The Beast Within (1982)
Dir. Philippe Mora
Written by Tom Holland
Starring Ronny Cox, Bibi Besch, L. Q. Jones
After the disappointment of a werewolf-free HOUR OF THE WOLF, I thought
I’d try to fill the werewolf-shaped hole in my life with this 1982
obscurity, which I thought would have werewolves because A) It’s called
THE BEAST INSIDE and B) the cover has a guy (who looks a little like Meat Loaf) obviously transforming into a werewolf. Well, guess what. No
werewolf. But it turns out to be OK, because THE BEAST INSIDE is
actually much more unique and interesting than you might assume it would
be. For one thing, you’ve got Ronny Cox in a rare non-villainous role,
and he wears an awesome deerskin jacket most of the movie. For another
thing, it’s about the spirit of an insane beastman possessing his
rape-spawned son and exacting revenge against a conspiracy of redneck
Mississippians. So that’s unusual, I think. I haven’t seen all of Ingmar
Bergman’s films but I’m pretty sure he never made one of those.
It’s the first script by Tom Holland (FRIGHT NIGHT, PSYCHO II,
CHILD’S PLAY and jesus, he wrote and directed THE LANGOLIERS and
THINNER? Wish I didn’t know that) and the first American film by Aussie
weirdo Philippe Mora (HOWLING II and III, MAD DOG MORGAN, and the
unofficial STONE COLD sequel BACK IN BUSINESS) so there’s a certain
amount of talent behind the production, but no one knew it at the time
and the film was unfairly dismissed as trashy (it occasionally is) and
exploitative (I would argue it’s not). I suppose there’s something
exploitative about an escaped man-beast on a vengeance-fueled
rape-and-murder rampage, but it’s actually treated with a good bit of
emotional subtlety. Ronny Cox and Bibi Besch are dealing with the
unpleasant implication of their son being conceived through rape, and
are facing it only uneasily as a last resort to save him, while the kid
is completely overwhelmed with confusion at his bizarre turn his life
has taken. Considering the subject matter, it’s actually handled with
surprising sensitivity (which is found mostly in the nuanced
performances by the family). Add to that some genuinely effective horror
staging (including a great sequence in a creepy morgue) and a genuinely twisty mystery plot, and you’ve got yourself a
honest-to-god underrated horror find.
The only thing they stumble on is the design of the monster itself.
It’s cool that they avoid the trap of yet another goofy werewolf or
bigfoot suit, but, um, once we finally see the monster he looks pretty
ridiculous. The makeup on the kid as he gradually changes is top notch,
and the excellent physical performance adds another bestial dimension to
it. But the total transformation... well, see for yourself. The monster is the guy on the right. He looks
like a cross between a chimp and a turtle. Those eyes... who looked at
that and thought, “yeah, this looks good”?? Fortunately you only get
fleeting glances at him, and the final climactic scene (which is a real
heartbreaker, no joke) is completely lost in the shadows so you aren’t
distracted by having to look at the tragic result of Razhar and Tokka spending an ill-advised night of passion together. For a twisty and
surprisingly well-made forgotten 80’s monster movie, you could do a
whole lot worse.
Wha, no Chainsawnukah Checklist?
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