debris. But
there is an inverse relationship between the quality of a film and the number
of explosions it contains. Increase one
and the other is diminished. This film
contains a fair number of explosions.
It
was disappointing how little was done with the revelation that Martense is
related by “bad blood’ to the ghouls in the tunnels beneath church and cemetery. This is often a key point of a Lovecraft
story: the protagonist discovers an evil
he has in fact inherited, that is a part of his identity, and from which he
cannot escape. The news is usually
either shattering psychologically or queasily reassuring to the character at
the end.
According
to tradition, Martense should have eventually converted to ghoulhood, but
nothing actually follows from his discovery of the dreaded “Mark of the
Martense.” He makes some desultory remarks
at the end about being afraid of what was “inside him”. Typically there is at least a change in
dietary preferences at this point.
The
film’s strongest point was the attention to details of the setting: the run down little town, the decaying
church, the building storm clouds. The
underground tunnels with openings in the walls or floors of homes, all
ineffectually boarded up—these were effective in creating a chill. A town under siege from something below—think of Tremors (1990)—is deeply unsettling and a powerful source of
suspense and horror.
The
makeup and costuming of the ghouls was pretty convincing, although the
creatures were shown in their entirety too early in the movie. The film, though not satisfying, was not
boring. With the exception of some old Night
Gallery episodes from the early 70s, and some very recent films, it is
difficult to find movies that respect the integrity of Lovecraft’s work. Somewhat older films, such as Re-Animator (1985) and From Beyond (1986) were fairly true to
the original, but lost some of the flavor of the original stories by
incorporating elements of more modern horror and thriller films. (Both of these films from the 80s featured
the talented Jeffrey Combs in key roles; he is completely underutilized in The Lurking Fear).
To
be fair, it is probably very challenging to film a Lovecraft story, since so
much of the action is research, discovery, rumination and marveling at—or fleeing
from—awesome and frightful entities.
Lovecraft is effective at establishing setting and mood in his stories,
as well conceptualizing what is truly and supernaturally horrifying. His settings and ideas are unfortunately often
relegated to mere ingredients to be sprinkled into films that are otherwise
more action based. While it would be
difficult to make a purely Lovecraftian movie, he clearly has influenced many films
by contributing a vocabulary of settings, creatures and mythologies.
“No
TV” Week ended the Friday night that I watched The Lurking Fear. However,
before returning the basement and television to the children, I felt the need
to examine the walls and floor for signs of disturbance…
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