Michelle Romano, Rhona Dominguez (executive), Gigi Coray Jankowski (executive), Mariposa Miranda (executive), Brian Perera (executive), Yvonne Perera (executive), Brandon Slagle (executive) for Jaguar Motion Pictures, Roman Media
directed by Devanny Pinn
starring Andrew Sykes, Lisa Wilcox, Susan Lanier, Lew Temple, Eileen Dietz, Jennifer Wenger, Kathleen Kinmont, Jeremy London, Devanny Pinn, Mike Ferguson, Chelsea Gilson, Eva Hamilton, Brittney Ayona Clemons, Neil Crone, Heather Grace Hancock, Devin Reeve, Sarah Nicklin, Ben Stobber, Lara Jean Mummert-Sullivan, Greg Tally, Jennifer Lynn Warren, Michelle Romano, Hunter Johnson, Elisabeth Montanaro, Brooklen Bruce, David Josh Lawrence, Alex Paige Fream, Lauren Jarmen, Grace Newton, Mikaylee Dierking, Mariposa Miranda, Isabella Seebruch, Robi Austin, Isabelle Hahn, Sonya Rao, Sonya Katarina, Rachel Wirtz, Kate Noel, and the voices of Tristan Risk, Brandon Slagle
story by Devanny Pinn, screenplay by Eric Pereira, Brandon Slagle, music by Fernando Perdomo
It's a day in the life of Ted (Andrew Sykes), on one hand a small-fry
shoplifter always happy to use someone else's ID to his own advantage, on
the other a middling womanizer who doesn't mind a few lies to make himself
more attractive, and who cruises town in his Volkswagen Beetle to find
women who might interest him. And thus it's almost inevitable that he
eventually stops at a sorority. First he tries to chat a few of the girls
up, to later secretly watch them through the building's windows, spying in
on whatever they're doing. When he witnesses a trio of girls dressing up
for a night on the town, he follows them to a local dive, tries to get
their attention, but gets a little too drunk to ultimately not only freak
them out but also get thrown out by the place's bouncer (Mike Ferguson).
Somewhat hurt in his pride, he returns to the sorority house, picks up a
heavy log, finds entrance to the place, and ultimately goes on a violent
killing spree, targeting the girls he has spied on earlier, now sleeping
peacefully in their beds ...
There is no doubt about it, Black
Mass is a deeply disturbing film, and that's not so much to the pretty
graphic murders that make up its third act, the whole thing doesn't feel
quite right (and intentionally so) from way earlier, fueled by the
decision to not actually show Ted's face full on until the very end
(without taking the first-person approach too far), the almost painfully
voyeuristic nature of the camerawork that really loads the characters'
mostly trivial dialogue with extra meaning, and the measured pace of the
film's build-up to the harrowing climax.
What's really unsettling (for
all the right reasons) about this film though is that it is actually an
excessively researched recreation of the day that led to real-life
serialkiller Ted Bundy's gruesome attack on a sorority house January 15th
1978, with most of the occurences and even dialogue corroborated by
witness testimony - in an effort by filmmaker Devanny Pinn to give the
victims back their voices. And hats off to Pinn, who has this way not only
accomplished by what she has set out to do and in the process freed the
oft-told tale of Bundy of all iconoclasm, she has also created a pretty
remarkable piece of serialkiller cinema, as unusual in approach as it's
powerful in its impact, and a film that really hits home and is bound to
stay with one for quite some time after watching.