We
open at night, with a slow pan over the
tranquil campus of Crawford Prep School. And as our
focus shifts to one particular student,
Bernadette O’Hara (Lesley
Donaldson), who
appears to be in a hurry to get somewhere,
the soundtrack turns sinister (--
as the rogue POV cam kicks in),
and then she’s suddenly attacked
by a flurry of leather straps! Her
attacker, however, turns out to be
Winston; the bulldog of the school’s
head mistress, Mrs. Patterson (Frances
Hyland), and Bernadette just got
tangled up in his leash. While extricating
her student, Patterson chastises the girl
to be more careful, and how she expects
more from Bernadette, who belongs to the
Crawford Top Ten: an elite, and elitist,
group of students that spend way too much
time at the local watering hole, The
Scarlet Woman. (You can easily spot a Top
Tenner by the long, striped scarves they
wear.) And
after silently taking this plot-specific
tongue-lashing, once Patterson is out of
earshot, the student reveals how she really
feels about the old hag.
Moving
on to the parking garage, just as Bernadette
is about to start her car, an assailant
attacks from the backseat.
Grabbing the victim by the throat with
black-gloved hands [Plot
Point #1],
the unseen attacker pulls the girl into
the back and throttles her until she stops
moving. But credit to Bernadette for
playing possum, and, as the attacker lets
go, she manages to get out of the car.
Alas, not for long, as after several
twists and turns Bernadette runs right
into the killer -- who’s wearing white
tennis shoes [Plot
Point #2].
She knows whoever this is [Plot
Point #3]
but
doesn’t realize this is the person
who attacked her. Thus, thinking its safe,
Bernadette
relaxes until the bad guy produces a
straight razor and slits her throat.
We
shift to The Scarlet Woman, where the
local Shriners are snockered and stuck on
verse forty-five of "99-Bottles
of Beer on the Wall".
One table over sits the Crawford Ten -- well,
nine now, I guess. Only
seven are accounted for, but the rest
start trickling in. Virginia (Melissa
Sue Anderson), who turns out to be
our main character, arrives next, making
it almost a quorum. Then, creepy Alfred (Jack
Blum), complete with psycho-loner
army surplus jacket, white shoes, and
black gloves [Suspect
#1],
finally shows up with his pet rat, George.
Rounding out the rest of the Crawford Ten
we have two couples: Rudy (David
Eisner -- the class clown) and
Maggie (Lenore Zann), and
Greg and Amelia (Richard Rebere and
Lisa Langolas); and then rounded
out with Steve (Matt Craven),
who’s a compulsive gambler, Etienne (Michel
LaBelle), a motorcycle riding
foreign exchange student from France, and
Ann (Tracy Bregman), who is
Virginia’s best friend. And while the
rest of the group ponders
where Bernadette could be, Rudy and Greg
pick a fight with the head Shriner and
wind up sneaking George the rat into one
of their beer steins. All hell breaks
loose but the bartender saves the
collegians from a Shriner-ass-kicking by
tossing them out of his tavern. Outside,
they hear the warning horn for the
drawbridge, meaning it's time for another
round of the Crawford Top Ten's
traditional "Game" where they
race over the drawbridge before it opens
to let the passing boats through. When Virginia
winds up with Greg and Amelia in his Trans
Am, we also notice that Alfred slinks
away on his moped, wanting no part of
this.
As the drawbridge starts to rise, the
first few cars make it, Steve chickens
out, and, despite Virginia's hysterical
protests, Greg floors it to pull off a Blues
Brothers cum Dukes of Hazard
stunt. When they barely make it over, the
rattled Virginia has some kind of
hysterical flashback involving the bridge [Plot
Point #4],
completely loses it, and then bolts from the car and
goes screaming into the night. When Ann asks what happened, and Greg
doesn’t give her a satisfactory answer,
she replies -- with venomous conviction --
"I could kill you."
Couple
that with her black gloves makes Ann Suspect
#2.
Making
her way home, Virginia cuts through a cemetery -- a familiar
route, apparently.
