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You would think that young adults of this day and age have seen enough
horror movies to know that trips with your band of assorted friends to
remote locations usually end up not being the best of outings. The
characters of The Stitcher obviously haven’t since a sense of optimism
permeates their trip to their friend’s newly inherited lake house,
oblivious to the fact that they will run into a very nasty man who plans
on cutting their trip and their lives short. That may be a bit of a
clichéd way to describe a horror movie, but no more clichéd than what
the Stitcher has to offer. The usual dead teenager scenario is
admittedly given a bit more spice by the filmmaker’s decision to focus
on the whole scenario as opposed to just presenting a series of random
kills strung together by a flimsy premise.
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It has its moments, but never seems to rise above anything
than mediocre, so it follows a faithful formula that won’t
deviate from most viewers’ expectations. On the positive
side, the movie is competent for an indie production, and
those tired of seeing familiar fright icons such as Jason
and Michael Myers stalk expressionlessly toward their prey
will be delighted as they see The Stitcher furiously sprint
after his victims, even if he does acquire the teleportation
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The psycho is visually more interesting than most neo-slasher villains
on the occasions that you get to see him, and care has gone into making
him a killer with a quest. What I found most interesting was the absence
of the usual misogynistic themes that most slasher films are usually
full of. Obviously this is because the majority of the behind the scenes
players are women, notably the writer and the director. This gives the
movie a unique perspective not usually associated with slasher movies
but fortunately doesn’t turn this into a watered down “chick horror
movie” or a Lifetime Production.
Most of the kills happen off screen, and there is no real payoff for the
extremely tired stalk n’ slash from the killer’s point of view moments
that this film has. On interviews and in the cast & crew commentary it
is mentioned that local Tulsa theater talent was utilized for the
production, not just pretty faces that answered a newspaper or modeling
agency ad. Trust me, when I say it shows. Most of the acting, when not
outright painful is so over done that you can
imagine the actors over emoting for the audience members in the back
row. That might work on stage but it comes across as unbelievable and
horrid on film.
A bit confusing is the movies trend to leave the fates of characters a
mystery only to have people that you believed to be dead suddenly pop up
later in the film alive only to then be dispatched. It gets a bit
tiresome trying to figure out just what exactly happened to a certain
person only to have your theory upended when they appear for no reason
only to be killed to pump up a lull in the momentum.
All in all, The Stitcher is not a bad film, but it seems very cookie
cutter and repetitive of many of the slasher films from years past.
Extra points are given for making the film more of a character driven
piece even if the characters ended up becoming caricatures. Not breaking
new ground by any means, The Stitcher is a decent way to revisit a genre
that we thought went out of vogue years ago.
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