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Space hasn't been this scary since Alien. While still sci-fi, we see haunted house movie elements are in place; the house is now a ship (complete with the corpses of its former crew), lightning is now a nebula storm, and ghosts are... well, mostly past nightmares of each individual. The Event Horizon is decorated with spikes, gothic chambers, and body parts, drawing the interior fashion sense of the future into question. Green, the color of life, is used predominately to make the ship and crew seem less human and more something else. One horrifying scene has one of the rescue crew (named Justin, natch) possessed by the ship's new intelligence, which forces him to enter the airlock. When the exterior lock is almost open, Justin regains control of himself just in time to get sucked out into the vaccuum of space (which proves to be pretty gruesome and instructional, should I ever come into that situation). Scenes like this rescue Event Horizon from being a pretty crappy movie. When the rescue crew discover the recording log and view the moment the ship launched into hell (with the crew mutating and — I think — somebody's arm launching out of someone else's mouth), Miller has the best line in the film. "We're leaving," he deadpans. Despite all this, the acting is about fourth-rate, even from Fishburne (who does tuff, gruff, "I have no fuzzy emotions" routine). To try to liven up the cast, they throw in the oppressed-in-horror-movies black guy (who perhaps has one good line), and the ship's engineer is a nice slice of sardonic reliability, but that's about it. Also, the plot twists are very predictable. When the rescue crew first boards the Event Horizon, they encounter explosive charges in the ship's connecting corridor. Obliging the audience, they stop and discuss how these are for blowing the ship in two so that the front portion can be used as a lifeboat. At that point, Lance and I shouted, "Foreshadowing!" It kinda goes on like that, with the stupid crew not getting out of there until it's five minutes too late, and with few real surprises (the eventual bad guy is evident from the first scene in the film). So one must weigh the pros and cons. You got a substandard plot with poor actors, but the scares and horror effects are guaranteed to keep you edgy... mostly if you see this movie at night by yourself.
However, I hate Event Horizon. Because it has all the elements right, and I mean all of them; it absolutely terrifies me. Me, a 27-year old full grown man can be pretty easily reduced to a mewling frightened kitten simply by putting this video in the VCR and pressing play. There are sequences I watch with one eye through laced fingers. There are sequences I look away from and cringe. I’m getting all goosebumpy just thinking about it now, in fact. The very first time I saw Event Horizon, I went into the cinema knowing nothing about the film at all. As an insomniac, I’d taken to watching late night showings of movies at the local cineplex with a friend of mine; this particular Friday, having seen everything that we wanted to, went to see Event Horizon based purely on the premise that it had a spaceship on the poster. Looking back, I realise what a dreadful, terrible mistake that was. My suspicions should have been aroused as soon as Sam Neill showed up in the cast. Hands up, who doesn’t find Sam Neill creepy? I thought not. And having seen In The Mouth Of Madness around the same time, Sam Neill’s presence should have set off my "your brain is about to be forcibly liquefied and dribble out of your cranial cavity" alarms. But no, I soldiered on, oblivious to the horror which awaited me. See, the deal with Event Horizon (you were wondering when I was going to get round to the plot, weren’t you?) is this: in an attempt to get out of the Solar System, Dr. Weir (Sam Neill) built an experimental ship seven years ago. With a crew of jolly astronauts on board, they set off on the vessel in question, the titular Event Horizon, for a little jaunt around the cosmos, just to make sure everything was shipshape. But when the ship never came back, well, everyone assumed that the navigator must have had the Fish for his in-flight meal, and the expensive ship was lost forever. Dr. Weir’s life goes down the tubes faster than the suction flush on the space shuttle, and to top things off, his wife tops herself off in the bathtub. Poor, lonely, insane Sam Neill. Oh, did I mention that we learn in the first 30 seconds of the film that Dr Weir hallucinates his dead wife in his dreams? And yet, I still didn’t figure out this film was set to squish my manhood and reduce me to a cowering wretch in the space of a couple of hours. What a blind fool I was. However, all is not lost in the life of Dr. Weir - because amazingly, only six years and 10 months overdue, the Event Horizon suddenly appears around Neptune, broadcasting a distress signal. Obviously, the guys who bought this big hunk of metal are keen to know what happened, so Weir and a salvage crew lead by Captain Miller (a pre-Morpheus Lawrence Fishburne) are sent out to check out the Event Horizon and figure out what happened. However, all isn’t quite as it appears to be with the good ship Event Horizon; as the salvage crew soon discover when they realise that the interior decorators of the Event Horizon have remodelled the entirety of the inside with an interesting new wallpaper called "Dead Flesh of Former Crewmen". Martha Stewart, eat your heart out. By this point, I’ve twigged that this isn’t your normal sci-fi flick; however, I’m also pretty much hooked into the movie now. Now, were I the salvage crew in this