There was a time in what now seems to be the distance past when horror films
provided a source of entertainment by giving the audience a few scares and
frightening moments. The classic monster movies of horror’s golden age in the
thirties made the Universal studios’ monsters like Frankenstein, Dracula and the
Wolf Man household names and icons in the world of terror. Now vampires and
werewolves are teen romantic pinups and genetics has replaced sewing bodies
harvested from local graveyard as the preferred methodology for mad scientists.
The once diversified landscape of stories available for horror has collapsed to
an endless series of flicks depicting idiot teens wandering off to the woods for
an evening of sex and drugs. Somewhere along the way the genre took a turn for
the worse where cheap, visceral shocks fueled by the availability of fake blood
and realistic ersatz entrails. Then in 2004 film maker James Wan ushered horror
into a new age; a regrettable change in direction that altered the genre
forever. His name will forever be known as the one that gave the film world
‘Saw’, the opening representative of what is now called torture porn. ‘Saw’
became an immediate sensation a somewhat upsetting trend on its own. That flick
spawned a sequel that became a trilogy then a franchise reaching the seventh
installment under consideration here. From the studio’s perspective the
rationale behind the continuation of these flick; they are relatively
inexpensive to make and pretty much sure to make a hefty profit. For this movie
a budget of $17 million yielded over $24 million just for the opening weekend;
incredible for the seventh movie in a horror franchise. For bottom line oriented
film executives that is pure gold, especially in this economic slump. It
certainly overwhelms any concerns that might have been raised to them about the
morally reprehensible glorification of torture. I was concerned that they would
attempt to make this into a series of three back to back trilogies but the one
ray of light to this entire matter is by all indications this will be the
concluding opus of the franchise but, not the sub genre it created.
The writers for this flick were the winners of the third round of the
Independent film competition, Project Green light’; Patrick Melton and Marcus
Dunstan who previous added to the torture fad with their own ‘Feast’ series of
movies as well as a couple of the previous members of ‘Saw’ flicks. One of the
most heinous aspects inherent in these films is the way they take the
unconscionable act of torturing a human being out of the hands of the
reprehensible villain moving it into the use of the protagonist. In the saw
movies the madman behind everything is the insane serial killer known as Jigsaw
(Tobin Bell). While he is far from consideration as a hero he does present a
strange moral perspective. His self appointed mandate was to challenge people
who have little or no appreciation of the gift of life. he sought to force them
to rediscover that feeling by placing them in elaborate traps were the only way
to avoid a gruesome, extremely painful death is to make some exceptionally
difficult decision frequently involving self mutilation or an act of dire
consequences to another person. This exceptionally thin veneer posing as
indictment on the lack of moral center in our society is much too insufficient
to come close to justifying the depravity depicted in these films. There has
been an unfortunate side effect of the movies desensitizing the public just as
torture, or as the military has come to call it, extreme interrogation methods,
has been in the forefront of the news and a hotly debated topic extending to the
halls of Capitol Hill.
The movie opens with a flashback to the first flick just after the infamous
foot self amputation. This pretty much sets the stage for what is to come;
rehashing the previous six flicks. Even though the dispatched the dreaded Jigsaw
early on in the franchise either he or one of his equally insane apprentices
devise overly complicated devices. The entire focus of the movies and a major
draw to the fan base are the perverted Rube Goldberg contraptions that are
designed to inflict not only physical but emotional distress and unimaginable
pain. These ‘traps’ as they are so aptly named are ostensibly created by Jigsaw
to test the resolve of a person’s appreciation for being alive. For this
(hopefully) final offering in the franchise the producers decide to go for the
latest innovation to hit cinema, 3D. Personally, I’m not quite there yet
embracing this technology; the methodology has made gigantic strides but now we
have to wait for the film makers to move past the novelty phase to the point
where they can use 3D as a seamless aspect of telling a story. Here there are
still the overuse of shots included more to show off than as an integral part of
the film. Considering there is little here that actually warrants the making of
this film it is not the best example of the use of this technique.
The director, Kevin Greutert, previously headed the previous flick in the
series and edited several other members of the pack. As is the usual trending
everything has to be ramped up to an extreme point far in excess of any of the
prior flicks. In this case there is the first trap set out side with a larger
group of people. The gossamer thin premise revolves around a self help author
falsely claiming to be one of Jigsaw’s victims. Of course that attention quickly
turns deadly. I have to wonder about the mental status of the people involved
with these flicks as well as the loyal fans. Perhaps it deserves a notation in
the upcoming fifth edition of the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental
Disorders. Now with Blu-ray high definition and 3D you can relish every
sickening detail. Please, if you find this sort of movie highly entertaining
check yourself in for a psychological evaluation before the FBI’s Behavioral
Analysis Unit issues a warrant compels one.
Posted 01/18/11