by Dave Corkery
I have just returned home from watching Shutter, the latest lazy American remake of an Asian horror film, churned out by an increasingly lethargic Hollywood body.
Needless to say, there was little of merit in the film, the latest in a long-line of good old fashioned American plagiarism. It all began with The Ring in 2002. With some talent on board in the form of Naomi Watts and Gore Verbinski, The Ring was an accomplished re-telling of a truly original and terrifying movie from the Far-East. It opened up the eyes of Western audiences to a world of exciting foreign-made horror movies and was a huge success for Dreamworks.
But then the studio-heads saw something that worked and the flogging began.
I can see them now, sitting in their gigantic boardrooms, walls adorned with posters of ‘The Grudge 2′, ‘The Eye’, ‘Pulse’ and ‘Ernest Goes to Japan.’ They sip on frappuchinos and fiddle with blackberrys while waiting for their douchebag overlord to enter and hear their incessant ‘yes-es.’ In comes a slick, pony-tailed eejit wearing Ray-Bands and a stripper adorned on each shoulder, like parrots to a pirate.
