Synopsis
We dare you not to feel
People battling to the death in a seemingly endless wasteland searching for the Embodiment of Angst.
Open Doom Crescendo
2022 Directed by Terry Chiu
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Peter Kuplowsky Ian Sheldon Matias Rittatore Nilufar Al-Shourbaji Jenna Short Reggie-Ray M. Pimentel
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In the destroyed present, the aggressively badass Keikei (Xinkun Dai) and her lackadaisical white-shirted pal Rev (Ging Yu Kei) wander the wasteland looking for their friend Spike (Matias Rittatore), in between running into the confrontational Lady Moondrift (Pei Yao Xu) and her Candy Ass Kickers (They kick candy ass!!!), or the deadly Psycho on The Radio - whose kill count is like into the 900s - with the promise that one day, they'll get all the answers to their problems from the Embodiment of Angst.
Writer/Director Terry Chiu's an open book. His fears, anxiety, humour and personality are splattered all over the epic 3-hour running time of OPEN DOOM CRESCENDO, but the greatest trick he pulls is balancing it all…
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"I used to play with explosives because I have porblems, in my brain."
I don’t know how long it will take, but one day Terry Chiu will be recognized as one of the only filmmakers who really understood what it’s like to live in this awful, overwhelming world where we are pelted with information and pain with almost no actual way for any individual to fix a single goddamn thing caused by the terribly stupid people in charge. In this, the first part of what I hope will be many opuses, everyone (i.e. a band of post apocalyptic gangs in search of truth + a dog who likes to play) just wants to be free from themselves and their pain,…
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"With every glimmer of hope... comes a tornado of anti-hope"
Terry Chiu's The End of Evangelion; uncompromisingly dense and defiantly irreverent outsider art / soul searching waged on suburban margins, situating the despair of its existential wasteland entirely in an undeveloped lot featuring little more than rocky mounds and power lines - an opportune field to instigate a anarchic no-fi battle royale riddled with splatter and fists and unicorn wands in which fighting others is the very essence of fighting yourself. It's completely overwhelming, a purgatorial adventure film burrowing deeper into pain under the guise of catharsis, submerged in cacophonous punk noise philosophising and dynamic dual-subtitled information overload, home to the stray voices of the lost overlapping and undermining each…
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What if the Power Rangers were stuck in the absurdist purgatory of an existential dirt crawl after realising that they were never actually fighting to save the world, but were mislead into saving the world solely to fight?
Or, all your post-apocalypses come today and it’s just as futile as the nowhere it usurped. Only forty minutes of the full film, but heat death of cinema will be erupting from POV dickcam.
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"You transformed one of the candy ass kickers into a nuclear missile that's in that pile I just emerged from."
Some sort of last transmission from a dying god being fed fragments from an alternate dimension somethingawful forum that is now being beamed through a Canon T2i straight into our eyes. A penis-headed mutant with abandonment issues, a dancing lady of the moon, a Frank who wants to let go of his past, a bunch of zombies and people hogtied and left to die in fields - all of these lost souls wander a derelict wasteland searching for the source of the pain but only creating more of it in the process. An overwhelming, frequently baffling, always hilarious, and often…
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completely remarkable, open doom crescendo to me feels like the best of damon packard's work but with shifted influences, operating less in the space of 70s/80s horror and more around things like anime or super sentai while still keeping a vicious microcinema/DIY-ethos and probing interesting existential ideas with a degree of humour found in little else. the film is incredibly funny, at times stemming from the no-budget production but also having an incredibly sharp screenplay, committed performances, and a bevy of creative visual gags involving both production design and editing tricks (any gag involving the captions never failed to get me). but the visuals themselves are also incredibly well crafted, there are some breathtaking images here involving figures standing in…
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Sneak peek at terry Chui’s visceral /no budget anarchic live action anime / existential emo as suburban development is a post apocalyptic stand in landscape as the escalating battles register as cries from the abyss. Can’t wait for more from this utterly unique voice
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Absolutely remarkable. Joyously inconceivable. One of the most unique and kinetic theatrical experiences I’ve ever had.
Take equal parts of David Gordon Green’s introspective and Malick-y debut feature “George Washington”, and the thematic bombast of “Neon Genesis Evangelion” and other high-concept lore-heavy anime of its era. Blend on high for 3+ hours. Serve and enjoy. You’ve just swallowed and permanently made Terry Chiu’s “Open Doom Crescendo” a part of your DNA forever, and are irrevocably, transcendentally bettered for it.
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Arguably Dragon Ball Z as remade by 30-year-old Canadian teenagers in the field behind that stalled housing development, with extra metaphysics.