Black Christmas
December 24th 2007 06:14
Halloween (1978) may have made the stalk and slash flick the legendary sub-genre that it is, but there were two movies before it which hold claim to inventing that particular type of horror movie; one is Mario Bava’s Twitch of the Death Nerve (1971) and the other is Bob Clark’s Black Christmas (1974).
Black Christmas, which was also known as Silent Night, Evil Night, is a strange little film. It’s also a genuinely scary movie, and it’s never been ruined by a sequel despite its blatantly open ended conclusion. Director Clark insisted on the ambiguity even though the studio wanted him to change the ending and have a more conclusive reveal and finish.
It is this character ambiguity, that the killer is never revealed, which makes the movie so interesting. You only ever see the killer’s eye and a sliver of his face, but boy, it’s a scary enough glimpse at pure psychopathic evil! And that voice, or to be more precise those voices, yikes! The multiple personalities of so-called Billy, the moaner, and his vulgar and vitriolic outbursts over the phone are brilliantly written pieces of crazed dialogue.
So, what’s going on I hear you ask? Okay, it’s Christmas time. And a private school house of sorority girls are looking forward to the holiday break. There’s prissy Jessica (Olivia Hussey), loud and drunken Barbara (Margot Kidder) and virginal Phyllis (Andrea Martin). But a prowler manages to scale the outside of the three-storey house and climbs in a top window, hiding in a bedroom.
Shy Clare goes upstairs to pack and is asphyxiated by the prowler who then carries her body up into the attic. The killer then proceeds to terrorise the rest of the household by making these weird phone calls from within the house which the girls initially think is a crude sexual prank, referring to him as the moaner. But it becomes apparent there is something much more sinister going on.
Black Christmas was the first horror movie to utilise the point of view of the killer and the killer’s laboured breathing as part of a distinct visual motif. Wes Craven’s Scream (1996) borrows heavily from Black Christmas, in particular the phone calling.
Despite a low budget Black Christmas is inventive and stylish, with very dark, but still vivid cinematography (great colour palette). There's a neat streak of black comedy running through roy Moore's screenplay. The acting is a little uneven though, with Olivia Hussey’s deer-caught-in-the-headlights look wearing thin after ten minutes. It’s Margot Kidder’s brash Barbara that threatens to steal Hussey’s thunder, and in fact, Barbara is a much more interesting character. John Saxon plays the local lieutenant and he fits the role like a glove.
The movie is also unusual in that it uses the c-word expletive several times (one of Billy’s sexual taunts over the phone). For 1974 this would have been considered quite a bold and confronting bit of dialogue. It’s a Canadian movie, and I picked that out quite early on when two of the characters pronounced “out” as “oat”. The Canadians make good horror movies I’ve decided.
Black Christmas isn’t graphic (certain dialogue aside) or gory at all, or even that violent, but it does possess a striking and resonant sense of fear and apprehension. Just who is this Billy freak and what is his damn motive?! The lead up to the first kill from behind the plastic I found decidedly unnerving. I haven’t actually been as genuinely creeped out from a horror movie as I was whilst watching Black Christmas.
I haven’t seen the remake, but apparently it’s not too bad. I’ll let you know.
Black Christmas, which was also known as Silent Night, Evil Night, is a strange little film. It’s also a genuinely scary movie, and it’s never been ruined by a sequel despite its blatantly open ended conclusion. Director Clark insisted on the ambiguity even though the studio wanted him to change the ending and have a more conclusive reveal and finish.
It is this character ambiguity, that the killer is never revealed, which makes the movie so interesting. You only ever see the killer’s eye and a sliver of his face, but boy, it’s a scary enough glimpse at pure psychopathic evil! And that voice, or to be more precise those voices, yikes! The multiple personalities of so-called Billy, the moaner, and his vulgar and vitriolic outbursts over the phone are brilliantly written pieces of crazed dialogue.
So, what’s going on I hear you ask? Okay, it’s Christmas time. And a private school house of sorority girls are looking forward to the holiday break. There’s prissy Jessica (Olivia Hussey), loud and drunken Barbara (Margot Kidder) and virginal Phyllis (Andrea Martin). But a prowler manages to scale the outside of the three-storey house and climbs in a top window, hiding in a bedroom.
Shy Clare goes upstairs to pack and is asphyxiated by the prowler who then carries her body up into the attic. The killer then proceeds to terrorise the rest of the household by making these weird phone calls from within the house which the girls initially think is a crude sexual prank, referring to him as the moaner. But it becomes apparent there is something much more sinister going on.
Black Christmas was the first horror movie to utilise the point of view of the killer and the killer’s laboured breathing as part of a distinct visual motif. Wes Craven’s Scream (1996) borrows heavily from Black Christmas, in particular the phone calling.
Despite a low budget Black Christmas is inventive and stylish, with very dark, but still vivid cinematography (great colour palette). There's a neat streak of black comedy running through roy Moore's screenplay. The acting is a little uneven though, with Olivia Hussey’s deer-caught-in-the-headlights look wearing thin after ten minutes. It’s Margot Kidder’s brash Barbara that threatens to steal Hussey’s thunder, and in fact, Barbara is a much more interesting character. John Saxon plays the local lieutenant and he fits the role like a glove.
The movie is also unusual in that it uses the c-word expletive several times (one of Billy’s sexual taunts over the phone). For 1974 this would have been considered quite a bold and confronting bit of dialogue. It’s a Canadian movie, and I picked that out quite early on when two of the characters pronounced “out” as “oat”. The Canadians make good horror movies I’ve decided.
Black Christmas isn’t graphic (certain dialogue aside) or gory at all, or even that violent, but it does possess a striking and resonant sense of fear and apprehension. Just who is this Billy freak and what is his damn motive?! The lead up to the first kill from behind the plastic I found decidedly unnerving. I haven’t actually been as genuinely creeped out from a horror movie as I was whilst watching Black Christmas.
I haven’t seen the remake, but apparently it’s not too bad. I’ll let you know.
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Comment by Damo
Why isn't this on tonight?
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Comment by anonymous
As to the remake, I liked the backstory but felt the overall theme, as well as the basic abysmal acting, sucked. But you've got to give it points for all the lucious eye candy.
Oh, and Kidder was a hoot. She personified Barbara like her evil twin.
-lilith
Comment by Bryn
Horrorphile
lilith, Kidder is gold! Crazy to think Bob Clark went on to direct Porkies (!!!) ... The image of Billy's eye through the crack in the door is chillingly effective ... There's touches of Argento too. And a Merry Xmas to your sinful self.
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