Dagon (2001)

For our money, Dagon is very possibly the best Lovecraft movie produced so far (we're overlooking Carpenter's underrated In The Mouth of Madness because that was only tentatively inspired by Lovecraft's mythos).

Uma história absurda que consegue gerar alguns bons momentos de tensão (especialmente em sua primeira metade, quando ainda não sabemos para onde o filme está caminhando).

What we really have here is a cheap horror potboiler: Stuart Gordon's Attack of the Fish People. I swear that's not a bad thing.

Of all the Lovecraft films, this is for some reason the easiest to remove from the Lovecraft mythos and just view as a relatively effective horror movie about fish people. Most of them tend to be an amalgamation of elements from many of his stories, rather than direct adaptations of just one, but this treatment of The Shadow Over Innsmouth seems to have the most consistent aesthetic byline; stormy, decrepit and sinister, Dagon's fishing village is a perfect stage for seaside cult hijinks. Stuart Gordon's abilities and deficiencies as a director have never been clearer, and for every shadowy shot or menacing maw full of teeth he successfully captures, he treats us to an equal amount of awful characters or poorly delivered lines. The protagonist and his girlfriend are both spectacularly unlikeable, doubly ruined by Gordon's inability to direct or frame his actors, which makes them seem like nothing but awkward fake douchebags. Some of the supporting performances aren't too awful, but much like Re-Animator, you won't be remembering the film for its characterization. The story also suffers from Suspiria Syndrome, not bothering to forward the narrative during any of the "horror segments" and instead lumping all of its exposition into one intolerable ten-minute flashback. Writer though he is clearly not, Gordon knows how to put together an entertaining movie, and between the waterlogged bits of gnarly imagery and some pretty nifty gore, Dagon is sure to be a suitable horror snack in between more significant films.

This weirdo fish-out-of-water story turns the metaphor upside-down ... Gordon delivers suspenseful exposition and atmosphere, and schlock that keeps it real. The people here sacrifice themselves in a single choice: either remain human and die in fearful anguish, or worship another god and take on a whole way of being, one that looks monstrous from the human, mortal perspective. It looks like death too, inside a nightmare about Forever. But to the believers in Dagon it may be something else. In this movie, it's Eternal Fate that "is it's own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven." A total downer, but a very philosophical one. And before I saw Raquel Mereno here, I didn't think that the supermodel kind of beauty could signify Life and the modest wish for human happiness.