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Wow! I never would have expected that I'd get anywhere close to 100 likes on this…
Shut up or die.
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: the English language.
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…
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…
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!
Here's a small horror curio. Excluding a short scene at the start and a few shots of an external speaker Pontypool is set entirely within a small radio station and revolves around only 3 characters. What makes it interesting is that the events going on outside are huge. A 28 Days Later, The Last of Us-like scenario of a community being infected by some odd viral strain. A strain which is turning their hosts into babbling crazies.
Being couped up indoors, all the DJ and his producers can do is report on how the situation is escalating through eyewitness phone-ins and deal with the mounting paranoia and a fear of the outside world.
It takes a little while to get…
A bit difficult to take seriously... but good performances make the film kind of exciting....
The zombie sub-genre is an oversaturated one of recent years(ala the slasher,vampire,and torture porn sub-genres),ye there are some films in the zombie sub-genre that are actually quite inventive,such as this Canadian film,which depicts how a crass radio disc jockey(Stephen McHattie) and two of his female co-workers suddenly finds themselves trapped inside their station when the zombie apocalypse breaks out throughout their town,bringing chaos and paranoia upon them(before the zombie virus eventually break through into their station). Great performances and an intense atmosphere succeed in making this one a very watchable film. The Corbin Bernsen-directed,Bill Moseley and Patricia Tallman starring 2009 film DEAD AIR was an unofficial American remake/clone/knock-off of this film(which is also a very good film in its own right).
(reviews like this are actually just signs I really like a movie and don't know what to say)
seriously this is the best horror movie I've watched since Maniac...
My dearly beloved Pontypool kept me company as I carved my official Halloween pumpkin of 2014. I can think of few better companions to a quiet, festive evening at home than the dulcet tones of Grant Mazzy.
Excellent creepy low budget Canadian horror, with a truly unique spin on the zombie formula that I wouldn't dare spoil, but is fairly mindblowing and innovative.
Interesting idea, well-executed with just the right level of ambiance.
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
This one has been kicking around my Netflix instant watch for far too long, so I decided to give it a spin. While a refreshing entry to the horror genre, it failed to knock it out of the park for me.
The film starts strong with an interesting set-up. A shock-jock, presumably on the downward slide of his career, gets a gig hosting local radio in the tiny Canadian town of Pontypool. A normal day on the air turns nightmarish when strange reports start coming in from the outside of violence and wild mobs. This sets up a great claustrophobic atmosphere, with character reacting to the imperfect information they receive trapped in their basement radio station. The tension is built…
Some really fantastic ideas, but the ending is a disappointment. The ending may (or may not) make sense within the film's logic, but the film fails to properly sell the ending, which is a bit of a let down after the amazing setup.
Review first published by Film4
Synopsis: In parochial Pontypool, a shock jock probes, prods and provokes the end of the world (as we know it). Cult Canadian filmmaker Bruce McDonald (Roadkill, Highway 61, The Tracey Fragments) directs this reality-warping horror.
Review: "Pontypool. Pontypool. Pantypool. Pont du Flaque. What does it mean?"
If, as William S Burroughs liked to assert, language is a virus, then it is hard to tell whether shock jock Grant Mazzy (Stephen McHattie) is better suited to be its carrier or its cure. A cynical wordsmith, he deploys rampant puns, free associations, metaphorical excursions and free-wheeling irony to shake up his audience from their everyday existences - and now that he has been fired from his job…
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