Friday, December 15, 2006 - 12:54 PM
Turistas
Review By: Michael Dance
Do not be fooled by the decent trailer, clever posters, and the hype that all say Turistas is not a “typical” horror movie. It is. It also seems to be something of a Hostel rip-off, but since I’m not a fan of the “horror-porn” genre, as the torture-heavy flicks are now being called, I missed that one. I’m of the camp that prefers suspense and fear in my horror movies, not dragged-out torture and gore.
No matter which camp you’re in, though, Turistas won’t deliver for you. The structure of the story has been done so many times its just boring, and the only gore in the flick is a particularly grisly fall and an extended surgery/torture scene. The victim in said scene, by the way, is a naked girl, furthering the pornographic link. I’m sorry: it’s a sad state of affairs when a helpless naked girl sobbing with her organs hanging out has moved out of the realm of snuff films and into the realm of mainstream entertainment.
But Turistas has bigger problems: namely, it’s colossally boring. If you’ve ever seen a horror movie – ever – you’ll be able to figure out, as soon as the characters are introduced, which ones will still be alive at the end. Heck, you could probably even guess the order in which the doomed characters die. Let me give you the archetypes: there’s Alex (Josh Duhamel from Las Vegas), who’s sensible and the clear protagonist; his sweet younger sister, Bea (Olivia Wilde); a nice and pretty British girl, Pru (Melissa George), who befriends Alex; Bea’s tagalong friend Amy (Beau Garrett), and two annoying British guys (Desmond Askew, basically reprising his role in Go, and Max Brown.)
The story actually starts out rather well. Everyone’s a tourist on a rickety old bus on a narrow road trying to reach some locale in
In the aftermath, the afformentioned archetypes join together and decide to head down to a secret beach instead of waiting the eight hours for the next bus. There they find a cheap bar right on the beach, and at about the same time Amy decides to go swimming topless, everybody begins to think staying there might not be a bad idea.
Of course, it is a very bad idea, which is confirmed to us after the bartender calls a mysterious but undoubtedly evil man and tells him she has more gringos for him. (There was undoubtedly a point during filming where somebody said “we need to make sure the audience knows he’s evil,” because there’s a humorously pointless scene in which he stabs one of his subordinates in the eye with a kebob stick.) The next morning, the tourists wake up to find they’ve been robbed, and a kindly young Brazilian man offers to take them to a safe house deep in the jungle that his uncle owns. You can probably guess most of the rest.
A few attempts are made at character development. Alex is protective of his sister and tells her to order all her drinks without ice because he’s terrified of disease. Pru, the British girl, is the only one of the group to know Portuguese. (We Americans can’t be bothered to learn about other cultures, I guess.) And the bad guys even have a semi-original motivation for wanting to kill the tourists, which I guess would be kind of interesting if it had been explored at all (and since it wasn’t, I’m guessing it has little basis in reality). And the camera work is decent, going for the grainy-and-shaky realism akin to director John Stockwell’s earlier films, namely Blue Crush and Into the Blue.
Heh. Apparently he only had a two-picture deal for movies with “blue” in the title. This time he overcompensates with a ton of underwater work, thanks to a few too many scenes in a series of submerged underground caverns.
And actually, it was the ridiculously overlong water chase through said caverns that finally convinced me that Turistas is not just clichéd and forgettable, but also legitimately bad. No attempt to provide light is made, which is fine for realism but terrible for figuring out what the heck is going on. I get the approach: we only see what the characters see, it’s all just a mess of confusion and noises – but random noises and rustling figures are not the makings of entertainment. It’s not just the underwater scenes, either – even in the night scenes outside in the forest, it’s almost impossible to distinguish one character from another. At one point I was pretty sure Alex had been stabbed, but nope, it was just some random dude.
I recently finished watching the entire third season of
Movie Grade: D+
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