Violation: Disturbing, Tense … And An Important Canadian Horror Movie

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For its U.S. audiences, Shudder released its latest original movie, Violation. After premiering at the 2020 Toronto International Film Festival (TIFF), Violation generated some strong critical buzz. A subversion of the rape-revenge narrative, Violation has also elicited some conversation around its disturbing violence. Though it’s only been available for less than a week, audiences are more divided on this movie. Yet this may have more to do with the movie’s difficult subject matter than its overall quality.

Synopsis

For several years, sisters Miriam and Greta have not spoken with one another. Now Miriam and her husband Obi have accepted an invitation to spend a weekend with her sister and brother-in-law Dylan at their Quebec cabin. But years of bitterness and resentment prove difficult to move past. Feeling alienated from her sister and her emotionally distant marriage, Miriam turns to Dylan, also a childhood friend, for support. However, when Dylan violates her trust in the worst way imaginable, Miriam’s relationships further crumble apart. Grief-stricken and traumatized, Miriam turns to an act of brutal revenge.

Violation Will Prove to a Difficult Watch For Many Viewers

Technically, Violation is not a horror movie – it’s a horror movie in much the same way Lars von Trier’s Antichrist is horror. Writer and directors Dusty Mancinelli and Madeline Sims-Fewer explore trauma and its in this exploration where the film’s horror emerges. Mancinelli and Sims-Fewer adopt a deliberately methodical pace, thus allowing the tension amidst the relationships to develop naturally. Both Adam Crosby’s cinematography and Andrea Boccadoro’s score set this tension against a hauntingly beautiful background. Like Coralie Fargeat’s Revenge, Violation’s treatment of the assault removes the exploitation found in most rape-revenge movies by focusing on Miriam’s reaction as opposed to the act itself. The camera almost never leaves her face – it is a painful, personal, and sad scene.

Additionally, Manicinelli and Sims-Fewer refuse to stylize the violence, using long cuts of extremely uncomfortable acts with no score or cues to remind the audience that what they’re watching is not real.

Where Violation increases its intensity, making it almost unwatchable, is in its depiction of Miriam’s revenge. Consistent with its subversive approach to the subject, Mancinelli and Sims-Fewer swamp gender roles and place their male character in the traditionally exploitative lens of the brutalized. Several aspects of the scene amplify its shock value. There is the unexpected full frontal male nudity not common to horror. Additionally, Manicinelli and Sims-Fewer refuse to stylize the violence, using long cuts of extremely uncomfortable acts with no score or cues to remind the audience that what they’re watching is not real. What results is a brutal, visceral experience that emotionally drains you.

Subversive Take on a Tired Sub-Genre Adds Sense of Urgency to the Story

Given its approach to the subject, Violation is as urgent of a movie as it is necessary. That is, Mancinelli and Sims-Fewer’s screenplay puts rape culture under a microscope. Their story presents Miriam as troubled from the outset, while casting her brother-in-law Dylan as an affable ‘everyman’. In addition to making his betrayal all the more gutting, it allows Violation to explore how patriarchy and rape culture influence how we view and treat victims of sexual violence. Dylan gaslights Miriam, shifting the blame on to her, while Greta dismisses Miriam’s claims. And it’s Greta’s reaction to her sister that highlights the various ways in which we’re socialized to often blame victims.

…it allows Violation to explore how patriarchy and rape culture influence how we view and treat victims of sexual violence.

Violation also explores trauma in Miriam’s vengeful crusade. As compared to past rape-revenge movies, and revenge movies more generally, Mancinelli and Sims-Fewer go to great lengths to show the futility of Miriam’s actions. Revenge movies often characterize vengeance as cathartics for their protagonists. But Miriam experiences no catharsis; Violation leaves her traumatized and her future uncertain. Sims-Fewer, who also plays ‘Miriam’, delivers an intense performance that bring the character’s betrayal and trauma to painful life. Most of Sims-Fewer’s acting credits are in short films, so her performance here is a revelation. Her dramatic range is impressive and the performance deserves to be seen even if the movie itself is difficult to watch.

Violation is a Powerful Movie That You’ll Likely Never Want to Watch Again

Reviewing Violation was admittedly tricky – it’s a challenging movie that even those who appreciate will likely to not want to watch again. On one hand, Violation is beautifully filmed, brilliantly acted, and an immediately imperative movie. Like another Shudder production, Revenge, Mancinelli and Sim-Fewer subvert the rape-revenge narrative, resulting in a uniquely feminist horror movie. But Violation is also unrelenting, uncomfortable, and necessarily unsatisfying. Trauma lingers in real life and, thus, Mancinelli and Sims-Fewer leave with you no resolution, much like Miriam. Additionally, the movie’s violence may be too much for many viewers. Nonetheless, Violation represents a significant accomplishment for its young filmmakers.

