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In YellowBrickRoad eight people venture into the remote woods of northern New Hampshire. Care to guess how many get out alive? This indie horror flick by Andy Mitton and Jesse Holland stands squarely on the shoulders of The Blair Witch Project.
One of the party’s leaders even does video interviews to chronicle his team’s slow psychological breakdown in a zone where the compass spins wildly and strange aural hallucinations lead to madness. You can’t say they weren’t warned.
The group is researching a book on the 1940 disappearance of an entire
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small-town population that followed the same haunted trail to oblivion.
And, certainly, they’re aware of the danger in duplicating that fatal
trek. (“We’re going to need a bigger boat,” one jests.)
Not particularly gory or suspenseful, YellowBrickRoad confuses enigmas
with metaphors as the trekkers debate whether the intoxicating melodies
and painful clanging sounds in the air are some sort of virus or
collective insanity, and the forgotten path itself becomes a symbol of
some dreadful something.
“You always know it’s there,” says one woman, “a way out.” The film is
caught in the fatal demographic desert between the Scream and Baghead
crowds–neither funny nor quirky enough to sustain interest during its
long march.
As the clueless eight stumble though the mysterious forest, you
half-expect them to find a field station for the Dharma Project–which
might’ve yielded a better movie.
–Brian Miller
