Death Game

Okay, now it's time for my take on the film. I've read so many meaningless reviews that only serve to mislead and miseducate. So, first, here is the basic plot: Seymour Cassel portrays George Manning, a husband and father, living the idyllic family-life. He's got the perfect wife, lovely children and a beautiful home, just on the outskirts of San Francisco, in the (seemingly) peaceful middle of nowhere, to be exact. While his wife and kids have left town for the weekend, he is left all alone on his 40th birthday. This is where it all begins.

On this stormy night, he is greeted by two young women, whom he takes in for shelter while they call a friend and await arrival to be picked up. The girls, Jackson (played by Sondra Locke) and Donna (the delightful Colleen Camp) seem endearing at first, and are more than impressed by the lush surroundings of George's home. They warm up to George, resulting in a somewhat unwelcome sexual episode. This is where most people are wrong... the film does NOT contain "tons of nudity". Yes, there's Sondra showing off what no one wanted to see, and Colleen who gets the "cutaway" every time she disrobes, which is typical as I've never seen her in a nude scene before. She has done a lot of exploitation films, even T & A films, yet offered no T & A, which made me wonder whether or not these reviewers were correct. In fact, the initial sex scene involving the three of them is done in a tasteful manner, with a dizzying series of dissolves, and overall steaminess (not in the sense that it comes off steamy, it just looks like someone left the kettle on too long).

The morning comes and George awakes to the girls who are still at his house. Reality sets in and he realizes he made a bad call. The girls claim that their friend never showed up, which puzzles George. He offers to take them home, but they insist on dancing around the issue. During breakfast, the girls pig-out... big time. George gets irritated by their behaviour and now he wants them out. Through several difficulties, it becomes evident that the girls are no longer "teasing", they are seriously disturbed. Eventually, George finally manages to get them in the car and drives them into San Francisco. He drops them off and heads back home.

As George arrives home, he notices a figure stirring upstairs, only to discover that his journey was all-for-not, as the girls have returned. It is clear that George is now a prisoner in his own home, with no fore-seen conclusion. The girls' bent personalities really begin to shine, as they tie George up and put him through several ongoing tortures, which transcends the remainder of the film into this abyss of nightmarish absurdity.

The film has a very surreal, bad dream-like quality and the tone is nothing short of completely "off-kilter". Very much at home with others of the genre like "THE LAST HOUSE ON THE LEFT" and "HOUSE ON THE EDGE OF THE PARK", yet not as graphic.

The film's duration, an 87 minute running time, seems un-ending. And, yes it does have one of those "curve-ball wallop" endings, not so much in a good sense, but rather in one of those "time to make a mold" instances.

A few things of note: Cassel's performance is completely dubbed, by someone else, which sort of adds to the atmosphere in an odd way, and what may dictate his true feelings concerning his involvement in the picture. Colleen does have a couple of nude scenes, the "hopping on the bed" sequence and the weird and dreamy "window tapping" scene towards the end of the film. Supposedly, this is all based on a true story, which was a commonly used "hook", especially in the golden days of '70's exploitation fare, and more than likely, is a falsehood. The production designer, Jack Fisk worked on this film along with assistant set dressers, his wife Sissy Spacek and Bill Paxton. And, last but certainly not least, that damned song "Good Old Dad" will drive anyone into a sadistic, maniacal rage. It has to be the WORST song I've ever heard, and that says a lot. Not to mention, that it is played throughout the film, continuously, in long, overdrawn montage sequences that take you to nowhere, and leave you there!

Overall, I had wanted to see this film for years, and after finally viewing it, I must say that it fell short of what I had expected, yet I did not dislike the film. There are plenty of good ingredients to add up to an un-nerving cult classic, but instead we are left with a level of confusion, rather than curiousity. Despite a few shortcomings, the film is worth watching for the performances and atmosphere, and a chance to see Cassel in action while John Cassavetes had his back turned.

A First American Films Release. Distributed by Levitt-Pickman Film Corporation.

A really twisted film where two psychotic young lesbians (Sondra Locke and Colleen Camp) turn a middle-aged man's life upside down when they invade his home and harass him while his wife and kids are out of town. This starts off very much like the ultimate male sexual fantasy at first, but ultimately turns into a demented nightmare.