THE PROFESSOR’S FINAL GRADE: A

I Spit On Your Grave: A Remake No One Wanted

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If there was a movie begging for a remake … I Spit On Your Grave was not that movie. Most film pundits consider director Meir Zarchi’s 1978 ‘rape-revenge’ film to be among the most controversial movies made. Following its release, critics trashed it while some countries outright banned it. In the 1980’s, for instance, England put I Spit On Your Grave on its infamous ‘Video Nasties List’. But the backlash would eventually give way to apathy. As it turns out, the 2000’s horror remake craze wasn’t going to be put off by decades-old backlash. After all, if they could remake The Last House on the Left, why not another 1970’s Grindhouse movie? And so Steven R Monroe remade Zarchi’s exploitative thriller. Though it avoided the controversy, 2010’s I Spit On Your Grave proved to be as equally vile.

I Spit On Your Grave Remake – Better Production Values, Same Filth

Zarchi’s original movie is a notoriously violent movie. Similar to Wes Craven’s The Last House on the Left, I Spit On Your Grave’s major set-piece is an excessively long scene defined by sadistic sexual violence, humiliation, and torture. It’s a scene that needlessly goes on for close to 30 minutes. While Craven was a masterful horror filmmaker, Zarchi a largely talentless director. In addition to low production values, I Spit On Your Grave is a clumsy, suspense-less piece of exploitation trash. Zarchi evidence no craftsmanship or style. It’s an ugly looking movie that doesn’t amount to more than filming awful things being done to people. Acting, editing, picture quality – it’s as ‘bottom-of-the-barrel’ as you can get.

Acting, editing, picture quality – it’s as ‘bottom-of-the-barrel’ as you can get.

Comparatively, Monroe’s remake looks much better. At the very least, the 2010 I Spit on Your Grave does a halfway decent imitation of a professional movie. Moreover, the remake boasts much better acting. And the remake’s ‘Grand Guignol’ revenge finale benefits from better effects and more creativity. That is, Jennifer Hill’s vengeance wouldn’t feel out of place in any Saw sequel. Unfortunately, Monroe’s technical upgrades are pretty much the only improvements. Specifically, the remake wallows in the same excessive sexual violence as the original. In fact, the 2010 movie may dwell on this scene longer than Zarchi’s take. The fact that the remake ‘looks’ better just makes it more complicit in its violence.

Original and Remake Have Nothing Interesting to Say About Their Violence

In 1978, Marchi fancied his Grindhouse movie as something of a ‘feminist revenge fantasy’. Originally, Marchi incredulously called his movie, Day of the Woman. To his credit, Monroe doesn’t try to make the same false equivalency. Neither movie has anything interesting to say about their own violence. Other movies have failed in this regard. Prestige movies like Natural Born Killers and Straw Dogs struggled with the same problem. How do you make a movie that critiques film and/or human violence without indulging in it? To date, Michael Haneke’s Funny Games may be the only movie to pull it off. I Spit On Your Grave doesn’t come close. It doesn’t even really try. The original and remake are the same movie with different budgets. Both movies are content to celebrate the violence against women they claim to repudiate.

The original and remake are the same movie with different budgets.

Yes, horror should be transgressive. But there’s absolutely no artistic merit to running a camera continuously on horrifying acts. Some might argue that each movie’s revenge finale serves as a form of catharsis or makes the movie ‘feminist’. But does either argument justify the sheer length of the rape scene in each movie? Was there really no other way to vilify the antagonists or decry misogynistic violence? By 2010, one has to wonder why remake a badly dated sub-genre if you didn’t have anything new to say. On the other hand, Coralie Fargeat’s Revenge illustrates how the concept can be done right.

Unnecessary Remake to An Ugly Movie

By the end of the 2000’s, filmmakers must have been desperate to dust off I Spit On Your Grave for a remake. Maybe they thought the lurid subject matter might go over better after over 40 years later. And perhaps they had a point. The remake somehow did well enough to justify two sequels. If there’s anything good that can be said about these movies it’s that they’re still better than Marchi’s dreadful direct sequel, I Spit On Your Grave: Deja Vu. For some reason, Netflix has added the remake and its first sequel to their Netflix and Chills lineup. It’s an odd choice considering all the good horror movies missing from the streaming giant.

