There is a place. A place where the skies are wide and the forests are thick—and strange. You can lose yourself forever in these woods. You’ll meet truckers with problems and old women with strange powers. You may even make a furry friend. Just be sure to stay quiet. Spend some time with a woman from Oregon who is lost on the road and running away from her past. Now she has a chance to experience everything the grotesque Northwest has to offer, whether she likes it or not.
If you know Calvin Lee Reeder’s short films, Little Farm and The Rambler, you know you are in for some thick atmosphere in The Oregonian. Reeder is a king of ambiance, using color and sound to creep you out as much as the sinister characters do. The moody, tense vibes will make you laugh, too. Come in, sit down, and get lost. –Sundance Film Festival
I didn't finish this, but I had about twenty minutes left. It was absolutely terrible. Not frightening at all. I gasped two times, and that was only because two of the "characters" appeared basically out of nowhere; and that seems like kind of the easy route to follow if you're trying to "scare" people only for a very short period of time.
Really, really scared me for a good forty-five minutes. The ending strays from the deeply unnerving into the undeniably silly (SO MUCH MANIACAL LAUGHTER) before landing on a Lost Highway rip, but when lifting from Eraserhead and Twin Peaks it's dead-on scary. Sound design is great, the grainy look totally works, and it made me nervous to pee afterwards. Can't wait to see what Reeder does next.
while Tarantino and Rodriguez did their best to make multi-million dollar impressions of grindhouse cinema, Reeder's film surpasses both attempts by leaps and bounds. this is the legit thing.