VIDEO ODDITIES 2011 Halloween Special

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Naturally, food is a favorite motif of the greatest surrealists - Buñuel and Švankmajer - and this film's director, while not in the same league, is at least a reject from the same school. Unfortunately the revealing dinner sequence doesn't lead to a dancing chicken dream sequence, but just the fact that dreams are such a pointedly important part of the story suggests surrealist leanings. Androgynous demons pull Karl out of bed and use ceremonial knives to make stigmatic lacerations under his chest (see next paragraph), mimicking Buñuel's iconic razor-to-eye imagery. Anna appears in the dream, taunting a tortured Karl by aggressively brushing her hair in front of him, her long, straight strands the fetishistic symbol from his earlier peeping session - just as it was for the man visiting the tomb of his dead sister only to find her silky locks still growing like Doña Elvira's to bookend The Phantom of Liberty (which also makes a flowing visual foil to the vibrissa of Jeanne Moreau's armpit hair in Diary of a Chambermaid, or the close-ups from Un Chien Andalou. There may even be a famous Buñuel hairbrush sequence that I'm forgetting here.) Masks and mannequins recall the marionette motifs of Švankmajer, particularly the tree stump that substitutes a real baby in Little Otik (Karl would love having Otik around, since he eats cats!) Rather than a corpse the "mother" is a dummy, so it's like Psycho (Karl even has an unthreatening stuffed owl, the low budget version of a study of stuffed birds casting ominous shadows) meets The Criminal Life of Archibaldo de la Cruz, complete with substitution mannequin murder scene.

If I'm really going to continue down this path where I compare a largely forgotten B-movie to Buñuel, I might as well go the whole way and mention its religious imagery. The architecture of the house is almost church-like, most of the action taking place in the large living with tall, arched ceilings. The first shot of the interior pans across the room from a youthful picture of Karl's mother to a life-sized statue of the Virgin Mary to the dummy in its wheelchair, a visual succession of mother's transition from living entity to sainted figure made of plastic. Karl "kills" this version of his mother to spare her the sight of his sins: sloth (his habit is to sleep until late afternoon), gluttony (the way he goes voraciously at that chicken), lust (spying on his sister), pride (complaining about not wanting to be treated like a child), envy (his obvious admiration of Tony), wrath (the eventual murders) and greed (more like selfishness I guess - demanding attention and wanting Anna to himself.) Karl, shirtless in giant tighty whities that look like a loincloth and resembling Jim "Jesus" Caviezel's nerdy younger brother, paints a Christ-like figure in his dreams and even plays fugitive, tellingly remarking to his hidden dummy "Thank god they didn't find you too!" This dummy is his personal devil: she doesn't make an appearance until Tony has completely usurped the household, and is always positioned by Karl's ear as though suggesting evil things for him to do, which Karl probably doesn't even consider evil. He tells Mr. Phillips the mailman "I don't like to see people suffer," hinting that his upcoming murder spree is a cleansing of those around him whose problems he recognizes as suffering. After he's committed the final double murder and left the house, his send off to the bodies is "May god bless you and keep you both" - the voiceover is immediately followed by a visually jarring long shot of Karl on the motorcycle ascending a towering incline on the parkway when he and the bike disappear seemingly into the sky, as if to heaven, the score building to a sinister surge of overlapping strings.

Although he has a decent sense of humor (he tells his mommy-mannequin "Here's the new issue of Look. Have you seen it? You can LOOK at it later...") Karl has got to be one of the most wretched and repugnant heroes in movie history. Tormented by memories of his alcoholic father pummeling his mother to death in her wheelchair, he still keeps the same fire poker murder weapon around the house. Beyond practicality (why waste a perfectly good fire poker?), keeping the prop leaning against the fireplace is an attempt to normalize it back to domestic utility, to allow it to fit in with the other everyday items as if it never saw the inside of an unfortunate woman's skull. Yet it's the first thing Karl grabs when he reenacts the crime first with the mother-dummy, then against poor Mr. Phillips the postman, whose war wound limp Karl obsesses over as a handicap akin to whatever kept his mother defenseless in her wheelchair. Until Tony's reintroduction of a dominant male in the house sparks his murder spree, Karl has remained a stunted man-child, enjoying tuna fish sandwiches and wearing the same outfit of short-sleeved shirt and short short jeans every day (at least the shorts are tight so as to avoid anything hangin out - that'd cause some bad dreams.) Anna says he's "like a child at times...he's intelligent, but he's not," blatantly ignoring her own role in suppressing his ignorance of the world, which Karl sums up with the defensive declaration "It's just that there's some things I've never been TOLD." Like a happily naïve little kid, he goes to the end of the rocks by sea, spreads his arms and cries "GOOD MORNING, WORLD!" in what seems like a normal ritual for him: he longs to escape the confines of the house, but can't psychologically pull himself away from what happened there. To equalize what remains of the family with the absent mother and father, Karl offers two victims - Mr. Phillips and Tony - in place of the parents and destroys himself and Anna to completely devastate the unnatural balance of the household.

