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THE DAMNED

(VERTICAL ENTERTAINMENT/LEY LINE ENTERTAINMENT/FIS EIREANN/SCREEN IRELAND/PROTAGONIST PICTURES (89 minutes; Rated R);2024)

We should not be here,” says Miss Eva (Odessa Young) as the men respectfully call her, in a brief voice-over to start this very grim, unsettling tale of members of a remote Icelandic fishing village struggling with the elements in a hellish late 19th-century seascape. She ain’t a-kidding; only a group of hardy, tougher-than-nails Nordic types could endure the relentless cold and darkness, the isolation and the variable fishing results of being here in this environment. “It was a place of opportunity if you could enjoy the cold,” we’re calmly told, but skepticism would be the healthy response to that upon seeing the dark gloomy skies, the bundled-up participants and the need to drink heavily and crack manly jokes that the bearded dudes here routinely engage in. As eerily beautiful as the cinematography (by Eli Arenoson) is, there’s an atmosphere of doom and ill portent soon after you are immersed in this striking North Sea setting, which the dramatically somber music (wonderfully scored by Stephen McKeon, who serves this tale remarkably well with his sonic choices) enhances at every turn. The only other female member of this crew, Helga (Siobhan Finneran), tells a spooky story by firelight early on, broken up by laughter at the end… but the camera lingers on Eva’s face effectively as she listens to the dark atmospheric tale. You get the sense that things could go on in this manner on almost a daily basis, with an obvious intimacy and mutual dependency anchoring the lives of these villagers.

THE DAMNED (ODESSA YOUNG) (screenshot)

But things are about to get MUCH worse. In the distance, we see another group of fisherfolks struggling mightily with their own craft, obviously in distress. The humane thing to do would be to go help them, right? But the serious danger in this situation puts Eva and company in agreement that “helping those men would put YOUR lives at risk.” When they think things have calmed a bit, they all row out in their barely suitable rowboat to see if they can salvage some supplies. It’s an absolutely striking scene, reminiscent of scenes from Robert Eggers’ THE NORTHMAN, and as visually and emotionally dark a scene as you could imagine, creepy as hell. Speaking of which, all actual hell breaks loose when some of those desperate villagers, clinging to some large rocks, start trying to reach Eva’s crew and fight for a spot on their still-functioning boat. It’s a chaotic, terrifying and surprising violent scene that will have you questioning the complex morality of the situation and how YOU might behave in this scenario. It’s simply a no-win situation, and the filming by director Thordur Palsson is stunning here – unforgettable, in fact. Again, the many closeups of Odessa Young’s traumatized expressions and barely controlled fear, are memorable. But Helga and company think an evil force of some kind has been unleashed, and who could disagree? Especially after the body count mounts, and a disgusting scene sort of reminiscent of an iconic scene in ALIEN, is the last straw for some of our “heroes.” “The long winters here play tricks on your mind,” a worried Daniel (Joe Cole) says to Eva as he teaches her how to hold and shoot a rifle, in a scene that hints of a possible romantic vibe. That’s followed by a highly energetic scene, very cinematic and reminiscent of the drunken dancing and singing by Merry and Pippin in a memorable LORD OF THE RINGS sequence, when our villagers are in the mood to celebrate a particularly good catch. But that’s the last such moment of positivity anyone will enjoy. Shadowy entities, hallucinations, a shocking suicide and Eva’s understandable declaration that “we have to get RID of this thing,” dominate the film’s final third. If you like seeing characters trying to find HOPE in a reality of hopelessness, this tale should keep you mostly riveted.

THE DAMNED (screenshot)

THE DAMNED is a lean 90 minutes or so long, and all the characters are absolutely believable, looking and sounding like tormented Icelanders although some dialogue is a bit hard to follow. The setting pulls you right in, and while there are a few horrifying moments, it’s not in any way an “over-the-top” horror movie. It’s more an atmospheric character study of tormented people stuck in a desperate situation, with Odessa Young anchoring the tale in a genuinely credible performance. The ending is not gonna be to everyone’s taste, and clearly was NOT if you go by the “user reviews” on the IMDB page. And this kind of “slow burn” piece of cinema will be too dark or even boring for some. But I found THE DAMNED to be rather hypnotic, immersive, darkly beautiful and rather original in its overall script, direction and focus on exactly where it was going. Admittedly, I tend to be a fan of “grim wary tales,” as you might call this, and I watched it with full attention throughout, struck by how well all the haunting components worked together to keep you hooked like the doomed fish our villagers devote their livelihoods to catching.