Amidst all the ensuing mayhem and insanity, this could have used more sexual depravity and titillation to make it more effective. As it stands, these teenagers are more irritating than anything else. Yet this is still one bizarre experience and certainly a sight to see, at least once. I've never seen Sondra Locke show so much range, at least not in any of the movies I've seen her in up to this point. Colleen Camp has some good moments of lunacy.

I kind of liked that goofy theme song about "My Good Old Dad" which pops in and out during the course of the wackiness. And in my opinion, the ending is perfect.

It is 1975, and George Manning is a happily married man living in San Francisco. On his 40th birthday, a family emergency necessitates his wife Karen travelling to a different state, leaving George alone but for the wind and the rain. Or so he thinks, for fate brings him guests that night: two young ladies named Jackson and Donna, who say they're lost. After inviting them in to warm up and dry off, George and the ladies get to know each other better; and it becomes clear that they don't plan on leaving his home any time soon- whether he wants them there or not.

Directed by Peter S. Traynor from a screenplay by Anthony Overman and Michael Ronald Ross (as well as an uncredited Jo Heims) 'Death Game' is a camp comic-horror both entertaining and underwhelming. Exploitative and overblown, the film is a product of its time, reflecting the anxieties and fantasies of the post-Vietnam War period. Indeed, if one were to examine the film in the context of that conflict, one could say it shows how the illusion of security and order that many Americans had was shattered, how they became vulnerable and helpless in the face of an unpredictable, hostile enemy, and how they struggled to cope with the aftermath and consequences of a most violent encounter.

While this and other interesting ideas are raised- the warped reality of a male sexual fantasy, for one, or the indifference of fate and the effects of abuse on the psyche- the variety of themes in 'Death Game' are only ever really hinted at and never fully explored. The narrative doesn't break any new ground and features few surprises, unfolding in a linear and generic fashion, populated by scene after scene of mental and physical torture that leaves a grisly aftertaste. The abrupt ending of proceedings is also jarring, feeling rushed and completely out of left field in the face of the lengthy brutality that came before it.

Though tame when compared to modern films such as 'Hostel', which go all out on the gore and violence; 'Death Game' still disturbs and unnerves. The characters of Jackson and Donna are utterly unhinged, unpredictable creations, with no morals or empathy to speak of. Psychopathic and merciless, they are reflections of the fears the middle classes had of many in the hippie movement; of the Mansonesque types who stole into homes and left destruction in their wake. Though similar in ways to 'Straw Dogs' or 'The Last House on the Left' through its depiction of home invasion and violence; 'Death Game' differs with its tone and style, which are more humorous and exaggerated than realistically gritty.

David Worth's artsy cinematography creates an eerie, claustrophobic atmosphere, while he manifests dread and tension through his use of shadows, distorted angles and close-ups. Worth employs an array of creative techniques- such as double and triple exposures, slow motion and freeze frames- to enhance the macabre, nightmarish quality of the film, while his work as editor of the picture gives it a brisk pace and smooth flow. His work on 'Death Game' is one of its main strengths; elevating as it does the material from a simple exploitation flick to a stylish, visually striking psychological horror.

Jimmie Haskell's score also comes as a boon to proceedings in general, providing a fitting musical accompaniment to the film's mood and tone. Haskell composed two original tunes for 'Death Game': 'Good Old Dad', a cheerfully ironic song that plays during the opening credits, contrasting with the horror that follows; as well as 'We're Home', a haunting, melancholic song that plays during the closing credits, reflecting the aftermath of the ordeal. Memorable and stirring, Haskell's score adds to the film's atmosphere, enhancing its scenes of tension, violence and insanity.

Much like its narrative, the performances in 'Death Game' are a bit of a mixed bag. On the one hand, Sondra Locke and Colleen Camp are delightfully over-the-top as Jackson and Donna, delivering convincing, captivating portrayals of people completely enslaved by madness. They share an electric chemistry and keep you on the edge of your seat throughout. On the other hand, Seymour Cassell plays George as an exceedingly apathetic fellow, who lacks charisma and charm, ending up as nothing more than a plot device for the two ladies to play with. Allegedly, Cassell hated working under Traynor and refused to loop George's dialogue once filming wrapped- explaining why, in the final cut, it is David Worth you hear whenever George speaks. At any rate, Locke and Camp's exuberant performances make the film worthwhile; with or without Cassell's voice.

