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Rev-iew: Raw (2016)

Um…

From the folks at Wikipedia:

Raw (FrenchGrave) is a 2016 coming-of-age body horror drama film written and directed by Julia Ducournau, and starring Garance MarillierElla Rumpf, and Rabah Nait Oufella.[5][6][7][8] The plot follows a young vegetarian‘s first year at veterinary school, where she tastes meat for the first time and develops a craving for human flesh.

The film premiered at the 2016 Cannes Film Festival on 14 May 2016 and was theatrically released in the United States on 10 March 2017 by Focus World, and in France on 15 March 2017 by Wild Bunch. The film received critical acclaim, with praise for Ducournau’s direction and screenplay, though was met with some controversy for its graphic content.


The Rev-iew:

Last night, I took advantage of Alamo Drafthouse Cedars “Terror Tuesday” as recommended by an old friend and Alamo staff member. As with almost every film I see there, I was only accompanied by about three or four people. I don’t know how they stay in business, but I personally enjoy it. No one sitting in my row or behind me means I can take notes during the film.

I didn’t.

I forgot I even had a stylus on my phone.

Actually, I forgot quite a few things during this film. That should tell you everything you need to know.

This is the same director as Titaine. I own that film on a friend’s recommendation but have never watched it. I think it was one of those pandemic dares. Now, I’m scared because Raw is that director’s freshman film. What kind of freaky French rabbit-hole have I stumbled upon?

First of all, the film is subtitled. That’s not a problem for me but it’s a problem for many.

Next, it’s French. Their lifestyle is a bit of a shock for the more conservative, American viewer.

Finally, this film came out nearly a decade ago with a small American theatrical run back in 2017. If you still want to see this film un-spoiled, stop reading now. You’ve had almost ten years.


I went into this film knowing nothing other than it was a French Body Horror piece. I dig foreign horror art films; that’s exactly what I got. No surprises.

So, our main character wants to be invisible, but she comes from a family of wealthy, “can I speak to your manager,” vegetarians. Apparently, they’re legacies at this prestigious FU French Hogwarts of veterinary schools. I wasn’t aware that France was in need of so many veterinarians in 2016.

Seriously, the set pieces look like they were filmed in an abandoned Russian complex only explored by YouTube thrill-seekers in ski masks. Every frame feels cold, filthy, and uneasy. I’ve never been to France, but that’s the vibe I got from the film.

When she gets to school, it’s weeks upon weeks of hazing and partying. As an initiation, she must eat a piece of animal flesh. Being a life-long vegetarian, she protests, but her older sister – who is also attending Horror Hogwarts like their own Weasley family cannibal – insists it’s tradition. Our main character gets horribly ill, and things begin to change. When she reveals it to her older sister, we discover that her addiction hits a little close to home.

I’m still speechless twelve hours later.

I spent the entire film cringing in my seat, and not just from the special effects. This film is very “handsy”, even between family members. As mentioned above, the French culture has a completely different set of boundaries when compared to the United States. If you’re on the spectrum at all, this movie will make you want to curl up into a ball and die.

Seeing this film in an empty theater made me feel uncomfortably vulnerable. I like movies that make me “feel”, and this succeeds. I just wasn’t a fan of “those” feelings.

Gore doesn’t bother me; I condone as much as can fit on film, but I prefer it to be a tad over the top for comedic purposes. Horror is funny to me most times when the fake blood factor is cranked up to eleven as in the Terrifier series. This is NOT that kind of movie.

The special effects are subtle and realistic. Disturbingly realistic. There are several scenes filmed inside the veternary school that were done during actual schoolastic instruction. They seriously gag a horse with a ventalation tube and lift him upside down with a crane. According to last night’s host, the animal cadavers are real.

The best way I can describe watching this film would be…

Imagine being locked in a grocery store butcher shop overnight against your will.