To paraphrase Tolstoy, "All happy families are alike; aberrant, incestuous brother and sister pairings racked by survivor's guilt who go skinny dipping in Tampa and keep mannequins in the closet are homicidal in their own way." I mentioned the Tennessee Williams link earlier, and the dummies are as much a simulacrum of a troubled family as the little glass unicorns are symbolic of whatever people more familiar with that play than myself care to attach them to. With the mother out of the picture, Anna is like Amanda and Laura Wingfield rolled into the same character: although Karl is the "crippled" one with his mannequin menagerie, Anna is both parental figure and mentally delicate sibling. As much as Karl is an underdeveloped adult, Anna is the one playing house with her dinners and bill-paying and approval/disapproval of Karl's actions. The big twist isn't that the father killed the mother (we know that about 10 minutes into the movie) but that Anna's role as head of the house allegedly came from an act as heinous as Karl's eventual killing carousal. What Karl pieces together from conversations with the postman before pummeling him to death is that Anna actually aided and abetted dad after mother's murder, helping him to toss the body body into the bay. Even though it's never clearly stated, Anna was obviously motivated in her actions to do whatever she had to do to keep what remained of the family together. Nothing was going to bring mother back, but why should it have to necessarily result in father being taken away? Hence her attitude years later, casting a forgiving eye on Karl's mannequin mauling and molesting, bed wetting and occasional violent tendencies...she's not doing it to protect him from the truth so much as she's trying to maintain what brittle slip of a semblance of family life that's left. Whether an incestuous devotion to daddy existed before mommy got put down, Anna has no problem filling in for mom once she's bagged and tagged - the implication is that she would have taken over the role of wife had daddy not been sent to jail.* Again, all of this is merely implied by Mr. Phillips talking - possibly out of his ass - to Karl, who makes his own assumptions about what went on and how Anna was involved...even in death, she neither confirms or denies his accusations.

It's time to fess up to some extent: most people would probably find My Brother Has Bad Dreams tedious and poorly made. I'm not interested in disputing that (there are scratches on the print and you can hear airplane noise in all the outdoor dialogue scenes, for instance) but it's really not the point. When there's something going on in a movie my interest is peaked, and there's absolutely something going on here that lasts from beginning to end. It's not necessarily achieved by eye-opening direction or mind-blowing storytelling, and certainly not by conventionally "believable" performances. There's clear artistic intention behind this thing - just check out this beautiful Bergman-esque framing:

I'm only bringing that up now to highlight a scene that's so well directed and acted that it really sticks out to me, even after making it through the brilliantly weird finale which I'll get to in just a minute. Karl's murder of Anna and Tony plays out in slow motion in the middle of the night: he stabs Tony repeated in the back, then sticks the knife into Anna's chest, topping it off by carving an "x" into his sister's exposed skin. The first time I watched the movie I thought he was using her to wipe blood off the knife, but I guess the director wanted to make a connection to the real-life Manson murders (Charlie having instructed his followers to carve an "x" into their foreheads during their murder trial) because he handles the double homicide as realistically and disturbingly as a true crime. But the really impressive scene comes afterwards. A still-living Anna manages to crawl to the middle of the darkened staircase, where Karl finds her sitting there as still and defenseless as one of his mannequins. "Hi big sister. Now where did you think you were going? That was very disloyal of you to leave Tony like that," he chides, mocking the loyalty to family ties that's led her to this end. It's the opening of a rising tirade during which Karl unleashes all the allegations as to Anna's part in their mother's murder, accuses her of being the one who really needed help ("You were using me to cover up your own insanity!") and blames his sister for his lifestyle ("I owe you everything I have, Anna, which is a dull, abnormal life inside the walls of this SICKENING HOUSE!") The remarkable thing is that Anna refuses to respond, and merely watches Karl through the strands of her bloodied hair.** The actor playing Karl's flagrant overacting actually works really well here because of it - the dynamic has shifted for the final time, with Karl the maniac melting down as Anna stares sadly. Even though it's too dark to see, you can tell they're both crying when he brings the knife down to finish her off. Her heavy breathing is cut off by a mute scream and she slumps over the staircase.

I directly quoted Anna Karenina earlier, and the film has a very Anna Karenina ending...except less Russian and more completely fucking crazy. A conventional denouement to this kind of movie (at least to suit its student film leanings) would be for Karl to replace everyone he's killed with mannequins - two males for Tony and the mailman, one female for mother and another for Anna - and continue his existence, pretending that this is his perfect family. Instead, the morning after the murder he straps the upper half of his favorite lady dummy/accomplice (after the murder he assures this particular dummy "It's done now - you can relax") to his back and heads out on Tony's motorcycle. It's a truly weird thing to see and reminded me of Chewbacca carrying a mutilated C3-P0 on his back at the end of Empire Strikes Back. The sight must seem strange in public too, since a police cruiser blares its siren and tries to pull Karl over. This leads to an odd "chase" since Karl flat out doesn't stop. Although you'd think the cop could easily overtake him, the inept officer manages to flip his cruiser - it explodes, of course - and Karl continues on his merry way. Finally coming to a halt on the lower half of a traffic bridge, Karl tosses his beloved mannequin to the water below. Then he slits his wrist and jumps into the water himself - where he is INSTANTLY EATEN ALIVE BY A SCHOOL OF SHARKS!! Not wanting the shock of this bizarre turn of events to wear off on the audience, the director plays the end credits over freeze frames of Karl being devoured:

