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Final Draft
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I think there are number of directors, writers and producers in
Hollywood that are under the assumption that horror is easy. It doesn’t
take much, just some blood, maybe a thought provoking script, and that’s
really about it. Horror is not easy though, and for every good horror
film that comes along there are at least twenty or so that are not.
That brings us to Final Draft, yet another in the unending string
of horror films that are coming out thanks to the genre gaining
popularity once again, at least for now. First, it’s seems as though
this movie doesn’t know what it wants to be. The director himself calls
it a horror film while everyone else seems to be billing it as a
thriller, so apparently just pick whatever you feel is best, though I
wouldn’t put this movie into either category. Final Draft is the
tale of Paul Twist (James Van Der Beek), a down and out screenwriter who
recently has been plagued with a memory from his childhood. While at the
circus as a youth, a clown who loved to finish his act off by breathing
fire had it go tragically wrong. The fire blew back at him setting his
head ablaze. Paul’s idea is that now, the clown has come back looking
for revenge on those who laughed at him, and the idea just won’t go
away.
Determined to get the screenplay finished, Paul decides to lock himself
in his loft with only his friend David Hockin (Darryn Lucio) being his
contact to the outside world if he needs something. As Paul begins
crafting his masterpiece, he is plagued by visions of the clown, his
ex-wife, a bully he knew from high school and now the real question is
are these visions real, are they merely a part of the script, or is it
something more sinister.
Here we go again with another film that wants to try and mess with your
head, but Final Draft never succeeds in doing so. Actually, the
only thing that it is truly successful at is being another bland and
boring, cookie cutter movie, the likes of which has been seen time and
time again. I just watched a similar idea in the film The Invisible just
a few short days ago, and even that movie isn’t the first to attempt
this.
Final Draft really would like to be menacing at times, it really
would enjoy trying to take you on a ride filled with unbelievable
delusions, but it simply can’t do so. As we watch Twist’s psyche slowly
corrode and the clown from his memories seemingly come to life to do his
bidding, Final Draft really turns into more of a shallow, slow
moving, and boring piece of cinema that really doesn’t pack any type of
a punch, slap, or even pitch. Much of what is seen in these supposedly
nightmarish visions as we see Twist bantering with the illusions in his
mind is just far too predictable. There are no real surprises here, just
expectations, and they aren’t ones of a grand performance of masterfully
crafted movie as Final Draft certainly isn’t a movie that one
could compare to the likes of Hitchcock.
Is the film a thriller? Absolute not, nor is it a horror movie but
instead of an experiment gone wrong and another shinning example of how
not to make a movie and more importantly, what is wrong in cinema today,
especially those films that are trying so desperately to pass themselves
off as horror films. Final Draft instead is merely a look inside
the mind of someone who is slowly losing it, but his interactions with
the phantasm of his wife or the bully that picked on him really do
nothing to further the plot or the character. This is much more a
remedial exercise in filmmaking without a vision, and Final Draft,
despite its name, could have used at least ten more revisions before
being a true “final draft.”
Final Draft also includes a music video which really isn’t worth
watching as well as a making of. I found this to be much like the movie
itself as the cast and crew talking endless about how great the movie is
really mirrors the film. They seem to be living out some fantasy within
their own heads, and although they think it is the best thing ever, let
me once again point out that what is here isn’t anything new, and it has
been done much better in the past.
The tagline for Final Draft is “some stories should never be
written”, but it should be changed to something along the lines of some
movies should never be filmed. Final Draft is a blow average film
with the only advantage going for it is that it wasn’t shot with a
camcorder, and I’ve personally sat through far too many of those movies
over the past few months. But the lack of bad video is about the only
thing that Final Draft has going for it, and outside of this
fact, this is just a forgettable “horror” movie that is better
overlooked.
-mike-
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Directed By:
Jonathan Dueck
Written By:
Darryn Lucio
Cast:
James Van Der Beek
Darryn Lucio
Tara Spencer-Nairn
Jeff Roop
Melanie Marden
Adam MacDonald
Devon Sterling Ferguson
Julia Schneider
Kyle McDonald
David Hemstead
Deborah Odell
James Binkley
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DVD Features:
Audio: English
The Making of Final Draft
Music Video
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