Trilogy of Terror
By Marcus Pan
In the midst of a nearly 48 hour straight
period of working in the home office, I took a break and delved into one of the
recent DVD reviews I had to look at. I was intrigued by this one because it
really tries to grow over the B-cult fare that Ive seen earlier from Dark
Sky Films. And it has such notable names attached to the project.
Made for TV, the Trilogy of Terror tells the story of
three women all played by Karen Black in three short Twilight
Zone like episodes. And no wonder the stories were written by Richard
Matheson of The Twilight Zone fame as well as William F. Nolan
(Logans Run). First off, I found the constant reminder that MPI
owns the rights to this and its only for private purposes overlayed at
the bottom of the screen at all times a bit of a nuisance, and additionally I
found all three episodes to be somewhat predictable in content.
The first episode tells the tale of a college teacher who
seems to have been taken advantage of by an amorous and controlling student
named Chad. Throughout the film Im full sure that the meek Julie is going
to turn the tables on Chad in some way, and I knew in my heart of hearts that
she had orchestrated it all somehow. Yes indeedy, dead on. Point Pan.
Next we have a story that opens with the humdrum and plain
laced Millicent warning folks about the antics of her Satan worshipping evil
sister Therese. From the get go I knew what was going on here a tell
tale and obvious case of dual personality syndrome. The clichéd
presentation of the super-prudish Millicent contrasted against the super-slutty
Therese couldnt have been any more obvious.
Lastly we get a full dosage of ghastly blue cheese. This one
has all the make-up of dated horror the living doll, the bathtub scene
(admittedly very low key for early TV of course, but implied) and the loud
screaming woman. She brings home a fetish doll for her anthropology professor
boyfriend. The doll has a gold chain around its waist and its said that if the
chain is removed the spirit of the African warrior that inhabits the doll will
bring it to life to kill again. Okey dokey
just before her bath, she puts
the doll down and the gold chain happily falls off. What follows could have
been comedy for all the laughs it got out of me. The ghastly big mouthed fetish
doll runs around slashing her a while, gets shoved in a suitcase to cut itself
out, thrown in an oven to burn and chases her from room to room. Im not
quite sure she didnt just leave, she had it locked in the suitcase for a
while. Plenty of time to get the fuck out of there, no? No. She eventually
wins, but becomes a basketcase.
There you have it predictable at worst, hilarious at
best. The fetish doll segment is my favorite as you can tell not nearly
as cool as Chuckie and even sillier than a Gremlin.
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