I Spit On Your Grave Deja Vu: A Pointless Sequel That Should Have Stayed Buried

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I Spit On Your Grave, or Day of the Woman, remains one of the most controversial horror movies ever made. Critics hated it, censors banned it. Make no mistake about it, director Meir Zarchi’s rape-revenge exploitation flick is ridiculously violent. Though Zarchi would claim it’s a feminist cry to power, the movie’s nearly 30-minute gang rape feels completely unnecessary and misogynistic. But that didn’t stop a remake from surfacing in 2010, followed by two straight-to-video sequels. Now 40 years later, Zarchi has made a direct sequel to his 1978 original.

Synopsis

Forty years after her harrowing experience, Jennifer Hills is now a best-selling author. The justice system acquitted her of all charges in her brutal revenge spree. Now she offers hope to other survivors. But her past refuses to stay buried. After a brunch with her supermodel daughter, Christy, family members of the men she murdered kidnap mother and daughter. Prepare for the cycle of vengeance to continue.

Deja Vu Goes On and On and On

Spoiler alert – I Spit On Your Grave Deja Vu is a really, really bad movie. There are so many things wrong. Chief among its problems is the movie’s bloated length. Aliens is 2 hours and 17 minutes. The Exorcist is just over two hours. Get Out clocks in at 1 hour and 44 minutes. Comparatively, I Spit On Your Grave Deja Vu is 2 hours and 28 minutes! Yes, you read that right. Keep in mind, this is a very belated, low-budget sequel to a lurid 70’s exploitation movie. No argument could be made to justify its length.

If you cut an hour out of the movie you might have something remotely resembling a suspenseful thriller except …

As a result, what you get are a bunch of scenes that drag long past their expiration date. The movie’s opening brunch with mother and daughter, for instance, crawls for almost 15 minutes. Other scenes just serve no purpose. And to make matters worse, those pointless scenes are needlessly drawn out. Whether the movie’s length reflects a lack of craftsmanship or some misguided notion about what was in the story is open to debate. If you cut an hour out of the movie you might have something remotely resembling a suspenseful thriller except …

I Spit On Your Grave Deja Vu Is Poorly Made in All Regards

Director Meir Zarchi has only made three movies in the last 40 years, including Deja Vu. Even if you liked the original I Spit On Your Grave, you’d be hardpressed to convince many people that it’s a well-made movie. That movie’s infamy largely stems from its unrelenting scenes of vile cruelty. And Zarchi reminds of his original’s ugliness with flashbacks during the opening credits. If that’s what you expect from the sequel, prepare to be disappointed. What you’ll get in place is a scene where a demented woman wearing an army helmet drives an ATV through a cemetery.

Simply put, I Spit on Your Grave Deja Vu is a dull and ugly-looking movie. Zarchi isn’t able to evoke the slightest amount of suspense or tension. Scenes that should elicit discomfort either just feel tasteless or watered down by dragging on endlessly. There’s no signs of any type of craftsmanship in how anything is filmed. Love it or hate it, the 2010 remake fashioned its vengeance after the stylish ‘Torture Porn’ subgenre. That movie knew how to get mileage out of its garish revenge scenes. Everything about Deja Vu is underwhelming.

Wild Caricatures and Wilder Performances

I Spit On Your Grave Deja Vu takes us back to the original small town. It’s a place that’s solely populated by family members of Jennifer Hills’ murdered assaulters. Oh, and there’s also a priest who just sits at an organ in a locked church. Don’t ask. As for Zarchi’s villains, they’re bizarre caricatures of southern hillbillies that would put Rob Zombie to shame. If you take the poorly written characters along with the over-the-top performances, what you get are cartoonish antagonists. Unfortunately, Deja Vu takes itself too seriously to laugh at, but its villains are too goofy to menace.

Deja Vu takes itself too seriously to laugh at, but its villains are too good to menace.

Though Camille Keaton is back as Jennifer Hills, she looks either bored or tired. Perhaps the only cast member to escape relatively unscathed is Jamie Bernadette, as Christy Hills. A ‘Scream Queen’ in the making, Bernadette previously appeared in the fun 4/20 Massacre and the mixed The Sixth Friend. In Deja Vu, Bernadette offers at least a more grounded performance.

A Vile, Poorly Crafted Mess

Hands down, I Spit On Your Grave Deja Vu is the worst movie I’ve reviewed or this site. In fact, it may be one of the worst movies I have watched. This is a nonsensically bad movie. Unnecessary, boring, at least an hour too long, devoid of any filmmaking style – I could go on and on. Honestly, I have no clue how this movie made it out of an editing room. This is a pointless sequel that never had any reason to exist and does nothing to convince you otherwise.

THE PROFESSOR’S FINAL GRADE: F