a list that is trying to contain every horror film made that is not lost and is found on the…
Nothing can stop them, no one can help you. They know who you are.
Mourning the accidental death of his wife and having just moved to New York with his young son, laconic police psychologist Cal Jamison (Martin Sheen) is reluctantly drawn into a series of grisly, ritualistic murders involving the immolation of two youths.
John Schlesinger's horror-thriller, "The Believers," is a watchable, sometimes gripping film that suffers from a muddled plot and histrionic highs before coming back down to Earth with a creepy, little epilogue. Its pieces do not all fit well together, but the film makes for a serviceable chiller.
Martin Sheen plays a police therapist who moves to New York after the tragic death of his wife. There, he and his son get embroiled in domestic melodrama, grisly animal and human killings, and a some kind of cult plot. There are a whole lot of narrative threads, and, though the film works hard to keep them all in line, the story ends up tangled.
Sheen is solid as the quickly recovering therapist,…
I saw a lousy documentary yesterday by the name of "The Unbelievers". and now a lousy thriller by the name of "The Believers"... I never seem to get it right.
No, but seriously. Martin Sheen plays the part of "worst dad in the world" while trying to solve some murder cases involving strange rituals, and while mourning his electrified wife, having a romance, and getting angry whit his Hispanic housemaid. We also have a sweaty neurotic crazy Jimmy Smits, child abuse, mind control and... yeah, this is a total mess. Entertaining mess, I must add.
In which Charlie Sheen's daddy faces off against the evil/mystical powers of voodoo nonsense. It's got a pretty much crap reputation but how bad could it be with John Schelsinger behind the camera? Well if you've seen any Schelisinger movies beside "Midnight Cowboy" and "Marathon Man" you might have an idea.
-This film peaks in the first bit with a traumatizing encounter with a coffee machine and spilled milk. Never again will I stand in milk and mess with a coffee machine that is shooting sparks out of it.
-Watching this I really felt a William Friedkin vibe in some of its more effective moments and it turns out the cinematographer (Robby Muller) is the same as "To Live and…
Esa Nueva York de Lustig o Cohen ambientando todos los terrores imaginables es un lujo. Como ellos dos, Schlesinger era un maestro artesano y callejero, así que no era difícil lograr un impacto de terror como Los Creyentes.
Posiblemente no sea un clásico por vivir en plena década de los ochenta, pero pertenece a esa familia que empezó a crecer con La semilla del diablo y que aún hoy nos da grandes sorpresas como NO OS LO DIGO PORQUE NO LA HABÉIS VISTO MUAJAJAJAJA
Director John Schlesinger slices the ham extra thick for this nonsensical, justly forgotten schlockfest about a Voodoo-ish religion taking over New York's cognoscenti. Written by Mark Frost, who went on to co-create Twin Peaks, and adapted from a novel called The Religion, you can imagine throughout the sort of turgid prose this began life as. Keen not to appear racist the film indiscriminately demonises all religions, various ethnic minorities, rich people, bleeding heart liberals, middle-aged single females and, most hilariously, milk.
It's hard to write a coherent review of a film that's so all over the place, so heres some thoughts.
- Opens with the funniest death scene of the eighties. Pretty sure they weren't going for funny.
- Was Martin Sheen still on the coke at this point? I'm gonna go with yes, because he's at TEN for most of this.
- Features a truly horrific spider-based scene. Spiders can fuck off forever.
- Would be pretty much unwatchable without Sheen and Loggia.
- Way, way too long.
Eh, it's alright I guess.
VHS backgrounded while writing piece for October Diaries (from last year). Living room.
A bizarre film. It has a shocking opening and an amazing ending. Everything in-between is sort of boring and doesn't make much sense. What keeps you invested though is an incredible performance by Martin Sheen.
The Believers porte la marque de fabrique des thrillers occultes des années 80s - on s'épargnera l'énumération des clichés dont le film ne fait pas l'économie - sans aucune fausse note mais en ne parvenant pas à se hisser au panthéon du genre : The Serpent and the Rainbow ou Angel Heart n'ont pas de soucis à se faire. La faute à un script trop appliqué mais sans audace ni surprise, à une interprétation un peu falote ; si le film n'est pas mauvais, que certaines séquences tiennent la route, il ne laisse globalement pas un souvenir impérissable.
Prochain arrêt ? Sans doute pas.
Six-o-meter : 2/6
My aunt let me watch this as a child and I've been traumatized ever since.
“Here's another one of those movies where a Caribbean voodoo cult wants to practice a blood sacrifice using the child of a Manhattan psychiatrist,” States Roger Ebert who then continues with the question - “Can't they think of anything new to make a movie about?”
Roger Ebert’s well written review can be found here
Schlesinger tackles santeria in New York City.
This was loaned to me and my girlfriend (at the time) on tape by her parents, because they knew I liked horror movies and they thought this one was really scary. That was in... 2005? We kept it for 2 years, never watching it. Then I moved away.
I finally came to it 11 years later, now having an appreciation for some of Schlesinger's other work. It's hard to find something noteworthy to say about The Believers. Jimmy Smits is really commanding in his role, and it's rather early in his career (his third theatrical feature). Martin Sheen's performance crossed into camp territory at times, I felt, and I couldn't tell what he…
Il sacrificio dell'innocenza per il potere e la ricchezza. Temi caldi affrontati da John Schlesinger in maniera tiepida, forse non molto a suo agio in un'operazione del genere: dopo un notevole incipit (letteralmente folgorante), la sceneggiatura gira un po' a vuoto tra riti magici e santeria, ma nonostante ciò qualche colpo il film lo assesta (il corpo del bambino; le formiche; i serpenti). Il cattivo della situazione non convince molto, al contrario di Martin Sheen, veramente in parte. Dignitoso.
Oldschool-Horror á la "Rosemaries Baby".
Muß man mögen, kann man lieben.
Mir persönlich sind derlei Schinken etwas zu zäh.
so is this tosh elevated by john schelsinger or simply the man slumming it? it's hard to tell at first but the more the film goes on and it becomes more and more cliched and ridiculous and downright silly, it's looking heaving on the slumming it. whichever it is, it's very handy that the expert on the voodoo-esque cult that wrote the book "so you want to get involved in voodoo-esque cults" that our hero interviews seems to have been besties with the people behind the conspiracy. more conspiracies should be this easy to solve frankly... the ending is the sort of thing that you can sort of sense all considered just giving up any pretence of enthusiasm as it goes on. a silly, silly film
The canon posited by Will H. Rockett in Devouring Whirlwind: Terror and Transcendence in the Cinema of Cruelty, published in…
Took me 24 hours to do this, yes, I'm serious!! Trying to find some of these movies but hey I…