

by Christopher Hyatt Junior Staff Writer
If I think about the movie, it really shouldn't have worked. The special
effects were strictly Dr. Who level. The plot rehashes elements from The
Terminator and The Thing, and these weren't necessarily completely original
movies in and of themselves. And then there's that title. It doesn't exactly
instill fear when you first hear it.
And yet, this movie works. It's clever, unpretentious craft (due in no small
part to the skills of J.R. Bookwalter, the film's
director/producer/photographer/editor) was something of a surprise, until I
remembered an earlier film of Bookwalter's, The Dead Next Door, and realized I
was once again in the hands of a real storyteller.
The Polymorph arrives on earth from outer space in some computer animation that
will not have the guys at ILM looking over their shoulders in panic, and soon
takes over the body of survivalist/coke dealer Sascha Graham. When a scientist
and a cop arrive at Sascha's cabin to investigate what was the crash landing of
the Polymorph's spaceship, they are killed, and now two sets of people -- the
interns of the scientist and the thugs who want Sascha's coke -- are set to
descend on the area, each unaware of the other ...
One thing that distinguishes the screenplay (written by lead actor James
Edwards, who was working from a Bookwalter's story treatment) is the speed with
which it sets up its characters and then plunges them headlong into the genre
demands of the plot. Scenes that could be forced, such as those in which the
leads (Edwards and actress Ariauna Albright) are introduced to us in the midst
of a blind date, could have been insufferable ... but there's actually a little
chemistry, and the scenes are kept as brief as they need to be.
The meatier roles are those of the gangsters out for the coke, and Tom Hoover
and Pam Zitelli have a lot of fun with their bickering gangsters for the film's
first half. As events conspire to bring the gangsters and campers together, the
film actually manages to build up some good will toward most of the people on
screen. This is no mean feat -- it's what too many horror films seem to fail at
most of the time -- and it makes the second half genuinely suspenseful despite
some flaws.
For starters, once people get possessed by the Polymorph they seem to lose any
of the acting ability they had before being taken over. It makes one realize
how hard it must be to play a terminator on screen -- that blank affect can look
pretty corny if you don't carry yourself in just that certain way. And while I
can forgive crude special effects on a budget as limited as this (it was made
for something like nine thousand bucks), I have to say that they are at times a
little over the top -- there are some cases where a little green lightning could
have gone a long way.
But there are some other stylistic flourishes that make up for these small
qualms, such some of the shots done in a kind of comic-book panel style, ala
Creepshow. This serves not only to punch up the visual presentation a little,
it also sets up a world in which the broad characterizations make sense and
we're more accepting of the action when it starts to become more cartoonish.
(On one of the film's commentary tracks, it's pointed out that this touch was
actually added in post, and that screenwriter Edwards hated this particular
technique. Oh well. I liked it.)
The film is given quite the deluxe treatment in its "remastered special edition"
dvd. There are two commentary tracks with director J.R. Bookwalter, one of
which is with James Edwards, Tom Hoover, and Joe Daw, and the other features
starlet Ariauna Albright), a making of documentary, bloopers, auditions,
trailers, and liner notes by the director. While there are some stories that
get repeated throughout both commentaries and the documentary, you do get a good
sense of the blood-sweat-and-graphics that went into the making of the film. (I
was actually surprised that there was on-set footage still around for a movie
made almost ten years ago on such a low budget.)
Bookwalter asserts throughout that he was more or less bullied into making the
film by Edwards and Albright, but this never has a "job for hire" feel to it.
But then, nobody makes a movie on a four-figure budget just for the money, do
they? I feel like there was some love poured into the production, and it's
enough to make you feel like returning some of your own.
Buy it here!

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