Stopping at her mother’s grave, she
produces a pair of garden shears from
somewhere, starts trimming the grass
around the headstone, and begins talking
to the deceased. Nearby, amongst the other
tombstones, a Rogue POV starts stalking
her; it’s only Etienne, who offers to
walk her home. But there's something
ominous and threatening with the offer,
and when Virginia declines Etienne
sneakily follows her home anyway and
starts peeking through the windows. [Making
him Suspect #3, or is he just a perverted Peeping
Tom?] Inside,
Virginia finds her dad, Hal (Lawrence
Doe), waiting up for her; and he
wants to know if she went to the cemetery
again. Seems he doesn’t think it’s a
healthy idea that his daughter goes there
so frequently; and then we get some
back-story about how they just moved back
into the house after the wife/mom died
some four years ago. [Plot
Point #5]
We also find out that Virginia has some
emotional baggage about her mother. But
with the help of her psychiatrist, she
feels all can be made right once they
unlock some repressed memories. So,
combining this with her behavior in the
graveyard, this makes her a psychological
powder keg and,
between you and me, I think this mystery
is solved already...
When
John Dunning and Andre Link co-founded the
Quebec based Cinepix productions in 1962
their original goal was to give the
Canadian film industry a much needed kick-in-the-ass jumpstart and knock down a few
taboos concerning what you could and
couldn't get away with on screen while
they were at. On both accounts they were
wildly successful. With Link handling the
finances and Dunning the creative
direction, Cinepix spent the next decade
butting heads with the Canadian Film
Development Corp. -- the government's
oversight committee on these federally
subsidized features -- over the alleged soft-core
sleaze they were peddling. Then,
in the mid 1970's, Cinepix opened another
can of worms when the backed David
Cronenberg's Shivers -- a/k/a They
Came from Within -- whose frightfully
and wonderfully
perverse story of a high-rise infested
with a sexually transmitted killer slug
had the CFDC ready to string the producers
up and commit the director into the
nearest insane asylum. Undaunted, Cinepix
backed Cronenberg's follow up, Rabid,
and then had their biggest hit yet backing
Ivan Reitman's summer time comedic ode Meatballs.
Now,
after spending several days researching
and trying to understand the Canadian
Tax-Shelter laws, which only led to even
more confusion on my part, from what
little I could understand the
biggest problem with the way it was set up
was that several producers, like Mel
Brook's main characters in The
Producers, bilked the system and made
more money when their films bombed. So,
the less spent on the production meant
more money in the bank, resulting in some
pretty dire domestic product. At some
point, hoping for better results on
screen, American studios were allowed to
take advantage of these tax-breaks and
started backing several features north of
the border. And after the financial
success of Richard and Peter Simpson's
proto-slasher Prom Night, which
resulted in a bidding war between
Paramount and AVCO-Embassy, Bunning and
Levy saw a burgeoning niche market just
waiting to be exploited.
AVCO-Embassy
won the rights to Prom Night but
Paramount had a back-up plan, and had the
last laugh, really, when they picked Sean
Cunningham's Friday the 13th
instead. Columbia pictures, meanwhile, saw
the money their rivals were making when
the slasher genre literally exploded in
1980, and, needing something quick and
cheap to bolster their output with the
looming actor and director's strike ready to
grind Hollywood to a halt, the studio agreed to pay
Cinepex five million for a proposed
production tentatively titled The
Secret. However, to cash in on the
current holiday-themed slasher bonanza the
title was quickly changed to Happy
Birthday to Me, which promised six of
the most bizarre murders you'd ever see.
Well, three of them would probably qualify
for that boast, but, as usual, we're
getting ahead of ourselves just a bit as
we pick up the action in Virginia's
bedroom, where our heroine grows concerned
over an open window.
Knowing
Etienne is prowling around outside somewhere,
she closes it before the
movie teases the audience with several
false scares while she strips down to take
a shower. (And
for all you Little
House on the Prairie
fans, I regret to inform that there are no
nude scenes by anyone in this film. Yeah,
I’m just as disappointed as your are.)
