Fase 7

I still remember the time when the influenza pandemic made us all paranoids. This is a microcosm sample of that time. A few neighbors isolated in quarantine fighting each other for survival. Great gags, performances and music with moments of extreme stress. It is great to see Argentinian cinema renewing and betting on risky products. Ironic and somewhat bizarre at times, Fase 7 is a fantastic story that might not like everybody, though. But the discerning viewer can not deny that seldom has been so great production on this land and from now on we should not doubt about our filmmakers' abilities. This is an Opera Prima with a stomping debut that it's well worth seeing!

So imagine if in Shaun of the Dead, Liz was 7 months pregnant, they'd just done their monthly supermarket shop and instead of going out, they'd decided to hole up in her block of flats. And the zombies don't bother to attack (there are no zombies in Phase 7, but it has the feel of a zombie film). But the rest of the apartment block goes a bit mental. That would kind of be along the lines of this film. It's funny (most the humour is pretty subtle but there are a few real laugh out loud moments) and it is quite bonkers but in a really enjoyable way. It's maybe not fair to compare it to SotD, it's not quite in that league, but it is a really enjoyable film with some great fun performances that's worth checking out if you get the chance.

Clearly the movies about the end of the world and global epidemics have saturated theaters, some time from North America, through Europe to reach South America. Phase 7 does not look nor intended to be a lot more of, since we are surrounded by family and neighborhood relations around the quarantine of a building, caused by the global epidemic that plagues the general population. Coco a sleepy and sometimes awkward man is taking complicity with his neighbor, who is fully prepared for this kind of apocalyptic scenarios, while 7 months pregnant pipi, coconut couple remains ensconced in his apartment, completely ignoring coconut scans with his neighbor Horacio through the building. Zanutto, another neighbor of coconut, is clearly the veteran stereotype that leaves no doubt of brutality when shooting in cold blood to other neighbors who came to claim him for alleged Zanutto symptoms presented; eventually come and go shotgun Zanutto by Horacio him and for his, accompanied by a coconut increasingly takes the weight of the situation. Gradually being dead most condo owners in an atmosphere of survival. When there is no more that Zanutto and Horacio with coconut, is a kind of final duel between the two sides, where every action is delimited on the end of the frame, not tell.

Positives: the relationship coconut and pipi, is almost a radiograph to current relationships with differences of character and decisions. Makes history entertaining and takes the pressure of the plot, for the situation that we are experiencing. Maintains a dark thriller that sometimes keeps one alert, but only at times. Negatives: some loose ends. Slow start to reach the climax of the story, perhaps one a bit more than usual so dynamic that exists. Character semi achieved with little justification for their actions. The end deflates a bit, but the plot does not give more.

COMMENTS: Coco (Daniel Hendler) and Pipi (Jazmin Stuart) are a naive, happy couple who do normal kinds of things, like go to the grocery on Saturday morning. This Saturday morning is different however. On their way back, people begin swarming the streets in a panic. An epidemic has broken out and if the media is to believed, it's becoming worse by the minute. Monitoring the situation from home, Coco and Pipi's evening is interrupted by floodlights and loudspeakers. Their building's been quarantined and the emergency respondents are cordoning it off under a huge plastic tent, as if the tenants are termites to be exterminated. They find themselves sealed into their own apartment complex, forbidden to leave. They can only watch from their windows as the outside world turns to bedlam around them.

Bedlam is not confined to the outside for long. Inside, resources dwindle, utilities are cut off, and fellow residents get cabin fever and panic. Coco does his best to keep his head, protect Pipi, and hold down the fort.

It's not easy. It turns out that doomsday scenarios aren't necessarily like fast-paced action movies. Caught in the doldrums, Coco and Pipi are stuck waiting, waiting, waiting... Instead of excitement and contingency, the experience for the group of tenants is more about nagging spouses, running out of lightbulbs and toiletries, and putting up with annoying neighbors, i.e. each other -for awhile that is.

