Ginger Snaps
TIFF [2000]
(Canada 2000) 107 minutes
Cast: Emily Perkins, Katharine Isabelle, Kris Lemche, Mimi Rogers
Written by Karen Walton
Directed by John Fawcett
THE STORY:
Brigitte and Ginger Fitzgerald are proud teenage misfits who rebel
against high-school conformity and suburban isolation by staging gruesome
photos of their own mock suicides. While the neighborhood is in terror
over a series of savage assaults on pets, the girls bravely decide to
pull a prank on a "popular" classmate. But the stunt goes
horribly wrong when a wild animal attacks Ginger, on the night of her
first period.
Ginger, having somehow survived, begins to change physically. Her scars
sprout hair, and her sexual appetites verge on blood lust. Convinced
that her sister's "lycanthropy" is biological in nature, Brigitte
enlists the help of neighborhood pot dealer/amateur botanist Sam to
find a cure for the infection, which Ginger is spreading throughout
the school.
ROBERT L'S REVIEW
Is it "GINGER SNAPS" or "Ginger SNAPS"?
However I'm supposed to interpret it, writer Karen Walton confessed
at the screening that the name of her first produced feature film script
(after coscripting Vincenzo Natali's short "Elevated") was
inspired by a box of President's Choice cookies.
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Mimi Rogers is a hoot as the sisters' clueless
mom with the worst fashion sense this side of a vintage Tony
Basil video.
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Taking a cue or two from the subtext of Neil Jordan's "A Company
Of Wolves", "Ginger Snaps" is yet another modern
variation on the werewolf myth distinguished by a witty script, a wickedly
morbid streak, and an affection embrace of genre conventions. Inspired
by junk food, maybe, but "Ginger Snaps"' fun and frothy spirit
is a far cry from the empty calories of way-too-many "Howling"
sequels and the lingering stench of "Teen Wolf 2".
Until it becomes a full throttle monster movie in its final third,
"Gingers Snaps" plays like a Canadian version of "Heathers",
complete with the expected skewering of high school jocks, rich kids,
stoners, ineffectual teachers, etc.
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John ("The Boys Club") Fawcett's direction perfectly captures
the drab tapestry of suburban development projects that surround Toronto
and other Ontario cities. One can certainly see how modern teens would
embrace lycanthropy if for no other reason than to enliven an otherwise
anonymous, monochromatic existence.
Newcomers Emily Perkins and Katharine Isabelle are delightful
as sarcastic Brigitte and flamboyant Ginger, and American actress (and
recent "X Files" semi-regular) Mimi Rogers is a hoot
as the sisters' clueless mom with the worst fashion sense this side
of a vintage Tony Basil video.
Fawcett and Walton lose their way in the climax, in which Bridgette
and Sam face off with Ginger--now a fully developed werewolf--in the
maze of the Fitzgerald home. The fake latex and puppet FX (looking more
like Ozzy Osbourne's "Bark At The Moon" video than "An
American Werewolf In London") simply aren't convincing enough
to compensate for the cheap scare tactics that were already ancient
back in the 80s when trotted out in teen horror schlock like "The
Beast Within".
I still can't figure out if the title is adjective/noun or noun/verb...
- Robert
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