Ambrose McKinley, a cantankerous blind vet, moves into a retirement community only to learn the residents there have been dying, not from old age, but from dog attacks. After surviving his own encounter with a canine one night, Ambrose comes to believe the assailants are much more than mere dogs…
Genre : Horror
Country : USA
Nick Damici : Ambrose
Tom Noonan : Father Roger
Lance Guest : Griffin
Director : Adrian Garcia Bogliano
“So we suggest during the day you don’t walk by the perimeter of the woods if you’re alone.
And at night, please, stay in your house, keep the doors closed and the windows closed until we sort this out.
It looks as if there’s a revival of the werewolf genre. Granted, it’s nothing special what’s being produced in this area. “Night Wolf” was abominably bad. “Wolves” was a failed attempt to launch a commercial teen product. And “Wer” was an original attempt to revitalize the genre. The first two monstrosities excelled in terrible renditions, ridiculous grime and unabashedly exploiting this sub-genre with the ultimate goal to initiate a commercial and profitable franchise. “Wer” was an original concept in which the werewolf type didn’t answer to the clichéd representations as in older movies. “Late Phases” is situated somewhere in between. On the one hand it’s successful when it comes to the acting and the approach. But on the other hand it’s a complete failure when it’s about the appearance of a werewolf and also the total lack of tension. And that’s exactly what I’m always looking forward to, when watching a werewolf movie.
Lets start with the positive part of this would-be horror: the acting performance. Indeed singular because the whole film is dominated by Nick Damici as Ambrose McKinley, a blind Vietnam vet full of resentment and hatred against society. It’s not explicitly said like that in this film, but the way he deals with people and hearing his biting, sarcastic tone says a lot. He has nothing good to say about his own son either. The only living beings he can deal with very well is his guide dog Shadow and a female neighbor whom he met when he moved into his little house at Crescent Bay, the last stop for the elderly. Now believe it or not, exactly these two fortunate are torn to pieces the first night that he’s there. According to the local police they get such reports from Crescent Bay on a regular base (and what’s even more weird it’s once a month) and they assume these are wild dogs or something in that nature that attack the defenseless elderly. So, close doors and windows, stay inside and you definitely shouldn’t go wandering in the dark. That’s their advice. Our war veteran, who’s obviously clever enough, immediately draws the correct conclusion and knows that it’s obviously something else than some petty predators.