At the end of the day, Peter S. Traynor's 'Death Game' is a rather underwhelming effort, though it does have elements deserving of praise. Stars Sondra Locke and Colleen Camp make for a terrifying twosome, delivering energetic, unhinged performances that are highlights in both their filmographies, while the atmospheric score and David Worth's artistic cinematography are striking and unforgettable. Although the narrative doesn't come to much, contains few surprises and unfolds in a linear way, there are some memorable moments in 'Death Game.' It just might not be something you'd play again in a hurry.

A middle-aged husband and father left alone on his 40th birthday decides to celebrate it with two 20-year-old hitch-hikers he lets in his house on a stormy night. After a steamy, delirious three-way sex scene in a bathtub, the two girls claim that they are both underage and reveal themselves to be obviously psychotic as they destroy his house and torment him with increasing violence. You have to hand it to the movies. In real life it is almost always the older men abusing young women, but in movies like this of course it's always the opposite. Someone once described this as "a middle-aged male sex fantasy gone wrong". That seems like a pretty accurate description.

On the plus side the story is never COMPLETELY unbelievable, although if it had been based on true story, you definitely would have heard the story. The acting is good. Seymour Cassell is always good even if he's rarely the lead. Colleen Camp brightened up both small roles in many big-budget movies and larger roles in many low-budget movies in the '70's. She's good here as always and has a few surprising nude scenes. Even Sondra Locke is pretty good (ironically, years later Locke would sue ex-husband Clint Eastwood for ruining her career--well, this is the kind of stuff she was doing before she met him).

On the negative side this story is still pretty unbelievable. The antics of the two girls are often more annoying (for both the protagonist and the viewer) than truly frightening. There's some gratuitous animal cruelty (and delivery boy cruelty). Worst of all, is the song "Good Old Dad", which as annoying as it is, is ironically appropriate to the movie at least, but the filmmakers insist on playing it at length again and again and again. It reminded me of the similar Umberto Lenzi-Carroll Baker film "Paranoia" where the villains try to drive the heroine insane by playing one annoying song repeatedly, except that it's not part of the plot here--the filmmakers are doing it to the viewers. I wonder if there is a soundtrack to this movie available. If so it probably a double LP of this one song playing over and over and over. The movie also features one of the most ridiculous deus ex machina endings since "The Bad Seed" (and it is also surprisingly similar to the ending of the English-language version of "Paranoia"). And look what's written on the side of the truck in the last scene. I guess they didn't didn't think too much of that thing with the cat.

What to do when you're a happily married man but your beloved wife is out of town on the night of your fortieth birthday, yet two sexy young girls show up at your doorstep, literally throw themselves at you and invite you for a threesome in your own sauna? You kick them right back out on the street, of course! That'll teach them to interfere with a perfectly happy family! Well, that is what you should do in order to prevent guaranteed catastrophes to happen the next morning, but admittedly very few male individuals are likely to respond like this. Neither does the handsome George Manning in "Death Game", so he's stuck up with two obtrusive chicks in his house. Their behavior gets more psychotic with each hour that passes, until they even set up a fake trial against poor tied up George. "Death Game" is not a very good movie, but that's merely because there was too little money available for the execution and because Peter S. Traynor has no clue how to direct a suspense movie. The basic premise is quite unusual for a 70's exploitation movie (usually slavering hillbillies terrorize poor young girls instead of vice versa) and the whole concept is actually very much ahead of its time! Especially nowadays, the horror genre brings forward a lot of movies revolving on brutal home-invasions. People are subjected to fear and torture in their own houses and it's a very popular and money-making concept at the moment, like for example in "Funny Games" and "The Strangers", but this crazed little movie already did something similar in the 70's! The 40 first minutes of "Death Game" provide silly entertainment (Sondra Loncke at the breakfast table) and irresistible trashy goodness (that soundtrack!!), but unfortunately the second half of the film is incomprehensibly boring and unexciting. It shouldn't be, since the girls get more deranged and all, but it suddenly feels as if the writers' inspiration had vanished and only padding remained. There are still two fantastic highlights to experience near the end, though! One involves a pussycat (did you know glass windows aren't cat-proof?) and the other is a stupendously laugh-out-loud hysterical ending. Even a threesome wouldn't have such a fantastic climax! Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to search for that awesomely catchy "Good Old Daddy" theme song on YouTube!