To boot, the film is highly sexualized, and not in a pleasurable way. Trust me, you’ll get no body horror relief from the bow-chica-wow-wow scenes because they’re also quite triggering. It just all felt rather “forced”, and I’m not a sexual fuddy-duddy. I mean I’m old, but I’m not that old. I don’t mean “forced” as in shoving it down our throats for no reason; it’s validated. It’s just uncomfortably violent; animalistic almost.

To rate this film would depend on the type of person you are. If you can appreciate a debut foreign art piece from a director who enjoys a bit of the old-fashioned macabre with implied underage sexuality, incest and down-right in-your-face cannibalism, then this is a five star film.

If you can’t stomach any of the above for ninety minutes? Zero.

I applaud the direction, editing, and special effects. This movie made me feel things, but they’re not things I normally like to feel. I would only watch this film again on a dare if a guest had never seen it. That means it’s purchase-worthy, because I’m a freak who collects obscure art.

This is the movie you put on at a party to see whose date will vomit first.

Personally, the film did what it set out to do, and it did so in a way unlike most I’ve seen before. That doesn’t mean I liked it.

3/5

Next Terror Tuesday? Spree (2020) 9.9.25 @ 930pm

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The Reverend’s Reads

To most, 1865 was an eye-opening year. The American Civil War was officially over and the soldiers fortunate enough to survive the bloody conflict returned home to collect the pieces of their former lives. To young Arizonan, Robert Jack, the fateful desert homecoming marked the end to all he once knew. Forgiveness is overrated. Death is final. Revenge, however, dances between the fine lines of mortality and eternity. Love always finds a way.

The Dime Western Returns!

“Reading Jim Walker and the Redemption Hymn is equal parts quirky fun and riveting action. Cloud’s confident, entertaining voice draws the reader in like an old radio western: the perfect bite-sized story with a main character you’re ready to follow through every adventure he finds himself on. So, tune in next time…”

– Megan Stockton, author of Lovely, Dark & Deep

The history books would read that Jim Walker was brutally executed after the Battle of Goliad, but a few promises in the right ear blurred the contrast between blood and ink. Now an aging bounty hunter on the verge of retirement, his services are requested in the Northern Arizona Territory to solve the terrifying mystery of the Verde River Massacre. With guns from a local Deputy, courage from a saloon proprietor, and a deathbed confession from an all-too-familiar Medicine Woman, Jim sets off on what could be his final adventure. Will he lay the ghosts of his past to rest once and for all, or is he simply whistling his Redemption Hymn?

“Someone call DC and tell them this is how you write a female hero character!” – Lisa Lee Tone, Bibliophelia Templum

Angel Burns is a young firefighter with a shrouded history. During a routine night at work, she stumbles upon a demonic ceremony that brings her memories out of hiding – as well as her repressed supernatural powers. Angel soon learns her life was intended for things greater than extinguishing fires for mortals. Now on the payroll of the Vatican, Angel embarks upon an epic quest to protect the Gutenberg Bibles from evil. If successful, she will secure peace for generations. If she fails, the power of the ancient books will bestow an eternity of darkness upon all humanity!

Toby Liberman is nearing the end of his rope. After a fateful confrontation with his wife’s lover, he is chased into the woods only to be discovered by an unidentifiable creature. He is attacked and rendered unconscious. Upon waking at the scene of a gruesome triple homicide, Toby is arrested as the sole suspect and thrown into a jail cell with a strange man that knows way too much about his predicament. The stranger reveals to Toby that he now possesses the curse of the werewolf. Using his new-found strength to flee his captors, Toby begins to discover that things are not what they seem in the sleepy town of Twin Oaks, TX. Now hunted by law enforcement, as well as the town’s gun toting civilians, Toby seeks vengeance against his false accusers and embarks upon a quest to clear his name once and for all.

A Curse Beyond Comprehension. A Power Beyond Belief. A Girl Far From Home. Katie Liberman is your typical eighteen-year-old college student…or at least that’s what her family thinks. Picking up five years after the events of A Taste of Home, Katie has dropped out of school and embarked upon a dangerous quest to find Kurt Jimmerson, the New York City attorney responsible for her family’s werewolf curse. Unknown to her, the attorney’s grip on the ‘City That Never Sleeps’ is tighter than imagined and she’ll need any and all help available to be victorious. But… where do you find friends when you’re Far From Home?