Hearing something over the water, the girl
runs back to her bedroom. It's empty, but
the window is open again ... The next
morning, Virginia
and Ann aren't as late for class as they
thought. For, Mrs. Patterson is holding up
their science lecture to ask if anyone has
seen Bernadette because she never made it
home last night. All the girls can do is
add that she never showed up at the bar,
either, and, after the principal leaves,
the teacher resumes the lesson of the day:
namely and experiment involving putting electrical charges into
dismembered frog legs and watchinf them
twitch. (SCIENCE!)
Ominously watching
the end result, these experiments cause
Virginia to have another, violent
flashback:
A
slightly younger Virginia is in some
kind of lab, lying on some kind of gurney,
unconscious, with
her head hooked up to some kind of
electronic wang-doodle apparatus. Her
father is there, along with several
doctors, and we catch something about
how "Her
damaged brain cells are regenerating by
themselves" until young
Virginia suddenly wakes up, but only utters two
words: "My birthday..."
Later,
when Virginia relates these new memories
to her shrink, Dr. Faraday (Glenn
Ford) reveals she was part
of a radical experiment after "the
accident." Seems a Dr. Firebrau
combined the same principles of certain
lizards regenerating limbs with several
percolating kilowatts of electricity, and,
viola, a new, synthesized brain. (Okay,
just where in the hell are they going with
this?) Virginia
still can’t remember this
"accident" but Faraday warns her
not to push it, to give it more time, and
it all will come back to her eventually ...
Later, we find the Crawford Nine gathered
at the dirt track to watch Etienne bully
his way to a win. After the gang
congratulates him, they decide to meet
later at the tavern to celebrate. When the
others leave, Virginia stays behind to
personally congratulate him. Here, Etienne
reveals he couldn’t lose because of his
good luck charm, and then produces a pair
of Virginia's panties he swiped the
night before. Disgusted, Virginia leaves
but we spot Alfred lingering around as
well. (So
we can officially eliminate Etienne as a
suspect and officially call him a creep.) That
evening, while Etienne
has his bike up on blocks giving it a tune
up, unknown to him, a figure in white
tennis shoes stealthily makes their way into
the shop. Sneaking up from behind while
Etienne revs up the throttle, the killer
grabs his scarf and throws it into the
drive chain; and when it snags and pulls
taut, the scarf starts to reel him into
the spinning wheel like a hooked fish. And
as the killer revs up the motor, turning
the back wheel into an ersatz salad
shooter, the snagged fabric sucks the
victim into it and slices his head up like
a ripe tomato.
Which
makes you kinda wonder if it can also make
curly fries?
With
three people now missing -- the two
victims and Alfred -- Ann and Virginia
decide to stop by Alfred's house to check
up on him. He isn’t home, but they sneak
in anyway and enter a shrine dedicated to
Norman Bates. Seems Alfred’s hobby is
taxidermy, and his room is littered with
stuffed and mounted animals. He also has
another gruesome hobby, when they find his
workbench covered with several human
appendages! The girls are appalled, but
can’t resist looking under a bloody
blanket. They pull it back, revealing
Bernadette’s dismembered head! However,
Alfred
catches them in the act and when he turns
on the lights it becomes quite obvious the head they found is a fake. (Alfred
acts a little squirrelly, but I think
it’s because his sanctum sanctorum has
been violated.) Pulling
out one of the fake head’s eyeballs, he
offers the girls could model for him -- just like
Bernadette, if they wanted too. A little
weirded out, the girls decline and quickly
leave.
The
next day, in an effort to find her missing
students, Mrs. Patterson has individual
meetings with each of the remaining Ten.
