The Queue: Blumhouse Tilt – THE VEIL, CURVE and VISIONS

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IMG_2279Jared McMillan // Film Critic

Beginning in 2009 with the first PARANORMAL ACTIVITY, Blumhouse Productions has become one of the more synonymous names in horror. Started by Jason Blum, their movies work on an independent model, using a micro budget in all of its production endeavors to attain maximum profit for the company. For instance, the PARANORMAL ACTIVITY movies were made on a total budget of around $28 million, but have grossed a total of $727 million.

Because of this model, Blumhouse churns out more horror movies every year since their inception. Some of them are huge hits (INSIDIOUS, SINISTER, THE PURGE), some are complete misses (THE LORDS OF SALEM, THE GREEN INFERNO), but they always turn a profit. Every now and then they’ll take on a different project (Blumhouse produced the Academy Award-winning WHIPLASH), but they stick to the horror genre for their bread-and-butter.

In 2014, Blumhouse started an offshoot of their company called BH Tilt. This side of the production looks to cast a wider net for Blumhouse, primarily for other platforms outside of the cineplexes, such as VOD or streaming services. Just last week, BH Tilt dropped three new titles onto Netflix without much fanfare. In this edition of The Queue, Fresh Fiction takes a look at which are worth your view.

THE VEIL | 93 min | R
Director: Phil Joanou
Cast: Jessica Alba, Lily Rabe and Thomas Jane

Sarah (AMERICAN HORROR STORY’s Lily Rabe), the lone survivor of a cult mass suicide, agrees to return to the scene of the crime for a documentary crew, led by Maggie (Jessica Alba). They are interested to know more about what happened that day, as both women have links to that tragic day. But, as soon as they step on the premises, things start going bump in the night, getting worse with every reel of footage they watch. Soon enough, the crew members start changing, and the terror grows with every fact that comes to the surface.

Directed by Phil Joanou, what could’ve been something found footage-like is thankfully avoided, however there is an overdose of fish-eye lens that distracts from the film. Also, a lot of the plot revolves around past home footage that is unbalanced in presentation, and Sarah’s transition from victim just sort of happens. The movie is saved by its third act, as the audience realizes just who Jim Jacobs (played with scene-chewing verve by Thomas Jane) really was as leader of the cult. Jacobs is the center of the movie, so the more screen time he has, the better the movie gets, and it ends on a very good note. It’s a lot of clumsiness to get to a well-done payoff.

CURVE | 86 min | R
Director: Iain Softley
Cast: Julianne Hough, Teddy Sears, Penelope Mitchell

Mallory (Julianne Hough) is on the road, moving out to be with her fiancée. Her car breaks down in the middle of the desert, and out of nowhere, Christian (THE FLASH’s Teddy Sears) helps give her a jump. Driving him back to town, he makes it known that he’s there for evil intentions, and Mallory drives her car off a curve to stop him. However, he makes it out and she’s trapped, where Christian leaves her there as a form of long torture. Can she escape before he eventually kills her?

Honestly, it’s impossible to care. The movie is so boring, neither going to a horrific mood or a campy feel. Mallory screams with a raspy voice so often that it sounds like she’s straining to act terrified. Christian’s motives are never really explained, and he’s just not that terrifying as a villain. It’s slowly paced and there were instances where I had to fight the urge to turn it off. A complete miss and a complete mess.

VISIONS | 82 min | R
Director: Kevin Greutert
Cast: Isla Fisher, Anson Mount and Gillian Jacobs

The movie opens on a terrible car accident, with Evie (Isla Fisher) in the hospital. She’s confused, but certain that people died. Flash forward a year later, Evie and her husband David (Anson Mount) have purchased a house and vineyard, and are also expecting a baby. As soon as they move in, Evie starts experiencing hallucinations, while everyone else thinks she’s delusional. She gets put on medication, but stops the pills once she knows that these visions mean something… but what?

VISIONS seems to be unsure of itself as the movie goes along. The scares are a bit generic and everybody, aside from the protagonist, is light on emotion. This is all done to lull the viewer in order to achieve maximum impact with its climax. There’s definitely something special about the house, but not at all what you think. The scares are given reason, which is something that gets glossed over in most horror movies. Not great by any means, but the movie winds up to be something decent.

All three titles are available to stream on Netflix right now.

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Preston Barta

Hello, there! My name is Preston Barta, and I am the features editor of Fresh Fiction and senior film critic at the Denton Record-Chronicle. My cinematic love story began where I was born: off planet on the isolated desert world of the Jakku system. It's there I passed the time scavenging for loose parts with my good friend Rey. One day I found an old film projector and a dusty reel of the 1975 film JAWS. It rocked my world so much that I left my kinfolk in the rearview (I so miss their morning cups of green milk) to pursue my dreams of writing about film. It wasn't long until I met two gents who said they would give me a lift. I can't recall their names, but one was an older man who liked to point a lot and the other was a tall, hairy fella. They got me as far as one of Jupiter's moons where we crossed paths with the U.S.S. Enterprise. Some pointy-eared bastard said I was clear to come aboard. He saw that I was clutching my beloved shark movie and invited me to the "moving pictures room" where he was screening the 1993 film JURASSIC PARK to his crew. He said my life would be much more prosperous if I were familiar with more work by the god named Steven Spielberg. From there, my love for cinema blossomed. Once we reached planet Earth, everything changed. I found the small town of Denton, TX, and was welcomed into the Barta family. They showed me the writings of local film critic Boo Allen. He became my hero and caused me to chase a degree in film and journalism. After my studies at graduate of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I met some film critics who showed me the ropes and got me into my first press screening: 2011's THE GREEN LANTERN. Don't worry; I recovered just fine. MAD MAX: FURY ROAD was only four years away.