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When disc jockey Grant Mazzy reports to his basement radio station in the Canadian town of Pontypool, he thinks it's just another day at work. But when he hears reports of a virus that turns people into zombies, Mazzy barricades himself in the radio booth and tries to figure out a way to warn his listeners about the virus and its unlikely mode of transmission.
A big thanks to Steve G for recommending this film.
IT FREAKED ME THE FUCK OUT!
Holy hell, I still have goosebumps all over! It's so clever, and just brilliantly terrifying. The only thing keeping it from receiving a full blow five star review, is that the story takes a turn halfway through that made me sigh deeply and force a very one-sided, and very unhappy conversation with my television: "what? Really?.... Oh, what the hell... Why do that? WHY!? Rewrite, re-fucking-write!".
To my relief (and my DvD players survival) it did carry on pretty well after the plot dive, and managed to deliver a pretty good ending after all. I'd recommend this to EVERYONE... everyone... everyone. everyone. everyone...…
”Pontypool .. Pontypool .. PontypoolPontypoolPontypool, Pon-ty-pool. … Now I eat you.
This is my first revisit to Pontypool, although I pass by it several times a month. I usually hunt the dial for radio CLSY, but can never seem to find it. A small shiver always runs down my spine as I pass the exit.
Pontypool is like no other film I’ve seen. It’s not only unique as a horror, but as a film itself. Borrowing more from Orson Wells’s War of the Worlds radio broadcast than its own source novel, Pontypool creates its world and characters with elegant compactness. Within the first few minutes we know all about our lead character, Grant Mizzy, a shock-jock from the big…
Pontypool is one of those films that I have nearly watched numerous times - on DVD, on TV and on various internet sites. I don't think anything was putting me off watching it as I purposely stopped myself from knowing anything about it. As it turned out, I don't think knowing the basic plot could have prepared me from what I was about to see.
My global tour of pant-shitters brings me to Canada for the tale of radio presenter Stephen McHattie and his producers Georgina Reilly and Lisa Roule trying to figure out what the hell is going on in the titular town around during a live broadcast.…
I had no idea what this would be about when I started watching it. Imagine my surprise when it turned out to be one of the smartest, tightest, most engrossing and original horror films I've seen this year! Canada rules the indie scene!
Let's make radio.
The film is best be described as a psychological horror. The main characters (and the viewer) experience the "horror" through first and second hand accounts from people calling into the radio station. Never actually seeing what's happening, but hearing descriptions of what's going on. This ends up being surprisingly engrossing and suspenseful.
The entire film in fact takes place inside a small radio station with a staff of three people. On paper this film has everything going against it, but it works because of the exceptional directing by Bruce McDonald. Considering the film takes place in a very small building it's quite amazing how he's able to keep the film visually interesting from beginning to…
Big city radio host Grant Mazzy is just finding his feet in his new position at Pontypool's humble radio station. During one of his nightly broadcasts, a strange hive mind inducing viral outbreak slowly takes a grip on the small towns population.
Amazingly sharp, psychological take on the tired zombie genre. Premise starts out a little like "The Fog"'s rural radio broadcaster, but the story takes its own unique path. It begins with a light slightly humorous tone, but slowly becomes claustrophobic, the plot really twists and turns and becomes much darker as the movie progresses. The movie hinges on actor Stephen McHattie and the character of Mazzy. It features great music and amazing sound production that add greatly to the sense of tension. Likewise the direction is sublime by Bruce McDonald. But top marks to Tony Burgess writing, I can't wait to see his next movie 'Hellmouth' now, which also casts McHattie in the lead.
Pontypool reminds me of an old Twilight Zone episode, where a suspenseful atmosphere is built up by suggestion and dialogue. Unlike the best TZ, Pontypool doesn't quite stick the landing, but it's still well worth your time.
This was interesting to say the least. It's a horror movie missing much of the action sequence we tend to imagine with this genre. It definitely had the feel of Orson Wells' War of the Worlds. This film also made me think, what does happen in other places like radio stations when stuff like this occurs in the horror genre? Though some parts didn't make sense to me, like the using words to confuse the victims, but overall, it wasn't a bad experience with this experimental film.
Kill kill kill, kill, kill... Kill kill. Kill.
Kill isn't kill, kill isn't kill.
It isn't kill.
Kill isn't kill, kill isn't kill, kill isn't kill. It isn't kill, kill isn't kill
Kill is kiss.
Kill is kiss, kill is kiss, kill is kiss, killiskiss, killiskisskilliskisskilliskiss.
What is kill?
It's probably better that you don't understand that.
Day 5: So it's spread by words. And that doctor wasn't bat shit crazy. But what up with that ending though.
And how did I jump from Day 1 to Day 5.
Hooptober 2015: 3/31
Country 1 of 4: Canada
From the opening moments of Pontypool, you know you're about to experience something different.
A horror film that has more in common with Glengarry Glen Ross and 12 Angry Men than Halloween or Dawn of the Dead, Pontypool is set all in one location: the interior of a radio station. Single location narratives are something of a weakness of mine, I admit, but the tightness of script and narrative pacing that accompanies these films is something you can hardly overlook. Pontypool continues this tradition and, while a horror film, is driven primarily by characters and dialogue. This focus on dialogue is in fact built into the source of terror, and the film…
I love this movie up until the last minute. The ending is so frustratingly bad because for the first 99.9% of the film, it's outstanding.
A product really unusual that tells the story of a village called Pontypool going from everyday life to a mysterious virus that is transmitted through the word. The resulting film is bordering on the absurd, mysterious and adrenaline.
Stephen McHattie is outstanding. As well as to create a great character succeeds through its facial expressions to make the story more real and incisive. A really good movie.
Un prodotto davvero atipico che racconta le vicende di un paese di nome Pontypool andando dalla quotidianità fino ad una misterioso virus che si trasmette tramite la parola. Il risultato è un film al limite dell'assurdo, misterioso ed adrenalinico.
Stephen McHattie è eccezionale. Oltre che a creare un gran personaggio riesce tramite le proprie espressioni facciali a rendere la storia più reale ed incisiva. Davvero un bel film.
Alternately thrillingly good and frustratingly unsatisfying. I slowly came on board only to be thrown off when the obits come mid-film followed by the change in pace. I climbed back on board for a breathless finale that saved it all from being a wreck. The film is impressive. That said, I can see it being an even more impressive live stage play.
Sydney Briar is alive.
Love the concept of this movie, that's how you do low-budget horror baby... oh no!
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