When Virginia denies knowing anything,
Patterson starts getting a little pithy
with her about [you] darn rich kids,
getting away with everything, but she’ll
put a stop to them. [She isn’t wearing
black gloves, but with that little tirade
we’ll still tag her Suspect
#5.] Finding Ann waiting for her outside the office,
they decide to get the gang together
and catch a movie. After the movie lets
out, we notice Steve and Maggie are acting
awfully friendly -- and we also notice
Rudy is missing. But we find him, waiting
in the parking lot. Seems no one told him about
the movie, and he suspects Steve was
behind that and takes a swing at him. Greg
manages to break it up but Rudy promises
Steve that if he touches Maggie again,
he’ll kill him. [Ah, Suspect #6.]
The
scene shifts again and we find Greg, lying
on a bench, pumping some iron. Finished
with his reps, he places the barbell on
the weight stand. Then, our white tennis shoe'd
friend shows up again. Greg recognizes
whomever this is but doesn't realize the
danger. Asking the killer to spot for him
and add some more weight, Greg then
continues bench-pressing. After several
reps, the killer slides the safety stand
away. Startled, Greg holds the barbell
above his head (--
let's just assume he’s too tired to just
drop it over his head and roll out of the
way, m'kay --) and pleads with the
killer to put the stand back. But the
killer just takes another weight and drops
it on to Greg’s crotch, causing him to
drop the barbell, which crushes his neck,
triggering a volcanic eruption of blood
out the victim's mouth. (Okay, if
it was Rudy, he just killed the wrong
guy.) Later, Amelia shows up with
some pizza but finds the bench press
equipment in perfect order. (So the
killer brought a mop?)
The
next day (--
and, man, is this killer taking their own
sweet time), the ever
dwindling Crawford Ten watch a soccer
game, where Alfred, the team’s goalie,
stops a penalty kick; after which Rudy
manages to score the winning goal right
before the final whistle. As the crowd
storms the field, during the melee, Rudy
asks Virginia to meet him later at the
campus chapel. After she agrees, we see
the look Rudy gives the eavesdropping
Maggie and realize he did this just to
piss her off. (Tit for tat on the
whole Steve thing.) We
also notice that Alfred, who has a thing
for Virginia, isn’t very happy about
this either. On the way to the Chapel,
Rudy buries something in the campus
flowerbed. (It
looked like one of those scarves.)
Catching up with Virginia, he takes her up
into the bell tower and tries his
Quasimodo imitation on her until things
take a sinister twist as he produces a
knife. Claiming he just wants to cut the
bell rope as a practical joke, but then
why does he use it to back Virginia into a
dark corner where she has another spastic
episode and passes out? (Okay,
maybe Rudy is the killer.) After
an undetermined amount of time (--
as the movie really pulled one on us in
that last scene and I’m not all that sure
just what
the hell’s going on), the
chaplain doesn’t notice a smattering of
blood on the floor, and more blood
dripping from the ceiling. He pulls the
bell rope and it snaps, falls, and spools
up around the pool of blood. With that,
the chaplain cries murder and runs out of
the building. Meanwhile,
Virginia is in the grips of another
flashback:
She’s
back in the hospital, and we’re
treated to some rather disturbing and
gruesome scenes of her brain surgery. As
the doctor cuts her head open, he starts
poking and probing into her damaged
brain. But then, after a cursory
examination, he declares Virginia to be
a lost cause and staples her head back
together.
Later,
Virginia tells Faraday about what happened
after she blacked out. When she woke up,
Rudy was gone; she saw the blood,
panicked, and got out of there. Unsure if
she’s just delusional or serious,
Faraday sends her home to get a little
rest. (Geez!
Where did this guy get his degree? Let's
see -- The Tijuana Night School of
Faith Healing and Several Holistic Pastes?
Well, that would explain a few things... )
After
she leaves, he hears a news report about
the chapel, and how a bloody knife was
found at the scene, and decides that maybe
he should look into it.
With
four students now missing, the cops are
now conducting a campus wide search but
are getting nowhere. A Lt. Tracy (Earl
Pennington) wants to question
Virginia, the last person to see Rudy, but
his attention is drawn outside when Tracy
finds something sinister in the flowerbed.
Of course, all the students follow them,
hoping to catch a glimpse of a dead body,
leaving Virginia alone in the library.
