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Doom House is a chilling polemic on the governing mindset of post-9/11 America. In their film debut, Kyanka and Bowen masterfully weave coherent socio-political commentary with well-crafted horror in much the same way that Jacobs and Young mixed controversial political issues with comedy in their tragically short-lived and misunderstood television program Dinosaurs.
From the very outset it becomes obvious to the viewer that this is not going to be a standard blood & guts slasher-style horror film, no, this film bucks the stereotypes so inherent in the present-day horror genre.
These men respect their audience. These men display a willingness to provide their audience with more than merely scenes of crowd-pleasing, money-making gore. Like Vincent Price and Roger Corman before them, Kyanka and Bowen are unafraid to create a thinking-man's horror film, a film that is not only unabashedly low-budget, but a film that revels in its lack of capital and in fact is able to rise above its monetary restraints.
In spite of what many would have you believe, it is clear that there is no truly evil character in this film, there is no malice, there is only desperation. Within the constraints of a low budget and perhaps as a result of those limitations, Kyanka and Bowen craft characters with depth, with believable motivations, depicting both sides of the conflict as victims of circumstance all the while avoiding the uncomfortable territory of moral equivalence. Not since John Hughes' 1986 classic Ferris Bueller's Day Off have I found myself rooting for the villain as much as I did for Linux's opponent in Doom House.
In an era where the average moviegoer craves answers, Doom House dares to ask questions. In the war between East and West, between religion and secular society, between tradition and progress, is there such a thing as right and wrong? How should a person deal with loss, by suffering the painful familiar or by beginning life anew? Do the victims of history have a right to seek compensation from the innocents of another generation? What does it truly mean to be doomed? Unable to reach a wide audience due to the limitations of its budget, unseen and in fact unheard of by the majority of potential viewers, Doom House is nonetheless a classic piece of intelligent, finely-crafted cinema.
Doom House is not to be missed!
From the very outset it becomes obvious to the viewer that this is not going to be a standard blood & guts slasher-style horror film, no, this film bucks the stereotypes so inherent in the present-day horror genre.
These men respect their audience. These men display a willingness to provide their audience with more than merely scenes of crowd-pleasing, money-making gore. Like Vincent Price and Roger Corman before them, Kyanka and Bowen are unafraid to create a thinking-man's horror film, a film that is not only unabashedly low-budget, but a film that revels in its lack of capital and in fact is able to rise above its monetary restraints.
In spite of what many would have you believe, it is clear that there is no truly evil character in this film, there is no malice, there is only desperation. Within the constraints of a low budget and perhaps as a result of those limitations, Kyanka and Bowen craft characters with depth, with believable motivations, depicting both sides of the conflict as victims of circumstance all the while avoiding the uncomfortable territory of moral equivalence. Not since John Hughes' 1986 classic Ferris Bueller's Day Off have I found myself rooting for the villain as much as I did for Linux's opponent in Doom House.
In an era where the average moviegoer craves answers, Doom House dares to ask questions. In the war between East and West, between religion and secular society, between tradition and progress, is there such a thing as right and wrong? How should a person deal with loss, by suffering the painful familiar or by beginning life anew? Do the victims of history have a right to seek compensation from the innocents of another generation? What does it truly mean to be doomed? Unable to reach a wide audience due to the limitations of its budget, unseen and in fact unheard of by the majority of potential viewers, Doom House is nonetheless a classic piece of intelligent, finely-crafted cinema.
Doom House is not to be missed!