Friday, October 31, 2014
It's Halloween in Brooklyn, and Christopher (Chris Sharp) finds an invitation to a "Murder Party." Donning a cardboard suit of armor and bringing with him a batch of raisin pumpkin bread, he goes to the party and ends up in a dumpy, isolated warehouse where a weird bunch of costumed artists are gathered. Before he realizes it, Chris is tied up and told he will be killed, his death to be a true artistic masterpiece. What follows is a night of drug use, revelations, depravity, death, and lunacy.
Christopher is the only normal person in this entire movie. He seems like a nice guy, if a little dumb. I mean what kind of "dildo," to use the movie's terminology (take a shot every time you hear the word, and you might get alcohol poisoning), gets an invitation to something called a "Murder Party," an invitation that he didn't receive from anyone he knew, and decides to go to it? Still, he's not a pretentious artist type as his intended killers are, and he doesn't try to hurt anyone, except in self-defense.
The plot has a lot of twist and turns. Suffice to say, it's fortuitous for Chris that he brought the pumpkin bread and put non-organic raisons in it, leading to an unexpectedly bloody death. Chris also doesn't face a unified front; his tormentors distrust and eventually turn on each other once they learn the truth about each other's motives. One character accidentally sets himself on fire, and most of the others don't seem to notice or care, and the ones who do respond aren't too urgent about it. Another, who has spent the entire time sitting on the floor playing a video game, snaps and starts taking an ax to some of the others.
Written and directed by Jeremy Saulnier, Murder Party is a kooky, low-budget comic thriller. It's quirky and you never know where it's going. It's so rare to find a movie that is genuinely unpredictable. It's not for everyone's tastes, but genre fans should get a kick out of it.