Suddenly, Rudy's body falls from the
second floor and lands with a thud. But
he's OK, and wants to explain what
happened at the chapel. Seems that after
Virginia passed out, he cut his hand while
hacking at the bell rope to the tune of
fifteen stitches. He
apologizes for running out on her, and,
more importantly, asks if she ratted him
out about cutting the chapel bell rope?
She didn’t, and as a reward, gets to go
to the big dance with him. (Wow.
Lucky girl.) Outside,
the cops unearth the scarf that Rudy
buried. A little deeper they find a skull,
but when Faraday asks to examine it, he
discovers it’s tagged as property of the
Crawford science department.
Elsewhere,
joining her new boyfriend, Virginia, along
with Steve, Maggie and Ann, head to an
underground hideaway beside the campus
swimming pool to smoke some reefer.
Despite the lack of any bodies, they all
agree that someone is out to get the
Crawford Ten. Ever the gambler, Steve
wants to place a bet on who will be the
next victim, but Virginia, the only one
facing the window to the pool, sees
Amelia’s apparently dead body
float buy. She freaks and runs away as the
others turn and see Amelia smiling through
the glass, completing the morbid joke.
Fake or not, the images of a drowned
Amelia trigger more repressed memories for
our protagonist:
We
see another woman, trapped under some
rushing water, and I'm gonna assume this
is Virginia's mother.
We
then shift directly to the graveyard,
where Virginia chats with mom again. And
as the music turns sinister, we spot
someone in white tennis shoes softly
approaching -- but this time we pan up and
see it’s Alfred. Sneaking up behind her,
he reaches a black-gloved hand into a
pocket, but before he can pull whatever it
is out, the girl turns and shoves the
garden shears right into his guts. (And
yes, we’re supposed to notice that
she’s wearing black gloves.) As
the confused Alfred falls, we see that
what he was reaching for was a small rose.
So,
the killer is revealed. Or was this
another one of Virginia’s psychotic
delusions? (With
this movie, who knows for sure?) And
when Virginia
wakes up the next morning, unaffected by
last night’s events, we can only
conclude it was just another dream. She
finds her dad packing; an emergency at
work is forcing him out of town for a
couple of days, but he promises to be back
in time for her birthday. Telling her to
have fun at the dance, he leaves. Next,
the film confirms the fact that even by
1980 disco was still not dead. And
as the gang boogies on down, Steve is
already sick of Maggie, who
is freaking out, convinced she’s the
next victim. He
talks Rudy into dancing with her, and as
they happily reunite, Virginia turns her
attentions on Steve. In full-blown floozy
mode, she says her dad is gone for the
weekend and invites him over for a
midnight snack. He happily agrees.
Concerned with her friends erratic
behavior, Ann tries to stop them. But
Virginia laughs her off and says to meet
her tomorrow afternoon to prepare for her
birthday party ... Once at the house,
Virginia and Steve sit in front of the
fireplace -- both heavily under the
influence of drugs and alcohol, which
leads to some foreplay and snogging that
would have gone further but the food is
finally done. You see, Virginia cooked up a batch of
shish-kabobs --
meat and veggies on a pointed stick, so,
yeah, this is gonna end badly -- and
playfully feeds Steve several bites. After
he cleans off the first stick, she dips
the second into some sauce, and as he
opens wide, Virginia shoves the skewer
right through his mouth and out the back
of his neck. With a cold detachment, she
watches while his gurgles slowly peeter out. Thus, dispelling any doubts that
Virginia is our killer, now we judy have
to find out why.
The
next day, when Ann arrives she wakes
Virginia up. Wanting all the
"gory" details about her night
with Steve, Virginia claims to not
remember a thing about last night past the
snogging. (We
note she does seem sincere.) Hoping
a shower will help clear the cobwebs, all
the water does is trigger more flashbacks:
She’s
in a car with her mom. And mom’s
obviously drunk and very distraught over
something as they travel along in a
driving thunderstorm. Mom swears "They’ll
all pay for what they did."
