I actually shed a tear in the end. As usually this Rollin movie is very slow-paced and nonetheless extremely intriguing, almost hypnotizing. Makes you sink deep into the feeling of futility. And if that's not a convincing reason, the movie is still worth watching to see the women get undressed. They do that quite often.
Another strange mix of soft core porn and horror convention from Jean Rollin that while not a total failure has enough eye rolling sequences to make it ridiculous. Brings to mind the earlier Cronenberg film 'Shivers aka They Came From Within'. The soup eating sequence is just perfect for those who love terrible acting.
My second experience with Rollin after watching Lips of Blood. I'm sad I missed more titles; I'm recent Mubi subscriber. This was not as good as the first I saw of his work but still very effective, bold and original. The cinematography was strong and the movie genuinely disturbing.
Rollins most topical film. Euthanasia, nuclear disaster, a government cover-up, a virus on the loose -- all very in the moment in 1980. A bit dated but still affecting today, if a bit too heavy handed compared to Rollins' other work. As the characters lose their memories and humanity, the wooden acting seems very apropos of a mind stripped bare.
Some people may be turned off to this film because of the out of place sex scenes; some for the slowness that gives you a sense of amnesia or waking from a coma. I say all these things are why it's so interesting. Night of the Hunted is a metaphoric musing on the nature of self and memory; how not remembering what we've done and where we've been has a catastrophic effect on our ability to navigate the world.
Not as focused or well-paced as Lips of Blood, but Rollin came up with a strong concept and gives it an intriguing atmosphere. The gothic castles are replaced with cold modernity, and the idea of a commune of people who can still feel pain/pleasure but are losing their ability to think is open to all sorts of interpretations that the film may or may not deserve. I'd love to see a knowing remake, a la Cape Fear.
Dreamlike, trashy and humane at the same time, probably Rollin's best. Also the incredibly incredible but brief urban montage shots are later expanded into a whole movie in Lost in New York. Too bad that the last ten minutes of that movie are just plain silly, and not in a good way.