Man, I'd hate to be the homicide detective assigned to this case. "Subject bludgeoned postman, buried corpse in yard, stabbed drifter to death in bed, mutilated sister on stairs, sent cruiser off the road causing explosion during high speed pursuit, jumped into ocean accompanied by made-up mannequin, eaten by sharks." Only in Florida! It really is the perfect seedy setting to this unsettling story. In death, Karl refutes Marlow's quote in Heart of Darkness "We live, as we dream — alone." Karl's dreams were filled with people invading his tiny room: weird masked dancing demons plagued his sleep. So in death, he took everybody with him, making it one big family affair - he even let a gang of sharks participate. The ending of the movie is so weird and spectacular it's like something out of a dream...there's probably more to that, but I'll let it lie.

 

 

APPENDIX, or WHAT I LEARNED LATER

I really do try to find forgotten videos for this series, and this one seems largely ignored by the internet. That's good because it's always exciting to write about something that hasn't been analyzed from every angle by every asshole with a computer. It's bad because I found very little information on the action behind the scenes.

The movie's original title was Scream Bloody Murder, but another film was already coming out under that name. That one, which was the big screen debut of Phantasm's Angus Scrimm, appearing under a different name himself, "Rory Guy," is about a serial killer with a hook for a hand who never actually uses his hook to kill anyone.

The cover of the VHS, which was released 15 years after the film was made, is a reliable depiction of what happens in the movie: a guy dressed up like Karl (albeit with a weird wig that's nothing like the real guy's near-crew cut) complete with horn rimmed glasses and white short sleeve shirt splattered with blood holds a fireplace iron in one hand and his favorite female mannequin in the other (not sure whether or not this is the same mannequin who starred in the film; since the VHS came out in 1988 it could be the mannequin from Mannequin.)

Director Robert J. "Bob" Emery, who also helmed The Bittersweet Night and Dare the Devil (the debut of Ray Wise, who would of course play the devil himself on Reaper) must have been a local Florida filmmaker, as all of his future work - The Florida Connection and Ride in a Pink Car, both from '74 - are set in the Sunshine State, although in the 80's he branched out across America with films like The National Forests of Utah, The National Forests of Arizona, The National Forests of Wyoming...three years and seven movies later he wrapped up his life's work right back where he began with The National Forests of Florida.

Marlena Lustik (Anna) has no further films listed on her imdb page. Paul Vincent (Tony) had a bit part in Arthur but appeared in nothing else of note.

According to imdb, Nick Kleinholz III, whose performance as Karl belongs in the pantheon of bizarre B-movie actors that includes John Reynolds and Deborah Reed, died one year after the movie was originally released, aged 28. Shockingly young, but I haven't been able to find any further information on that. I did manage to find an obituary confirming the death of HIS brother, from June of this year (that obituary lists him as "the late Nicholas III.") Is Kleinholz one of the seemingly unending group of untimely suicides among Video Oddities stars, as well as the great John Reynolds?

Maybe not. Stick with John the Internet Sleuth for a minute here. After working here and there in television for over a decade, Bob Emery wrote and directed a film called Swimming Upstream in 2002. It features a protagonist named Morris Bird III, a young man in love with a girl who learns he has terminal cancer. Is it possible this was a masked biography of the late Nicholas III, struck down by cancer before he reached the age of 30?

No, it's just a coincidence: that movie is based on the 1970 novel The Greatest Thing That Almost Happened by Don Robertson, the third part of a trilogy starring Morris Bird III (repeatedly referred to by his full name throughout the three books.) In the book he has cancer, etc...it's all the same.

Anyway, Kleinhoz and Emery had worked together once before, on the 1970 release Love Commune  - "15 Hot-Blooded Young Drop-Outs Living in One Room!" - a hippy melodrama that, unlike Emery's later, sunnier pictures, is set during a harsh Cleveland winter. The movie was given a video release by Frank Henenlotter's Something Weird Productions under its alternative title, Ghetto Freaks. It's a feature length narrative, culled together from a lot of experimental filmmaking, such as engaging real people on the street in cinéma vérité fashion. Apparently Emery wanted it to seem as "real" as possible.

Jesus, now I'm worried...did Emery actually feed Nick Kleinholz to the shark at the end of shooting for the sake of realism? I truly hope that's not the case.

The video box of My Brother Has Bad Dreams was recommended for inclusion in this series by Christopher Funderburg, who was close to showing a print of the movie (without seeing it) at the Jacob Burns' 24 Hour Movie Marathon. Good thing he didn't - I don't think it's the JBFC audience's cup of tea.

 

* It's interesting that the dad wasn't executed for the crime - that must have been a conscious choice on the writer/director's part, to further the idea of father being an existing presence in the world of the film, just as his memory is a constant torment to Karl and possibly a reason for Anna to carry on (the idea that dad might come home some day.)

** I wish I could get a still of this, but the image is impossibly dark.

 

COMING SOON...

MONGREL!

 

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