Virginia proclaims she doesn’t care
about that, but the booze and the rain
causes mom to miss the lights and
warning horn for the draw bridge. As it
rises, the car gets high-centered on the
separating sides and eventually spills
into the drink. (And
they show us the plunge about eight
times in case you miss it.) As
the car floods, mom is stuck, and
can’t get out, but manages to roll
down a window and tells Virginia to swim
to safety. When the daughter doesn’t
want to, she makes it an order. Then,
the window comes down, Virginia escapes,
and mom is doomed. Trying to surface,
Virginia bonks her head on the passing
boat, but her bloodied head eventually
bobs to the surface. (Explaining
and tying up several plot lines.)
When
Virginia snaps out of it, she's outside
the shower but notices the floor is
covered with water. Pulling back the
shower curtain, inside the tub she sees
Ann, submerged in the water, with her
throat cut. In a panic, Virginia calls
Faraday over and confesses that she killed
Ann. Thinking she's just having another
traumatic episode, Faraday demands to see
the body. When she refuses to show him, he
takes her by the hand and drags her toward
the bathroom, determined to confront her
psychosis head on. Sure enough, when he
pulls back the shower curtain, the tub is
empty and spotless.
(So
was all this in her head?) After
calming her down, Faraday realizes there
must be a link between her missing friends
and her repressed memories -- and that’s
why she’s been dreaming about killing
them. (So it was all a dream?!?)
When she tells him about jumping the
bridge with Greg and Amelia, this
seems to confirm his diagnosis; and that
must have triggered her repressed memories
and homicidal delusions. (Again ...
Should she really be on the loose?)
The
doorbell rings. It's Lt. Tracy, with word
that Ann is missing and they found her car
abandoned nearby. With that new wrinkle,
Faraday begins to doubt his diagnosis and
promises to bring Virginia in for
questioning after she wakes up. Taking the
gloves off, metaphorically, mind you, the
doctor confronts Virginia and asks if the
six missing kids had anything to do with
her mother’s accident. That accusation
seems to do the trick as his patient
suddenly has total recall. (About
frigging time. How long is this damn movie
anyway?):
Four
years ago, Virginia’s mother, Estelle (Sharon
Acker), invited the six richest
kids in Crawford -- Ann, Bernadette,
Alfred, Steve and Greg -- to
her daughter's birthday party. But when
they pull a King's Row and none
of them show up, mom is indignant and
downs another fifth of Scotch. When Dad
calls home, a disgusted Estelle hands
the phone over to Virginia so he can
apologize for not being there. She lies
to him, and says all her friends are
there and they’re having a great time.
As Estelle continues to drink and rant
and chew on the furniture, we glean that
she came from the other side of
Crawford's tracks, then married herself
rich husband in a vain attempt to wheedle
her way up the social hierarchy. And
when Virginia confesses that the kids
didn't come because they’re all over
at Ann’s party, this so enrages
Estelle she decides they will just
have to go and crash it.
Despite
a raging thunderstorm, Estelle, with her
daughter in tow, drives over to the
palatial estate but can't get past the
front gate. Undaunted, Estelle makes a
scene and demands to see Ann’s father.
And if we listen close, we pick up some
cryptic clues when she rips into the
groundskeeper: something is said about
not being paid off so easy this time
[Plot Point #6],
and
we realize that Estelle and Ann’s
father have a sordid history. (The
plot thickens.) With
much effort, Virginia drags her back to
the car and convinces her to just head
home.
They
never made it.
When
Virginia snaps out of it and runs away,
again!, Faraday lets her go. But she
doesn't go far, grabs a fire poker,
circles back, and proceeds to bash his
head in with it. (And
I will go on record stating I don’t
think the human body contains enough blood
to shower the walls like that.) Later,
when Virginia’s dad returns, bearing
gifts, he finds his house dark and silent.
A quick search finds a room covered in the
doctor’s blood, but no body. He freaks,
thinking something has happened to
Virginia, too. When the house proves empty, he
heads to her favorite spot -- her
mother’s grave. Making his way through
the rain to the cemetery, where he finds
Amelia in a state of muted shock. He
continues on, first tripping over
Faraday’s body, and then finds his
wife’s grave has been dug up. He then
spots the lights in the guest cottage,
where the original birthday party was to
have taken place.
