Dark Match

Over the years, there have been a few attempts to bring film and wrestling together. While this has resulted in modern favourites such as The Wrestler or The Iron Claw, there have also been some real stinkers, such as Death From Above. There has also been a few attempts to mesh wrestling and horror together too, which yields mixed results in the world of professional wrestling and thus far has provided little entertainment on film, but Dark Match proved to be a step up from the likes of Pro Wrestlers Vs Zombies.

First and foremost, there's some decent acting in this movie, with Steven Ogg once again stealing the show. Very few actors become successful after starring in a video game, but since his infamous role as Trevor in Grand Theft Auto V, he's made the most of every opportunity he's given to display his versatility, even in roles such as this where's if anything, he's the anchor that keeps the viewer, especially wrestling fans, grounded. Elsewhere, Chris Jericho, who isn't the greatest actor in the world but always understands the assignment, does a perfect job as the villain, falling somewhere between Linus Roache's performance in Mandy and Gene Simmons in Never Too Young To Die, giving us a solid mix of cult and camp.

While it's an enjoyable film that has some Easter eggs for fans, it is nonetheless predictable and at times a little flat. In particular our heroine, Miss Behave, feels less like the badass they attempt to portray her as, and more grumpy. Ayisha Issa may also be best known for her role in a video game (namely Fliss from Man Of Medan,) but she feels more real in that role, ironically. She doesn't do a bad job here, but the character itself feels a bit cookie cutter. I won't spoil the ending, but I think I audibly said, "Oh, they're going with this?" which left me a little disappointed.

All in all, Dark Match is a fun way to spend an hour and a half, with plenty of violence for horror fans and insider terms and a good adaptation of the grappling itself to please wrestling fans. Worth a watch if you just want to be entertained.

Rating Breakdown

Story - 1.25 :: Direction - 1.25 :: Pacing - 1.25 :: Performances - 1.25 :: Entertainment - 1.25

TOTAL - 6.25/10

I have often found that the best horror movies operate much like a well-executed wrestling match. They build suspense, mislead, and taunt you with moments of hope before dropping you face-first into despair. "Dark Match" is exactly that sort of film, a supernatural wrestling action-horror fever dream that body-slams expectations and pile-drives logic straight through the mat.

I stumbled upon this little curiosity while scavenging through Shudder's horror catalogue, and it was a choice well-made. The premise is deceptively simple: a group of wrestlers sign up for an underground event, a so-called Dark Match, only to discover that the stakes involve more than championship belts and bruised egos. Instead, their very lives hang in the balance. But this is not just standard supernatural bloodsport. This film delights in leading you down a path, only to smack you with a steel chair of narrative subversion. Every time I thought I had its angle pinned, it wriggled free and took me in another, often stranger, direction.

The writing is sharp, teasing the audience with breadcrumbs of information, throwing in enough red herrings to keep the waters murky but never descending into incoherence. The pacing ensures that the mystery remains tantalising rather than frustrating, each revelation feeling more like a natural progression than a cheap trick.

A large part of the film's success lies in its direction. The wrestling sequences are executed with a verve that suggests someone behind the camera actually respects the sport. The fights are visceral, kinetic, and filmed with an energy that captures the unique ballet of brutality that makes wrestling such an enduring spectacle.

And then, when we move into the film's more dramatic moments, something odd happens. The direction, so vibrant in the ring, suddenly slackens. Scenes stretch longer than necessary, the camera loses its spark, and the momentum stutters. It is as though the director, having exerted themselves in crafting the action, decided to take a breather.

Visually, "Dark Match" leans heavily into shadows and suffocating red lighting. It mostly works, creating an ominous atmosphere, but there are times when it crosses into frustrating murkiness. When you start questioning your screen brightness, you know the crimson rabbit hole has gone too deep.

The acting was better than expected, due especially to Michael Eklund in a starring role. The cast throws themselves into their roles and the wrestling, elevating the experience. The Masked Wrestler, however, should have been a nimble high-flyer but instead moved with all the agility of a refrigerator being tipped over. And then there is Chris Jericho, once a titan of the squared circle, now reduced to a performance so wooden I half-expected termites to start nibbling at his edges.

Despite its occasional missteps, be it the drag in pacing, the overuse of red lighting, or the odd bit of lacklustre acting, "Dark Match" is a wildly enjoyable horror brawl. It is the kind of film that will likely earn a cult following, a homage to both wrestling and horror that understands the grand theatricality of both. I may not always rewatch horror films, but this one? I could see myself stepping into the ring for another round.

A group of traveling wrestlers hold sideshow wrestling tournaments in various small communities. They are lured to an isolated town to perform. Something is wrong. The matches are unusual and deadly.

This is an interesting idea for a low-budget horror indie. This Canadian film is using all of its low rent qualities. Chris Jericho is probably the big name here. It's a simple concept. The writing could be better. It does need more time with the big boss level. This is not anything exceptional, but it's good enough.

I'll admit despite the amateur theatric, jokey performances and(some) would say fake fighting, I would take wrestling over football anytime. At least there is a sense of fun, massive amounts of self-deprecating humour and fans that don't destroy front line service vehicles if their respective sides lose the game/battle.

It is the basis for one of the most underrated films of the last twenty five years-Stephen Merchants' Fighting With My Family and is the decent basis for a horror.

A group of wrestlers find themselves at the mercy of a group of bloodthirsty cult members.

The level of cheapness may put some off and the usual' tick box' of casting Ayisha Issa in the lead is tiresome. But remember, black woman are powerfully built and certainly would dominate the wrestling ring , she is no exception.

Her romance with the excellent Steven Ogg rings true and he convinces as a older wrestler just trying to earn a living.

This fun if forgettable horror is a mash up of The Running Man and The Wrestler.

I wasn't expecting much from this film but I was very surprised. As a big wrestling fan I had fun watching this cheese fest. But the reason I couldn't review this higher is because of the horrendous acting of Chris Jericho. As a former word champion I expected him to at least be able to act in a wrestling film of all things. But no his ridiculous bad guy cult leader is just painful to watch. He's more wooden than a barn door. Thankfully though the rest of the cast are fantastic. Well worth a watch just ignore Jericho and his obnoxious attempt at acting. Steven ogg as always is a huge shining show stealing star we need more of.