On account of relating the story of the film about The Grudge can get very confusing for the reader, especially if the reader is reading that very article in question, The Duke has taken liberties with the titles of the flicks in the Ju-On series.
A brief motherfucking run-down;
Ju-On – The Curse was a Japanese straight-to-video flick directed by none other than Takashi Shimizu back in 2000. It’s easily the best horror film of the last decade. What happened was that The Duke had to pretend that I murdered somebody and had buried them under the carpet, and that I could hear their filthy, accusing heart beating and beating away, on account of I didn’t want my peers to assume that this, a motherfucking straight-to-video flick about some little boy with a white face and a freaky woman doing a crawl down the stairs, was the cause of the pale complexion and the sweating and the gripping ever tighter on the knees.
We’ll call this Ju-On 1.
Ju-on – The Curse 2 was a straight-to-video number also, once again written and directed by Shimizu. What happened was that he just felt like flinging a load of scenes from the first one into it, about half an hour to be precise, kinda like The Hidden 2, when the motherfuckers didn’t even bother coming up with a new start. Just use the old start, was the thinking. In fact, just use the first half-hour, or so. That way, we don’t even have to get off our arses until at least the second act. How ingenious is this? Very, is what.
We’ll call this Ju-On 2.
Word started getting around that holy shit, did you see that flick about a little boy with a white face, and something to do with social workers and then his mum crawls about the place? That was amazing. I shit myself.
Ju-on – The Grudge, then, was a theatrical remake of Ju-On 1. Folks probably don’t feel too keen on saying about a straight-to- video flick is their favourite horror of all ever, might have been the thinking. What kinda credibility does that get a man, in the cut-throat world of filmic criticism? It’s like saying Wes Craven Presents The Mind Ripper is your favourite Wes Craven film. Sure, it might get you some kind of ironic kudos of some kind, but folks would still assume that, underneath it all, you're a bit of a simpleton. Best to have Ju-On – The Grudge play in the theatres, thereby legitimizing the accolade.
Interestingly, however, Ju-On – The Grudge, although it was a remake, took the time to concoct different scenes and so on, most of which are fantastic, and all the better because you didn't already see them in Ju-On 1. Make a note of this.
We’ll call this Ju-On 3. It was also written and directed by Takashi Shimizu.
Ju-On – The Grudge 2 was another theatrical number, and pretty unique in the world of the Ju-On flicks, in that it even has a central character and all sorts of unthinkable shit. The Duke’s Review Can Be Found Here.
We’ll call that Ju-On 4.
So any the hell way, what happened was that Ju-On 3 found a fan in no less an individual than Sam Raimi, director of such milestone works in The Cinema Of Kirsten Dunst as Spider-Man and Spider-Man 2 (a sequel to the original film, which was simply called Spider-Man) and also all three Evil Dead flicks, as well as some things with Billy Bob Thornton that nobody bothered with, and one with Joey from Dawsons Creek that you only know about because you saw the stills on those Nude Celebrity webpages.
Joey got naked in that one.
Sam Raimi figured that the thing to do was to get Takashi Shimizu to make yet another Ju-On picture, except here's the twist – It’ll be all American, except still in Japan, and it’ll have Buffy.
I mean come the fuck on, that Ring film made millions. Ju-On is much better than Ringu, so it stands to reason that a remake of it would probably make the likes of gazillions, or even bazillions.
Sure enough, Takashi Shimizu remade Ju-On 3, but thankfully he left off the Ju-On bit, so we can just call it The Grudge.
Now, dig this shit;
I don’t know if you were paying attention back there at the start of the lecture, but what this amounts to is the motherfucking fifth time Shimizu has told the same damn story, more or less. Tell you the truth, I’d imagine he’s getting fed up with it all. Fuck that little kid, he’s thinking. I see him again I’m gonna puke myself to death. That woman can crawl down the stairs and kiss my hole, is what. The fuck I wanna be doing making another one of these damn things?
He did it anyway.
Now, you may remember that Ju-On 2 just stuck chunks of the first one into the running-time and then fobbed it off in the hope that no-one would give a shit. I mean, The Hidden 2 did it, for crying out loud. It’s an homage to The Hidden 2, you cine- illiterate oafs. Stop riding my ass, would you ever.
What he’s done this time, though, being The Grudge, ie, Ju-On 3 with added Buffy, is that he’s just filmed all the scenes again, except instead of tension and atmosphere and wacky superfluous bullshit like that, he’s just slapped a big old horror-movie- theme over the top, and some CGI here and there.
So? It’s a remake. Of course he’s gonna do that shit all over again, The Duke. What the hell do you expect him to do? Just, I dunno, maybe come up with some new shit that stays true to the tone of the originals, since, after all, it was the tone of the things that pretty much secured them a spot in the cupboards of greatness?
You were expecting something other than the scenes you love so dearly being recreated with added Ted Raimi and Sarah Michelle Gellar? And also a highly inappropriate, cloying score? Look up, man. Look up at the clouds right now and you might see where your expectations were languishing.