Inside,
he finds a truly ghoulish and macabre
scene: the table is still set the same way
it was four years ago -- I take it no
one's been in there since? -- only this
time, the guests are all present and
accounted for. Propped up in their
assigned seats, next to his decomposed
wife, the mystery of the missing dead
teens is now solved. And as dear old dad
locks up in shock, his little girl comes
out of the kitchen with a birthday cake,
candles aglow, singing "Happy
Birthday to Me"
sweetly
to herself. Happy to see daddy, she sits
him down at the table. All he can do is
drop his head in his hands and cry as
Virginia blows out the candles and
produces a knife to cut the cake -- but
then uses it to slash dad’s throat
instead. Unfazed, she then moves down the
table to Ann’s body, slumped over on the
table. But when she pulls the body up
*gasp* it’s really Virginia! --
Whoa, what’s going on? Then,
the evil and psychotic Virginia says all
that’s left to do is kill sister
Non-Psychotic Virginia. -- What?
Twins?!? She has an evil twin?!? I call no
frakkin' way! And with
one final insult to the audience's
intelligence, Psychotic Virginia pulls off
a latex mask revealing -- JINKIES!, it was
really Ann all along! And the call of
No frakkin' way still stands.
Somehow,
he typed dubiously, Ann managed to drug
Virginia with chloroform before each
murder, and, with some unwitting help from
Alfred, had a Virginia mask she used while
killing everyone. But we still don’t
know why?
Well,
with a twelfth hour confession from Ann,
it seems Estelle was a floozy who had
an affair with her father. She got
pregnant in the process, so Ann’s father
paid Estelle to go away. But Ann’s mom
still found out and divorced the creep,
destroying Ann's family. So, guess what?,
they really are sisters! But Ann has
wanted revenge on Virginia's family for
her father's misdeeds ever since, and
focused all of that rage on her illegitimate
sister since Estelle was already dead. Why
she had to kill the others is beyond me,
though. E'yup, all that brain surgery
crap, flashbacks, and psychotic episodes
meant absolutely nothing. And with her
dirty deeds all but
done, Ann says this master plan will
culminate with Virginia’s apparent
suicide. But when she attempts to slit
Virginia’s wrists, her victim manages to
fight off the chloroform long enough to
grapple over the knife. And in the ensuing
struggle, it is Ann who gets knifed to
death. And in one final morbid twist that
would have worked better if the audience
hadn't just gotten screwed for the last
hour and a half, Ann's twisted revenge
scheme apparently works out in the end as the cops burst
in, just in time to see Ann's body fall,
leaving Virginia holding the bloody knife
in a room full of corpses.
The
End
Man
... I didn't think this movie would ever get
over. And if I have one beef with Happy
Birthday to Me, and it's a major one,
it's that the film is just too damned long.
Clocking in at a whopping 110-minutes,
there's way too much time spent between
the killings, where nothing significant
happens,
trudging through muddled flashback after
flashback, and slapping us in the face with several
red-herrings and meaningless subplots as the mystery drags you
along before going all Scooby-Doo
on us in the last three minutes, torpedoing all that came
before, making this is a tough pill to swallow after
all that sludging. And yet, I am a bit torn over
the ending.
On the one hand, the revelation that Ann was
behind it all along makes absolutely no
sense at all. None. And this doesn't really work if
you go back and think about it. At all. However,
with this nonsensical twist we do get that
awesome "oh shit" ending with
the innocent Virginia completely
railroaded up shit-creek without a paddle.