Twin Oaks, Texas is at war! Taking place immediately after the Far From Home events in New York City, Katie Liberman has returned to rescue her birthplace from the clutches of her nemesis. As the paranormal battle of North vs. South rages in the shadows, the tiny town must decide to fight against the odds or become one with the darkness. Blood will be shed and only one will survive as the final battle of the Home Series concludes.

I know this is the part where I’m supposed to talk about the book, but I feel as though the synopsis needs its own preface to truly understand. 2023 was quite an eye-opening year! I began it by living my dream as a vintage steam locomotive fireman, but that dream was soon squashed thanks to my writing career. It won’t matter that you wrote your extreme horror offerings years ago and under a pen name. Also, it won’t matter that your publisher and author friends from days gone by express pleasantries and kind, nurturing words to your face, because they’ll clique-up and talk trash the minute you turn your back. F**k the biz, create. Create for art, not clicks. Click for love, not hate. Those are words true artists should have no issues living by, yet most seem to hide behind their keyboard shields, flinging ill-thought words of destruction toward once-trusted ears. Don’t pour something into everything; pour everything into something. Do it all by yourself if necessary. With any luck, 2024 will be the year of The Reverend. I’m not exactly sure what that means yet, but we’ll find out together. Anyway, here are a few short stories and poems I wrote as C. Derick Miller in 2023. I stole them from myself. Fair and square. Enjoy.

Poetry has always come naturally to me. Whether it is an expression of emotion toward someone I care about, or a display of humor pointed in the direction of those I loathe, it is my true outlet. Several of these works were written in a passenger seat while exploring the highways of the United States and somehow managed to survive “The Great Ex-Wife/Ex-Girlfriend Poetry Purge” of 2019. Others were penned during COVID-19 quarantine. Although it may not be the most epic poetry collection you’ve ever read, it all contains bits of blood and soul. You will feel something. Guaranteed.

“This profound collection of horror brings classic monsters into new light in the modern day” – B.L. Blankenship, God Walks The Dark Hills series.

The modern world is a crazy place. Worrying about childish politicians, empty grocery store shelves, and our pending membership to the “global disease of the week” club, it leaves very little time for the average reader to finish an entire novel. This is where Six from Five Seven: Short Stories from a Short Man comes in clutch! A story per day to keep the impending apocalypse away, with a single day left over to contemplate why you purchased this book in the first place. That sounds like an entertaining week when compared to the one you were destined to have regardless. What do a cursed husband, a privileged brat, a curious prostitute, a repressed savior, a vengeful son, and two hell-bound soldiers have in common? Their stories lie within the pages of this collection and invite you to tag along on their journeys of fate, redemption, and demise. When finished, you, dear reader, can hide this book inside your basement with the rest of those important documents you wished you’d never taken home. The FBI won’t be happy, but at least they’ll know you’re a cool person for owning a copy while conducting the raid. That must count for something, right? Let’s hope the judge thinks so!

Also, there’s a few other things not listed here that are floating around out there. Best of luck with the hunt.

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Rev. Dare Cloud

Reverend · adjective. worthy of adoration or reverence. synonyms: sublime · sacred.

is a Dallas author, musician, and gonzo journalist. Some of his works include the controversial splatter-western Starving Zoe (written as C. Derick Miller), the Taste of Home trilogy, and the ongoing Jim Walker series. He is also the co-host of the American Justice Podcast and Senior Writer/Junior Producer for AtuA Productions LLC. His literary crushes are (of course) Hunter S. Thompson, J.D. Salinger, and Kevin Smith. Preach truths, toke jokes, and shoplift Amazon.

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You’ve just been thinking
That’s what you do, baby
Hold it down, Dare!” – Gorillaz

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