-MONTHLY VHS & DVD REVIEW-
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Purgatory House
cast: Celeste Marie Davis, Jim Hanks, Devin Witt, Johnny Pacar, and Howard Lockie
director: Cindy Baer
96 minutes (R) 2003
widescreen ratio 1.78:1
Image NTSC DVD Region 0 retail
RATING:
5/10
reviewed by Paul Higson
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It is unnecessary to come down hard on this film. I will confess an initial aversion to
Purgatory House on the basis of a suspicion that I had been misled into watching
and reviewing a film funded by silent partner evangelists, spreading a message of get in
with the theological programme or scream for an eternity as your skin is whittled from
your body and the flesh scattered with salt, or sit and watch as your intestines are
emptied into a bowl and noshed on by rats.
Scour the supplementary material as one might and the clues to this aren't there, though
it is true the film sprang out of a goodwill organisation that means to make life more
pertinent for kids whose lot might not be what it should be in an America that is turning
a blind eye to an imploding teenage population. Youngsters are the same the world over
though, and Celeste Marie Davis' disenfranchisement and rebellion is hardly unusual. She
is a sulky kid contemplating an early release from life, and getting in the sex, drugs and
moaning while she can. She does have a good handle on transcribing her thoughts and the
current idiom into script form and this release makes much of the fact that the star of
the film is also the scriptwriter and wrote it at the age of 14.
The 'big brothers, big sisters' programme introduces young adult mentors to problem kids and
Cindy Baer became older sister to Celeste when she was 11. The creative kid had a screaming
diary of her own and was invited to get more of it out of her system for a film project,
initially to have been a short subject. The script returned was 52 pages long and Cindy,
rather than reduce and lose any of it, suggested they build it up into a feature film. The
headier problems of producing a full-length would have to be addressed as they came.
In Purgatory House the hassles of pubescence are woven into a religious fantasy, the
halfway house for teenage suicides overseen by an omniscient St James (one of several roles
in the film taken by Jim Hanks, brother of Tom). Silver Strand (Celeste Marie Davis) is one
of the suicide teens, condemned to a forever of the personal hell she had intended on leaving
behind. Her wardrobe is identical to that she died in, the lipstick when worn down to be
replaced with one of the identical colour, gruel on the menu and the school tutor programme
she was so vehemently set against and avoided becomes the only daily activity here. She is
also forced to watch those left behind on Earth TV as they cope with the aftermath of her
demise or simply get on with their lives. The film flashes back to the run-up to the suicide,
two months and counting. Celeste is not an actress and, though her insouciance is winning and
her delivery good she fails to convey the frame of mind that would lead to her filling her
belly with tablets. It is not necessarily in keeping with the confused American teenager,
more likely to believe in the existence of heaven than life after high school. Silver finally
pegs out on her boyfriends shoulder to a terrible cover version of Kids In America
(which would otherwise have been a nice touch) and is rejected in a rigged game show outside
the Pearly Gates by God, Hanks again, this time in flowery drag.
There has been enormous effort made by the first time director, Cindy Baer to complete the
film, who had originally planned to farm the chieftain duties out to someone more experienced.
Cindy brings together essential crew and it has paid off to some extent. The 14-year-old has
imagined up some great details and the dialogue is fresh and real, but the overall concept is
horrible and the budget betrays the production, purgatory house a screamingly cheap construct.
Post-production called on the services of a number of minor special effects houses, the most
effective of which is the work completed by Crew Of Two. The soundtrack is flavoursome and big
favour heavy with tunes from Natalie Merchant and the Violent Femmes. Tracks are cleverly applied
by theme, with good use of tracks like (Don't Fear) The Reaper and Magic Carpet Ride
(again, the latter, a cover). I can't possibly leave the soundtrack without mentioning one band
on the grounds of its name alone... Wood Shampoo! Say no more. The film was shot on a Canon XL15
and edited on a Mackintosh using Final Cut Pro 3. Much is made of the DV camera quality but it
does not transfer very well to the finished production as every shot is run through an effects
process that de-clarifies the image or soups it up. Either way if removes or picks up something
it shouldn't.
Genuine footage from news broadcasts from high school shootings is dropped in unpalatably. Jim
Hanks is personable, not prone to his brother's Himalayan peaks of affectedness. I'd like to
see more of Jim, preferably in all the films his brother has already made, replacing the
glossy-eyed gonk himself. Celeste has one of those voices that sounds like a mouse on amphetamines
(like that irritating girl detective in CSI: Miami who rattles off complex information
without any apparent consideration, tripping technical gobbledygook out of her sliver of an
aperture of a noise hole, soulless monstrosity that she is... forgive me my minor digression,
brrrr! that I had to think of her).
DVD extras include a 17-minute film about the L.A. premiere, a Larisa Stow promo video of
a song specially recorded for the film, two deleted scenes, a handwritten message from Silver,
trailers and two 'making-of' shorts running 31 minutes (production) and 18 minutes (post-production)
respectively. Directed by Ted Oaks, the two making-of featurettes were likely conceived as one
and the credits for other supplementary material are banged onto the end of the latter of them.
They are interesting additions, with two points of particular note. In the spirit of Ed Wood
(brought to mind because of the plane cockpit in Plan 9 From Outer Space) the production
ran out of time and a location for a bathroom scene and a crew member came up with a scrimp of
an answer: film her in close-up looking into the camera with a shower curtain taking up the
entirety of the background while she rinses her face from a bucket of water out of shot underneath
the frame. The second. The shooting schedule began 18 August and ran until 9 September 2001. The
documentary makes no mention of what occurred two days later, though one of the actors Johnny Pacar
(who played Silver's junkie boyfriend, Sam) would later appear in Flight 29 Down. The
apparent initial success of the film is soured by the fact that the film is only now getting a
theatrical release in the United States.
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