Devil's Night: Dawn of the Nain Rouge (2020)
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IMDB: A military veteran who returns home, works in law enforcement and she's assigned to a supernatural case that's surrounded by urban myth and legend.
While this is technically correct, IMDB doesn't cover even a shadow of a whisper of this truly bizarre movie experience.
We watched this after the Marche de Nain Rouge parade in Detroit this year -- "somebody musta made a movie about this local folklore devil," we said.
And boy, did somebody make a movie. It's a low-budget, high-enthusiasm cop drama with war flashbacks about people being killed by a mysterious monster and also there are gangs, and somebody is the mayor's son or godson and the mayor loves Canadian turkey, and the movie is set in a cottage community 90 minutes outside of Detroit, but somehow this cottage community also contains Detroit, in all its crumbling-infrastructure glory, but the characters also go to Detroit, somehow, and Eminem's little brother is in the first third of the movie delivering glassy-eyed stares at nothing at all, but then the movie forgets all about him, and it turns out the town elders are doing a Hot Fuzz, kinda, but with the welding-artist son of a veteran whose daughter was the protagonist's best friend in Unspecified Europe War, and Eminem's little brother was also there, and I think her old commanding officer, and later there's an archivist with an impressive moustache and a strong East Indian accent for some reason, and an elder statesman rapper is also the Canadian turkey-loving mayor of Detroit (or the small town), nobody knows how to pronounce the name "Orion" consistently, and there's a scampering demon in a hoodie who likes to Darkman around on buildings... a lot of people wear "Detroit Life' streetwear, maybe there's a sponsor connection there? Did I mention Eminem's little brother stares blankly at things and yells from time to time?
This movie is a workout. It's somehow fascinating and really boring at the same time. It's wildly incompetent but with these little flashes of decency -- the lead actor Jesi Jensen, who seems to toil regularly in these vineyards (her preceding film is a Late Sizemore joint called Abstruse, which look like a pip) is really giving it her all, and is better than whatever this is. It's not good-bad, really, but it's kind of riveting in its total commitment to being whatever the hell it is.
I cannot in good conscience recommend this movie, but if you choose to watch this movie, it delivers a lot of stuff, and then you have to deal with all that stuff.
We watched this after the Marche de Nain Rouge parade in Detroit this year -- "somebody musta made a movie about this local folklore devil," we said.
And boy, did somebody make a movie. It's a low-budget, high-enthusiasm cop drama with war flashbacks about people being killed by a mysterious monster and also there are gangs, and somebody is the mayor's son or godson and the mayor loves Canadian turkey, and the movie is set in a cottage community 90 minutes outside of Detroit, but somehow this cottage community also contains Detroit, in all its crumbling-infrastructure glory, but the characters also go to Detroit, somehow, and Eminem's little brother is in the first third of the movie delivering glassy-eyed stares at nothing at all, but then the movie forgets all about him, and it turns out the town elders are doing a Hot Fuzz, kinda, but with the welding-artist son of a veteran whose daughter was the protagonist's best friend in Unspecified Europe War, and Eminem's little brother was also there, and I think her old commanding officer, and later there's an archivist with an impressive moustache and a strong East Indian accent for some reason, and an elder statesman rapper is also the Canadian turkey-loving mayor of Detroit (or the small town), nobody knows how to pronounce the name "Orion" consistently, and there's a scampering demon in a hoodie who likes to Darkman around on buildings... a lot of people wear "Detroit Life' streetwear, maybe there's a sponsor connection there? Did I mention Eminem's little brother stares blankly at things and yells from time to time?
This movie is a workout. It's somehow fascinating and really boring at the same time. It's wildly incompetent but with these little flashes of decency -- the lead actor Jesi Jensen, who seems to toil regularly in these vineyards (her preceding film is a Late Sizemore joint called Abstruse, which look like a pip) is really giving it her all, and is better than whatever this is. It's not good-bad, really, but it's kind of riveting in its total commitment to being whatever the hell it is.
I cannot in good conscience recommend this movie, but if you choose to watch this movie, it delivers a lot of stuff, and then you have to deal with all that stuff.
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