My Bloody Valentine
Directed by:
George MihalkaScreenplay:
John BeairdCinematography:
Rodney GibbonsComposer:
Paul ZazaCast:
Paul Kelman, Lori Hallier, Neil Affleck, Keith Knight, Alf Humphreys, Cynthia Dale, Helene Udy, Don Francks, Carl Marotte, Patricia Hamilton, Jack Van Evera (more)VOD (2)
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Twenty years ago, a tragic accident in mine on St. Valentine's Day took the lives of five miners. The disaster occurred while supervisors left their post to attend the town's annual Valentine's Day dance. The only survivor, Harry Warden, was confined to a mental institution after the ordeal. On the disaster's first anniversary, he returned to the town for bloody revenge. That was nineteen years ago, and memories have dimmed. Young lovers T.J. (Paul Kelman) and Sarah (Lori Hallier) and friend Axel (Neil Affleck) are among the townspeople attending another Valentine's party. Then, a box of Valentine candy arrives, containing an ominous message and a bloodsoaked heart. Before the night is over, terror will strike again and again and again. (Paramount Home Entertainment)
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My Bloody Valentine isn't bad. They managed to create a killer with quite good potential, and I'm almost surprised it didn't become a series. On the other hand, it's probably for the best because the main thing the film could have utilized - the setting, Valentine's Day - is adequately utilized in this film. Another installment wouldn't have been particularly exceptional in any way. A good slasher from the early 80s. This was a good period for films like this.
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My Bloody Stupid Police Chief. He’s the driver of the plot because after two brutal murders, he refuses to call in investigators, allowing the Valentine's Day party of the basement rulers to go ahead and even creating the only jump scare by suddenly shining a flashlight in the main heroine’s face from ten centimeters away on a well-lit night street. I forgive him for all this; it was in the script. The killer’s disguise and trauma-driven motives vaguely resemble Rosemary’s Killer, released the same year, but let’s be honest: the edited version wouldn’t even come close to cult status. The final duel with a mining pickaxe and shovel is a bit wooden, much like some of the acting performances, but the breathing through the gas mask’s snout sticks in the memory, just like its metaphorical use in the opening scene. Three canaries.
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