Hurricane fences. Lawns gone fallow. Abandoned cars. Rubbish strewn vacant lots. Boxes full of cheap trinkets. Street after street of identical tract homes. Wood paneling. Indifferent receptionists. Retirees waiting to die. Irritable neighbors. Unpainted drywall. Flickering fluorescent lights. Cheap linoleum floors. Nothing on TV ...
Deadly End, when it went under the name of Neighborhood Watch while on the film festival circuit generated an intriguing buzz. Some found it the most disturbing film, ever. Still other viewers likened it to the works of David Lynch. There were even audience members who actively disliked the film, calling it "tedious and unwatchable."
The story is no great shakes. Bob (Jack Huston) is a young British yuppie out to carve a niche for himself in corporate America who lands a job in Nowheresville, California. His cheerful American bride Wendi (Pell James) is along for the ride, and blinded by new and exciting possibilities, the couple moves into a distressed suburban hellhole. The people in the surrounding area appear to be less than ideal. The elderly couple across the way seems to be in the final stages of dementia, and their overly enthusiastic next-door neighbor Adrien (reliable character actor Nick Searcy) showers the newlyweds with booby-trapped gifts. Flower arrangements composed of sprigs of poison oak and chocolates laced with horse laxatives send our lovebirds to the hospital emergency room, and a war of wills ensues.
Deadly End has several implausibility issues. The police force in the film waives away the many complaints filed against Adrien due to his father being the mayor, in spite of all the ensuing mayhem. Our couple seems more than a bit naďve as well. It's perplexing why they just don't flee the area and check into a local Motel 6.
What Deadly End has going for it in spades is a suffocating, soul-crushing atmosphere of ennui and despair. One doesn't need a haunted house, an isolated stretch of countryside or threatening urban setting as a setting of horror; one only has to look at the long stretches of housing thrown up overnight to accommodate an influx of ready labor that has fallen into ruin just as quickly. Deadly End makes many pointed observations about the American ideal of home and safety, and just how fragile popular hopes and expectations can be dashed against broken concrete sidewalks.
Deadly End has a slow, leisurely pace - but be forewarned that the ending is just as graphic and gross as anything Takashi Miike can dish out. It's not a film for the squeamish, and is definitely not for children. While Deadly End can be recommended as a solid rental over the dross of countless other horror titles vying for shelf space at the local Blockbuster, this reviewer suspects its cult appeal will be limited to those who can appreciate its depiction of a surreal, hellish landscape that can be readily viewed out of any back window.