... aka: La ciudad maldita (The Damned City)
Directed by:
Nathan J. White
A mysterious fire killed both of teenager Jack Spear's (Gregory
Fortescue) parents and he was put into a mental institution for awhile
afterward to recuperate. Now out, he faces rejection and ridicule in his
small town of Sleepy Rock. While most believe he started the fire to get
his hands on his parents' land and property, a few others believe he's
completely innocent and show him compassion. Either way, he's been
ostracized by the town at large, is relegated to the outskirts of town and
has taken to drowning his sorrows with liquor. But there's something else
even stranger going on in Sleepy Rock. People have been spotting a strange
creature that's referred to only as "The Black Thing..." and they've been
seeing it a lot near the Spear farm. Late one rainy night after getting
into an altercation with a bully at the town dance and getting thrown out,
Jake returns home only to encounter the elusive creature. He smashes a
lantern over it and then shoots it with a rifle, but not before it sinks
its claws into his chest. When Jake goes out into his yard to survey the
body, the creature has seemingly evaporated into the soil, leaving behind
only a black spot on the grass.
The following day, Jake takes up an invitation for Sunday dinner, which
ends up backfiring when he says the wrong thing. On his way out, Jake
sighs "I can't get near anyone without ruining everything!" And he doesn't
know how right he really is. The scratch from "The Black Thing" has given
him some kind of strange, destructive power so now every inanimate object
he touches turns into something capable of killing. The contaminate he
spreads consumes cell tissue from both humans and animals... and he's
already gone around town touching various objects. After a book eats a
man's hand (which has to be axed off), the townspeople go to sensible
local doctor Anthony King (Steve Dixon) for help. He does what he
can with his limited resources; touching objects around town with baby
chicks to see if they've been infected and then marking them off if they
have, but he can only do so much. At an emergency town meeting, he
recommends they rebuild the bridge (which has just been knocked out by a
bad storm, along with the town's phone lines) and go to the nearest big
city to be treated and quarantined. But the doctor's suggestions are challenged by the local reverend (Paul Silverman), who claims what's
going on is punishment for their sins and they've just "trying to run from
God" instead of relying on their faith. By the time the reverend is done
talking, most are breaking out in a chorus of "Glory, Glory Hallelujah;"
which goes to show just how well the doctor's speech went over.
It doesn't take long before everyone in town is wrapping themselves in
plastic and paranoia spreads about who is the carrier of this strange new
plague. A man get dissolved by an outhouse toiler and another woman is
"eaten" by a mirror. Scared townsfolk start turning on and killing one
another, using "red" (infected) objects as weapons and boarding up their
homes, cats (which are good for testing out areas for infection) become a
precious resource and Dr. King's clinic quickly begins to fill up with the
injured and maimed. Jake learns early on that he's the carrier and goes
around town trying to remove all of the objects he's already infected.
Local girl Treva (Stevie Lee) - something of an outcast herself -
discovers his secret but she's not too quick to rat him out and instead
plots to split town with him. After Jake discovers that the entire town
has been keeping a secret from him about the real cause of his parents'
death, he decides to rile two factions; The Jones' and The Barmen, up;
resulting in a bloody war over the town's possessions.
Made independently in Michigan, The Carrier is a surprisingly
successful little low-budget concoction that overcomes its budget
limitations via strong storytelling, believable local color and the clear
care, love and attention to detail put into it by its creators. Centered
around an genuinely intriguing central premise, this never rests on that
along, but effectively builds upon it throughout, with lots of clever and
sometimes even humorous little touches along the way. It also has
something to say in its pitting of science against superstition / religion
and may have even been intended as an allegory about AIDS. The whole film
has this very Stephen King-esque mood to it, with its misunderstood,
bullied outcast protagonist and in its focus
on idyllic small town life just ready to be torn apart at the seams. There's a
likable sense of community, as if the filmmakers took over a real small
town and just drafted locals to fill out the roles. While this adds to the
authenticity and charm, it's also something of a debit. The wildly uneven
acting, which ranges from OK to awful, does take some getting used to.
Ron Asheton, guitarist for The Stooges, has a small role and is the
only "name" in the cast. He went on to appear in other
low-budget horror films like Hellmaster (1992; which was executive
produced by White), Frostbiter: Wrath of the Wendigo (which was filmed in
the late 80s but not released until 1995), Mosquito (1995) and Legion
of the Night (1995). Bruce Campbell was the "sound
effects recordist." After decent VHS distribution through Magnum,
this sadly faded away until its belated 2010 DVD release through Code Red.
If you ask me, it still hasn't gotten the attention it deserves.
★★★