In
the original script Virginia was the
killer all along, avenging her mother
after cracking up. In fact, there were two
scripts for Happy Birthday to Me. The
first treatment was penned by John Saxton,
who wrote the notoriously awesome Ilsa:
She Wolf of the SS. But Dunning,
wanting more violence and brain surgery
scenes, thought it needed a little help
and brought in Peter Jobin and Timothy
Bond for a little punch up. None of these
writers realized there were two scripts
until shooting was almost wrapped up, with
the production cherry-picking several key
elements from both. Neither script,
however, called for what was to become the
final twist. This change was scripted in
late because, at the time, all slasher
movies needed a twelfth hour shock for the
sake of a shock that never make one damn bit of sense. And to belabor
the point, with the film spending so much
time elaborating on Virginia's past and head
troubles it
just compounds the feeling of having
wasted
your time for the first 107 minutes, which
makes it really hard to like this movie
more than I do. And I want to like it. And
there is a lot to like.
The film
itself is very slick and nice to look at, with
some excellent cinematography and fluid
camerawork. Credit for that, I guess, must
go to director J. Lee Thompson and
cinematographer Miklós Lente. Over the
years, Thompson
has had quite the career. Responsible for the original
Cape
Fear
and The
Guns of Navarone
before being relegated to several
Charles Bronson exploitation pieces for
Golan and Globus, obviously, the guy new
what he was doing. The whole film has a
very serene, almost dreamlike quality about
it, which, while nice to look at, makes
the pace almost glacial between the
murders. And there's the rub. The killings
themselves are handled effectively with
plenty of grue. And rumor has it Dunning had to
actually rein Thompson in, who
wanted things even bloodier and more
ghastly, or face the wrath of the MPAA
censors. Rumor also has it that it was
Thompson who came up with the idea for the
double-twist ending. In front of the
camera, Melissa Sue Anderson was ready,
willing and able to shake her Little
House on the Prairie
image, and
would later team up with The
Waltons alum
Mary Beth McDonough in the effective
witch's brew, Midnight
Offerings. (And
McDonough was in her own slasher movie,
Mortuary,
that I'm currently busting my hump trying
to track down for this retrospective.)
And
poor Glenn Ford; he's just mailing it in
and paying the rent, here, and all he gets is a
fire poker to the head.
Now
... We usually watch these types of bloody
body-count
films for one of three reasons. The first is
the thrills and chills the film will
hopefully provide; secondly, to see what new and inventive ways the
creators manage to dispatch their cast of
canon fodder; and third, to see how the
mystery untangles itself and what twisted motives
the killer spews when they're finally
revealed. And in the early 1980's Dunning
and Levin and their fellow Canadian
filmmakers turned these notions into a
cottage industry, and earned themselves a
genre all their own known as
Canuxploitation, which includes the likes
of Prom Night, The Humongous, Curtains,
and Terror Train -- and one only has
to watch these to tell the difference in
higher quality between them and their
American counterparts.
And
to keep cashing in, after Happy
Birthday to Me was well into
production, Dunning and Levin took a small
chunk of Columbia's money and used it to
finance and shoot the meaner, grittier,
and far superior slasher, My Bloody
Valentine, for Paramount, which
actually debuted before Happy
Birthday to Me to
hit a February 13th opening date -- a
Friday the 13th, mind you -- before
Valentine's Day, 1981, in almost 1200
theaters. A month later, with the help of
some stellar, and soon to be iconic,
poster art and ad campaign, Happy
Birthday to Me went into a much
quieter release, as Columbia didn't
embrace this type of feature the way
Paramount did. Still, I'm sure they
weren't complaining about the business the
film brought in.
Before
I wrap this up, after all that bitching,
let me pause and give Happy Birthday to
Me some credit for the things it does
right.
The official rules of the slasher
movie were just starting to take shape and
weren't set in stone yet; and it
should be noted that this film actually started a
few of these rules. So, let's give Dunning
and company some major props for these original
ideas. Their film
is high on mood, atmosphere, and suspense,
but, in the end, it just can't sustain
this because it's just too
darn long and collapses under its own
weighty and, in the end, worthless back-story. Speaking honestly, all they'd have to do
is go back through the movie, gut out
about forty-minutes of worthless filler,
tighten it up, rethink that ending a bit, and
then, well, they might just have the
genre-classic of all time on their hands.
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