VOK: IN THE DARK

(NETTWERK MUSIC GROUP; 2019)

There was a time about 15 or 16 years ago when everything coming out of Iceland or Scandinavia would excite the hell out of me. Bands were being written about like crazy by lovestruck American scribes including yours truly, and in those post-Bjork days groups like Sigur Ros, GusGus, the divine Mum, Ampop, Trabant, Mugison and many others had me at “Halló, þetta er okkur!” I craved hearing DIFFERENT sounds, DIFFERENT voices, anything that wasn’t predictable American formulaic stuff. And I falsely concluded that anything coming outta the Arctic Circle or thereabouts was gonna be thrill-tronica.

VOK (Einar Hrafin, Andri Mar, Margret Ran) (publicity photo)

Not quite, it turned out. Just ‘cause you have weirdness in your country with midnight suns or a month or two of darkness or the like, doesn’t mean you’re driven to make potently original music. Bland pop can come from anywhere. However, it wouldn’t be fair to call Iceland’s Vok bland. Take the fact they’re from Iceland, with the exceedingly high expectations I’m guilty of, out of the picture and you have an accomplished band with a good strong singer (Margrét Rán), a vibrant enough arsenal of peppy keyboard sounds and tons of production finesse, and you got yourself a more than listenable pop/rock platter. IN THE DARK won’t annoy you or your friends, not at all. But neither is it likely to make you scramble to the web to look up everything you can find about the band. They’re from Rekjavik. They started in 2013. Besides the serious-of-intent Ms Ran, the group sports saxophonist Andri Mar and the multi-instrumentalist Einar Hrafn. This is their second major release, and it’s a decent listen. I looked for details that stood out, and on the title track, onesuch is the tart way Ran sings the refrain “I better toughen up!” That last word comes out at a higher pitch than the previous words, and it gets you. So does this interesting, clearly sung verse: “A creature in the making/Is taking a shape/It’s a form that I’ve seen before/It feels so familiar/But still so rare/Wanna see it but it shakes me to the core.” That’s pretty evocative, and when you consider she’s likely singing about love, you know you got someone with some real artistry here. Guitars are muted, there’s a slow build going on that is refreshing… but it does feel like the sound itself is rather familiar. That impression is reinforced with tracks like “Night and Day” (marked by clean, cool ‘80s-retro keys) and the mid-tempo “Scarcity,” which sounds like, well, “Night and Day.” The first clutch of songs really have a sameness about them which, if you like female fronted synth-pop, you’ll probably enjoy. By the time you get to “Spend the Love,” a bit of ennui may be setting in, although I was grateful the chorus was “spend the love” instead of “spend the night.” Anything for a difference.

VOK (Einar Hrafin, Margret Ran, Andri Mar) (photo credit: SIGGA ELLA)

Fortunately, there are three stellar tracks on tap. “Round Two” begins with a bit of ominous keyboard, almost alien, then a lovelorn sonic dreamscape unfolds, with Ran’s voice mixed to maximize an edge of heart-piercing vulnerability. “Would you step away with me/And give me everything I wanted,” she sings, with just a hint of Bjorkian eccentricity. Her lyrics here actually remind me of Taylor Swift, but the murky “otherness” of the production kills that impression pretty quickly. The underlying shadows in this song make it a winner; so does Ran’s vocal. “No Direction” is the other mixtape-worthy number, starting with wordless singing and a handclap-emulating rhythmic element before one of the standout verses emerges: “The highway’s leading me the wrong direction/The silhouettes are dragging me down the road/The question is, where am I going?/Better find out than not knowing.” At least that’s what I think I heard, and it sounds an awful lot like my own life. So yeah, this is a nice, showy number. Some film director may get ahold of this one for a deeper than you expect romantic melodrama down the road. “I can wait another day for love” is the chorus line that’ll lodge in your memory, possibly. The surprise but short instrumental “Rooftop Views” is a bit of welcome respite, then we get another standout: “Fantasia.” This is probably the best song on the album, actually. It’s cool, classy melancholy all the way, with Ran’s voice in your face and bigger than life, yet intimate in that chilly Icelandic manner. There’s a minor-key beauty here, coupled with a true sense of purpose at painting a mood of romantic anguish. And this verse is killer: “It coulda been love from the start/We could have been home/Words are a game to you/The only thing you can control/I felt so lonely falling/We had put on a bad show/Too proud to let you know/Too proud to let it go.” Although one more step into production busy-ness could have deflated this one, they kinda get it just right… it’s angsty and musically captivating in about the right blend. If someone is gonna shed tears during Vok’s new release, it’ll be to this song.

VOK (Margret Ran, Einar Hrafin, Andri Mar) (publicity photo)

So it’s like this: IN THE DARK is a perfectly competent, listenable album with a way better than average chanteuse in charge of things. But in a country known for original sounds, it doesn’t break much ground. Ran was asked by an interviewer where their name “Vok” came from. Her response was, “It’s one of those words used to describe something, and it has no equivalent in English.” Most of the sounds on this record have PLENTY of equivalents in the English-speaking world. That doesn’t make it bad, not at all. Just not truly intoxicating except for a song or two.