As the situation outside increases in severity, tension mounts. Pipi unwittingly works against Coco by innocently leaking critical personal information about their situation to an untrustworthy neighbor. Tenants fraction into factions. Coco must decide whether to go along with the prevailing group or stay out of it. The situation inside the complex degenerates further when under the auspices of moving a possibly infected neighbor off their floor, it becomes clear that the do-good members of the "apartment association" cell are out for their own gain. One thing leads to another and they attempt to force their way in on a fellow resident to loot his provisions.

The bodies begin to pile up. Residents are dying, but is it from a hemorrhagic plague, or are they being murdered? Sadly, Coco's best option seems to be to join forces with his paranoid but gregarious, survivalist upstairs friend Horacio (Yayo Guridi). He's a nice guy, but maybe insane. Horacio's apartment turns out to be a high-tech, reinforced bunker complete with an armory of automatic weapons, electronic surveillance equipment, maps, and stacks of classified government information. Horacio wants Coco to join forces with him, and offers him a CBR protective suit and a firearm. Then he invites Coco on patrol with him through the darkened stairwells and corridors of their massive apartment building. The neighbors are up to some monkey business of their own and these nightly sojourns through the edifice's labyrinthine passages turn out to be enlightening in an upsetting and disturbing kind of way. Maybe Horacio isn't so paranoid after all. He seems to know an awful lot about what's going on, more than anyone else. But can Coco trust him? Blackly comic but subtly so, Phase 7 combines suspense, grim social commentary, and unsettling insight into human nature in a thriller format which is interrupted by moments of horror. Artfully shot and well paced, Phase 7 makes dramatically good use of camera angles and framing. Lighting is alternately glaring and sterile, and gloomily claustrophobic. This emphasizes the film's thematic contrast; the delineation between the bright, logical, outside world of society, authority and officialdom, versus the insular, isolated, inner world of sanctuary and retreat. Yet as the film goes on, we begin to detect a double meaning; authority is questionable. Society is reasonable strictly on its surface, and only so long as everything is going well. Safe refuge, once cut off from the outside world, can quickly degenerate into an insular den of suspicion, irrational fear, and schizophrenia.

It's the cinematography that accomplishes this. Our sickening epiphany arrives not just from Phase 7's dialogue and action, but from a dual interpretation made possible by the very lighting and camera work itself. Ultimately, Phase 7 is about masquerade; how things -people and situations -can turn out to be something very different from their daily representations.

In Phase 7, Coco discovers that he can't trust anyone or anything other than his own judgment and instincts, but the trouble comes from not knowing for sure whether his personal interpretations are sound. Under the circumstances, with little reliable input to go on, and multiple variables and potential explanations for what's happening, every course of action is a gamble. Coco must do his best to make the right choices to deliver himself and Pipi from myriad dangers which mount behind every turn of their complex's twisting stairwells, foreboding cavernous parking garage, and eerily dimmed corridors.

The plot: A goofy slacker and his pregnant wife attempt to survive a pandemic after their apartment complex is quarantined.

Phase 7 doesn't bother being coy about its influences. It's basically the plot of Rec, music from John Carpenter's minimalist synth scores, and style of Shaun of the Dead. By itself, that sounds enjoyable enough, if you're into high concept, low budget B movies. However, it's really well done. I'm a bit surprised that the rating is so low, though I can understand why some people might dismiss it as derivative.

Phase 7 isn't overly concerned with traditional horror movie tropes, though it does toy with them. Instead, it focuses on social satire and black comedy. There are very few infected people, but, unlike movies such as Rec and 28 Days Later, the effects tend to be a bit more subtle. Similar to The Signal, people tend to become more extreme in their behavior, though you're often left wondering if people are infected or your average crazy neighbor. In the end, I think the effect is the same, and this is one of the themes of the movie. There's a bit of gore and violence, but it's sparingly used. If you're looking for a vicious bloodbath, you're sure to be disappointed. Most of the scenes are played for humor, rather than tension or horror.

I liked the characters quite a lot. Most of them were flawed in some major way, but they were all fairly likable despite it. The ways that they react to each other and the situations were quite often rather amusing, even if it did play out a bit predictably at times. If you like Shaun of the Dead, Re-Animator, Army of Darkness, and other comedy/horror movies, you'll probably enjoy Phase 7. If you're looking for something original or gory, maybe you should try a different movie, however.