Fuck you, man. The Grudge is a fucking cop-out bullshit travesty, is what The Duke believes, with regards the status of The Grudge.
I mean The Fly was a remake, man. Did David Cronenberg have Jeff Goldblum running around with a big fly head? He did not, is what he did. Did he end it with Jeff Goldblum’s tiny little head stuck to a bluebottle, and he’s on a spider’s web and screaming “Help me!”? No, because we already saw that shit. What he wants to do is blow Jeff Goldblum’s head off his damn shoulders with a shotgun.
What about The Thing? I don’t know if you folks are versed in The Motherfucking Cinema Of Howard Hawks, but if you thought he had a scene were the fat doctor is trying to revive a corpse with those pump things, and then the corpse’s chest opens and bites the doctors damn arms off, and then the corpse’s neck stretches to the floor so as the head can run about on spider legs, if you thought that shit right there was in the original, then it’s time you booked yourself an evening with The Thing… From Another World.
Take a notebook with you. Make a note every time somebody’s head crawls about the floor, or a dog’s face splits like a motherfucking banana. I think you’ll be surprised. I think not once did that shit happen, is what you’ll conclude.
The reason is that these remakes add something to the core text, is what. What the hell use would The Fly be if it just did all the shit you saw before on a bigger budget? Sure, the fly head would be more realistic. Maybe they’d cover it up with some slightly more expensive sheets, but you’d say it was pointless and worthless and should have had a scene where Jeff Goldblum pukes over some doughnuts.
Remember that Gus Van Sant remake of Psycho? Of course you do, and what you remember is a bit with a cow standing in the middle of a road for no reason, and another bit were the fella from Old School wanks himself. You remember these things because they made it all worthwhile. You said things about, “Well, I was a bit sceptical when I heard about the whole shot-for-shot remake idea. Pretty fucking pointless, I was thinking. But there he goes, putting a shot of a cow in the middle of the road in there. That made it worthwhile.”
Takashi Shimizu has a couple of Cow In The Road moments here, amounting to about half a minute of screen-time. He has Bill Pullman jump off a balcony at the start, pre-credits, and then he adds a different shot to the bit were the sister is running around her apartment building. Also, there’s some shots of Buffy on a bus, adding to the whole Buffy Summers Investigates thing he wants to play with a bit.
This is far from enough, however. This kinda shit is the reason why even though folks remember David Cronenberg’s The Fly and John Carpenter’s The Thing, they don’t remember anything at all about Gus Van Sant’s Psycho except that it had a cow in the road and some masturbatory wanking.
What The Grudge is like, is The Best Of Ju-On, except it’s not like those Best Of’s that get advertised on TV and stuff. It’s one of those ones you pick up for two quid in a supermarket and then you get home and find that underneath the tracklisting there’s a bit about “These are re-recordings featuring members of the original line-up”, which usually means the drummer and the bass player got plastered one evening and brought some folks home from the pub for to mutilate their hits. Embarrassing, is what those things are. I’d rather you just fucking stayed in the pub, you’re thinking. Now you’ve gone and sullied my memories of Shang-A-Lang beyond all reason.
The score sucks. Ju-On’s 1 through 4 had barely any damn score to begin with, just a creepy plinky-plonk piano line every now and again. Here we get generic cacophonous cack hanging from every damn frame. Oh, there’ll be a scare coming up in ten minutes or so. Best to start the “scary” music. Best to start jump cutting and stuff. That’s what we’ll do.
The acting is pretty good, all being told. Unfortunately, Scary Old Woman at the start has to try and out-scare Scary Old Woman from Ju-On 3. If she thought this was something obtainable with regards the “goals” and so on, she was barking up the wrong hedge.
Worse than this, the “problems” that some folks like to yack about concerning the original flicks are all in evidence here. The fragmented, disjoined narrative in Ju-On’s 1 through 3, and sort of used in Ju-On 4, is pretty fucking annoying here, when it’s bundled alongside the Buffy Summers Investigates stuff, and so feels more like extended flashbacks. He wants to have his cake and eat it, this Takashi Shimizu. Well I’m sorry, man, but according to science that’s just impossible. If you eat it, then you don’t have it anymore, and even if you puke it up again like Jeff Goldblum, even then it’s not the cake as you remember, it’s just a load of smelly puke. Still, he ate it again anyway, that filthy fucking Goldblum.
Also, the debt this owes to The Ring is the kinda thing he’ll have to max every damn card in his collection out for to even begin repaying. Not only is it being marketed as “Look! It’s The Ring but different!”, it even steals that stupid crash-zoom that they had in The Ring for to try and scare us.
Sure, those Asians did it without crash-zooms was the thinking, but come on, man, they’re all mixed up over there. Didn’t you see Lost In Japan with Bill Murray? They can’t even say R’s properly.