A Siren In The Dark

Year of Release: 2009
Genre: Mystery / Horror
IMDB Rating: 3.2 / 10
Level of Awful: High
Breast-O-Meter: 3/5

WHAT IT’S ABOUT:

OK I admit it, I have a problem. Ever since I got some sick and perverted joy out of watching Vampire Boys I’ve been trying to find a movie that elicits similar feelings from me. I mean, things like Fraternity Massacre at Hell Island were fun and all, but this is just ridiculous. Made on a shoe string budget (and a rather frayed shoe string at that) with half a dozen people who don’t have an iota of acting talent between them, all this movie does in its 80 minutes of runtime is subject you to a constant stream of narcissistic, anorexic sluts and so much penis you’d think you were at some kind of perverted deli. The editing is so choppy at one point I thought my laptop was actively rebelling against the film and more than once I had to stop and wonder whether I’d popped this movie in or some strange gay porn DVD I didn’t even know I had. Seriously, if you ever come across this anywhere, take the DVD and throw it under a passing truck. The world will never, and should never, be ready for something this horrendously bad.

It’s all fun and games until someone develops Stockholm Syndrome.

We begin our rather sordid tale in the car of policeman Cameron. He’s picked up some strange female on the side of the road and is taking her back to her house. After some wooden dialogue and excessive ponytail shots we are teleported back to Cameron’s house. Cameron has a distinctly Asian brother who likes to spend his time mostly naked, lying in Cameron’s bed and Skyping an equally Asian friend of his. After a rousing round of ‘my dick’s bigger so you’re the bitch’ over Skype, Cameron comes home and promptly ejects the Asian brother from his room. Penis displays over, the brother explains to the friend that Cameron is in a rehab programme because, when he was 11, he was made to have sex with a 9-year-old girl. None of this is at all even remotely important to the movie’s progression, but since I had to sit through it I’m making you guys read it. Because I’m mean and vindictive like that. Anyways Brother of the Asian Persuasion goes back into Cameron’s room, gives Cameron a massage (what a strange brotherly bond they have) before Cameron gets a phone call and has to race out the house.

“He was a little retarded, but oh so willing.”

So then we’re taken to the back and beyond of nowhere where Cameron (who’s apparently a psychic now) is interviewing a ginger, flamboyant, lisping, poverty-stricken man’s Jake Gyllenhaal about some or other murder case. We’re told something about some guy getting it on with his retarded brother, another sister who’s deaf and yet another sister who seems to have had some kind of drug problem. I tried desperately to connect all these puzzle pieces to the other parts of the plot but came up empty-handed. Nevertheless this fool then goes on to describe how he’d picked up this pretty little boy on the side of the road, fallen in love, done some terribly things to him sexually, and then run off with a bag full of drugs.

Even the photos are having sex with one another.

After that we are subjected to yet another story about this strange boy on the side of the road, this time from the perspective of Ginger Gyllenhaal’s boyfriend (but not actually told by him). Taking the concepts of desperation and neediness to hitherto unexplored extremes, Boyfriend meets this guy (who I’m guessing is the movie’s eponymous Siren) on the side of the road, goes back home with him, plays some shocking games of ‘bend over and be my bitch’ and falls madly and passionately in love. All in the space of two days. He’s absolutely smitten with the Siren and can’t imagine his life without him. Of course it can’t all be sunshine and butterflies and hardcore BDSM so the feelings of the Siren are cast into doubt by the fact that, wait for it, he doesn’t eat. Never. Not a thing. Except that weird soup on the stove. Soup plays a large role in this movie, along with booze, cocaine and barely hidden or totally exposed penises. What exactly is Cameron trying to find out? What secrets can Ginger Gyllenhaal expose about the Siren? Who will live and who will die in this deadly game of hide the sausage? I don’t know, and quite frankly, I don’t care.

LIFE’S LESSONS LEARNED:

  • Sex and doughnuts are a good way to show a policeman your appreciation.
  • If you’re not gonna have sex with a woman don’t even bother rescuing her on the side of the road.
  • You’re never so far out in the sticks that you can’t order Chinese takeout.
  • Water is not a viable soup substitute.
  • Lesbians have x-ray vision to spy on gays getting it on in the shower.
  • One of the perks of being a psychic is that you can telepathically watch other people having sex.
  • Drinking all day is much like ramming a gerbil up your arse.
  • A cup of cyanide tea really helps a person to unwind after a long day.
  • Breakfast goes best with vodka.
  • It’s virtually impossible to mug the devil.
  • It’s quite easy, however, to tie the devil up and do bad sexual things to him.
  • Every guy a slut wants to bang is either gay or the devil.
  • Holding a knife to someone’s neck is a sign that the lesser spotted woodland gay wants to mate.

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Posted on June 13, 2012, in Awful Level: High and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 13 Comments.

  1. I don’t know if anyone else noticed this, but that cover photo with the guys and the big knife has a homoerotic subtext!

  2. Why is there a ‘directors cut’ of this film? Is that really needed?

  3. That cover is *pure genius* as is your first paragraph. However, far from dissuading me, I feel like you’ve handed me a personal challenge to watch this film. I shall do this thing. Also breakfast goes best with vodka? Are you (or this film) trying to indicate that there should be more to breakfast THAN vodka?

    • I would absolutely love to see your take on this movie! So far as the breakfast question is concerned, having grown up in a rather traditional household, I believe that there should at least be a few token rashers of bacon alongside the vodka. Whether you eat them or not is entirely up to you, but having them there just makes the whole thing a little more classy.

  4. sanclementejedi

    chicks with arm pit hair and skinny dudes with no chest hair, who wouldn’t want to watch that?

    • Now, to be fair, if you look REALLY closely and do a freeze frame at select moments of the movie I’m sure we could find at least one chest hair on one of the guys.

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