situation, I’d be hauling ass away as fast as my ship could carry me. Trouble is, these crewmen are pretty devoted to their jobs. Oh, and their salvage ship has had kind of an accident, so they need to make some repairs. And remember Sam Neill? He’s also going totally fruit loops right about now, making Cpt. Miller and his band of merry men’s jobs even more difficult. From this point on, the film is a paranoia scare-fest in outer space which just doesn’t stop. Disturbing imagery? Check. Creepy lighting, creepy soundtrack, sense of impending doom? Right here. People gouging out their own eyes? Oh, baby, this film has it all! Its scary and creepy; the ship itself looks like someone took a gothic cathedral, made it out of skin, and put it in space. Sam Neill is the scariest man alive, and the screenwriters do a great job of writing so many absolutely horribly scary situations that at least one of them is bound to make you go "urgh." The salvage crew are kinda vanilla, but since they’re only in the film mainly to go insane or die in interesting and gruesome ways, we can forgive them that. After all, who wants to spend 25 minutes examining in detail one of the characters relationships with the rest of the crew, and his family history, only to have him blasted out of an airlock 28 minutes into the film? I thought not. Don’t expect this to be clever or deep; scratch the surface, and its really just The Amityville Horror in space with a Hellraiser motif, but there are no glaring flaws either. Watch this film with the lights off, on your own, and I guarantee you’ll be sleeping with the nightlight on and a gun under your pillow for a few nights afterwards. Sweet dreams!
This film had some potential. Listening to the setup and watching the trailer, it really looked like it could be scary. Then I started actually watching it. The opening expository segments are rather obviously just that, and when we're introduced to the cast (including those who will survive the movie) there is not much success in making us care what happens to them.2 The instant you see the tension between Laurence Fishburne and Sam Neill, it's fairly obvious that one of them is going to flip out before the end of the film, and the only question is which one is going to try to kill everyone and which one is going to turn out to be noble and self-sacrificing. And the fact that Sam Neill's scientist keeps seeing his naked dead wife tends to provide a clue.3 Up until things get freaky, his character mostly spends his time looking wild-eyed and providing plot exposition, sort of the way he did in Jurassic Park and Merlin.4 And what about the horror elements? There is a certain horror to the idea of dying in space, out in the endless cold and the dark. Unfortunately, that was explored far better in 2001: A Space Odyssey than it ever is here, although 2001 was not a horror flick per se. There's that good old "you would implode if you jumped out an airlock" trope so beloved of science fiction writers, and there's the idea of drifting endlessly until your air runs out, but those are slow-burn kinds of fear. They don't mesh well with the over-the-top Goth Disco look inside the Event Horizon (the titular doomed spaceship), all blackened spikes and neon strobe lights, nor with the equally over-the-top images of Dantean torture and mutilation of the flesh that appear as the film goes on. There's also the fact that, unlike the interiors of the Lewis and Clark, the Event Horizon is far too large to maintain the fearful claustrophobia this film really needed. Oh, the director tries with having people crawl into vent spaces and crowding rooms with sharp metal things, but like so many things in this film, it doesn't quite work. I could also stand to have a few more things explained in more detail. Neill's character was aiming for Proxima Centauri, right? How did he get the coordinates to his Madeleine L'engle wrinkle-in-time tesseract device so messed up that the ship went to Hell when he's supposed to be such a brilliant mathematician? What the heck does the "living" ship want another crew for when it killed the first one? Why is Sam Neill's dead wife, in life a harmless individual who killed herself and no one else, afforded such status in the people in Hell category? How is that reality so connected to this one as to allow for his pre-ship visions and the "twist ending?" And why, most importantly, does only some of the crew have the Hell-visions once everything starts going down the tubes? That could really have been explained more, or at all, for that matter. In the end, if you're not floored by the awful images5 to the point that you miss everything else, there's not much to this film.
1 Just check out Roger Ebert, whose skin is now so thick it can repel small-caliber bullets.
Is It Worth Staying Through End Credits?
Intermission! [some sources: IMDb]
The Event Horizon was modeled on Notre Dame cathedral. Its interior is filled with cruciform shapes. The model of the Event Horizon includes a complete "X-Wing" from Star Wars as part of an antenna array. The model is visible on the lower portion of the Event Horizon during the first flyby by the Lewis & Clark. Director Anderson was forced to cut over 20 minutes of violent scenes so the film could reach the R-rating. Groovy Quotes
D.J.: I wasn't going to tell you this. I've been listening to the distress signal, and I, um, think I made a mistake in the translation. [Plays the distress signal.]
Dr. Weir: Where we're going, we won't need eyes to see.
Miller: Vacate! I want off this ship!
Cooper: So, would like something hot and black inside you? Soundtrack Review
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