Studio: A24
Director: Ti West
Writer: Ti West
Producer: Ti West, Jacob Jaffke, Kevin Turen, Harrison Kreiss
Stars: Mia Goth, Jenna Ortega, Martin Henderson, Brittany Snow, Owen Campbell, Stephen Ure, Scott Mescudi
Review Score:
Summary:
In 1979, six young people secretly filming a porno discover a startling secret about the elderly couple they are renting a farmhouse from.
Review:
Whether you’re reading this in “X’s” release year of 2022, ten years later in 2032, or any year in between, odds are this isn’t the first piece you’ve seen on the film. You’ve probably already heard hot takes, hive mind takes, and about how “X” pays homage to a certain fictional massacre by being a Texas-bred thriller set in 1979 that mirrors early Tobe Hooper in cinematic style, gritty slaughter, and rebellious tone, practically to the point of plagiarism. That’s a load off my shoulders to know you’re already informed, because I was so nonplussed by the movie, I’m not sure what I really have to add to the discourse.
Like a lot of genre film fans, I consider writer/director Ti West to be one of the top contemporary talents in the field. His mastery of retro atmosphere mesmerized me in “House of the Devil.” By blending my affinity for “found footage” with my fascination for the Jonestown tragedy, “The Sacrament” (review here) solidified him as someone from the same generation, cut from a similar pop culture cloth, making movies seemingly tailored specifically to my tastes. Even when he wandered into westerns with “In a Valley of Violence” (review here), he was still speaking my language by showing a mutual love of gunfighting outlaws too.
Also like a lot of genre film fans, I wondered when West might finally take a trip back to feature-length frights after his hibernation from horror, and anxiously baited my breath as soon as “X” was announced. Overwhelmingly effusive film festival reviews soon rolled in with trumpets blaring, “Ti West is back, baby!” to keep the hype hot. Then I saw “X” for myself and thought, “Wait, what? This is all there is?”
“X’s” simplistic story follows six stereotypes, all of whom could be fully described in a half-sentence per person, as they clandestinely film a porno on a farm where they’ve rented a cabin from a crusty curmudgeon. The old man’s even older wife Pearl feels strangely drawn toward own of the young women, Maxine, even seeing Maxine as a “special” reflection of her own glory days as an adventurous beauty. Pearl quickly becomes conflicted between wanting to remember the taboo lustfulness her current body no longer allows, and punishing such impulses for being desires only a “whore” would indulge. Due to her brittle bones and elderly age, Pearl makes for maybe the most unusual cinematic serial killer anyone will ever see, although it still wouldn’t be inaccurate to think of her like Jason Voorhees, except she speaks and also moves like a mummy who just unwrapped its bandages for the first time in centuries.
I’m not sure what anyone is supposed to get out of “X,” either as entertainment or as a thoughtful metaphor for anything in particular. In trying to parse why there is so much praise out there, I went through several reviews that called the movie wickedly funny for having sharp gags and great comic timing amidst its bloody violence. Yeah, no. First of all, if you think the porno crew driving a van labeled “Plowing Service” constitutes a clever joke, maybe your sense of humor could benefit from an upgrade. And if you’re enthralled with an hour of arguably irrelevant buildup before the first onscreen kill, then we also have conflicting ideas for what a supposed slasher movie should prioritize.
Ti West has been rightfully recognized for his technical craftsmanship before, specifically with editing, but I can’t figure out what he might be trying to accomplish on that front in “X” either. More than once West tries a transition where he rapidly cuts back and forth between two shots three times. This makes some suggestive sense when he does this with alternating shots of Maxine and Pearl. However, if you have an unimpeachable theory on why he also does this between shots of a televangelist on TV and cows in a field, I’d be open to an explanation.
Other tricks that should be beneath West’s trade include sudden cutaways to a couple of creepy dolls and a jump scare that’s just someone unexpectedly running into a harmless person. This is the kind of hollow horror I routinely see in Amityville indies and disposable DTV’ers that debut on Tubi. Why is Ti West wading in these shallow waters?
“X” teases themes of how aging influences sexuality, yet never goes far enough to pull a meaning out of its meandering around that periphery. Take it from someone in the midst of middle-age, “X” is shockingly silent on unsettling insight that should scarily speak directly to personal fears about a libido passing its peak. Instead, “X” feels like just an ordinary horror movie, which sounds serviceable enough, except seasoned veterans of his films have come to, and should, expect more from a Ti West production.
One mediocre movie can’t crack my overall admiration for West, so I’m settling on an “eh, whatever” rating of 50-50. Still, “X” is the one movie of his that I can’t see myself ever having a need, much less a desire, to revisit. I’m only mildly more interested in the promised prequel “Pearl.” And that’s only because I’m holding out hope that “Pearl” may become the engaging horror story I thought “X” was going to be before I came out of it underwhelmed.
Review Score: 50
At least the movie only runs 70 minutes, though I suppose that extra 10 technically disqualifies it from being a literal amateur hour.