STRANGE HARVEST (2024)

Studio:   Saban Films
Director: Stuart Ortiz
Writer:   Stuart Ortiz
Producer: Stuart Ortiz, Bruce Guido, Alex Yesilcimen, Michael Karlin
Stars:    Peter Zizzo, Terri Apple, Andy Lauer, David Hemphill, Matthew Peschio, Dawsyn Eubanks, Roy Abramsohn, Matthew M. Garcia, Allen Marsh, Travis Wolfe Sr., Jessee Clarkson

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Summary:

Police interviews and archival footage document the occult-related crimes of an elusive serial killer known as “Mr. Shiny.”


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Canadian filmmaker Stuart Ortiz is one half of the directing duo (the other half being Colin Minihan) that created “Grave Encounters” (review here), perhaps the pinnacle of fictionalized “haunted asylum” investigations in a “found footage” subgenre overstuffed with paler-by-comparison peers. In this same subsection of horror, “The Blair Witch Project” (review here) still wears the crown, at least popularly, for the “haunted woods” variant. Meanwhile, for my money, Drew and John Erick Dowdle’s “The Poughkeepsie Tapes” (review here) remains the most chilling use of the faux true-crime documentary format with an incredible atmosphere of a too-hot-for-TV “Dateline” episode that is just as disturbing now as it was in 2007.

Ortiz is evidently a big fan of “The Poughkeepsie Tapes” too, as his film “Strange Harvest” follows a similar construction that mirrors the other movie in a manner that’s remarkably able to maintain its own originality despite the déjà vu. In addition to emulating specific beats like a disfigured survivor and harrowing home invasion, however, Ortiz also carries over some of the shortfalls from “The Poughkeepsie Tapes,” specifically inconsistent acting that isn’t always entirely convincing, and its higher ratio of police procedural suspense to serial killer thrills has a harder time reaching the same level of thoroughly unnerving terror.

“Strange Harvest” chronicles the bizarre case of “Mr. Shiny,” an elusive murderer who baffled the police of San Bernardino, California, with a trio of ritualistic homicides between 1993 and 1995. Curiously, Mr. Shiny wasn’t seen again for 15 years. When he resurfaced in 2010, his crimes were more brutal than before, beginning a new spree of gruesome mutilations and exsanguinations linked by a triangular occult symbol often painted with the victim’s blood.

A definitive edge “The Poughkeepsie Tapes” holds over “Strange Harvest” is that a significant portion of that movie consisted of the killer’s unsettling home movies. Watching firsthand footage of him hiding in a bedroom closet, kidnapping a little girl in broad daylight, and creeping around his basement dungeon in a bird-beak mask felt filthy, like witnessing awful acts from a voyeur’s perspective under the pretense of entertainment whose eeriness transformed into something more sinister. Quite quickly, “The Poughkeepsie Tapes” went from being a passive home-viewing experience to making a viewer feel like an active observer immersed in multiple crime scenes.

“Strange Harvest” has far fewer scenes of Mr. Shiny caught on camera, which is one reason why it can’t completely echo the skin-crawling style of “The Poughkeepsie Tapes.” Instead, police usually arrive after the fact, although this affords ample opportunities for the film to showcase horrific tableaus highlighted by terrific makeup effects and creatively designed deaths. The flinch-worthy sight of a bound-and-gagged family of blood-drained corpses arranged around their dinner table, or a leech-covered body floating in a dirty pool surrounded by barbed wire and broken glass, can still be frightening simply with suggestiveness, without having to show how it happened.

Having a cast of mostly unfamiliar faces comes with pros as well as cons. The biggest pro is that everyone can reasonably pass as a detective or academic expert because an audience isn’t distracted with trying to remember what else they’ve been in, or worse, unable to see them as anyone other than a known actor. Roy Abramsohn of “Escape from Tomorrow” (review here) was the only person I recognized. The con that comes with using less-experienced performers is that their talking head segments sometimes sound rehearsed rather than organically off-the-cuff.

Otherwise, “Strange Harvest” excels at making every detail as believable as can be, and there are plenty of details packed into the project. Maybe some of the photographs were pulled from personal collections, but pixelating one face in a group or blurring the text on a body cam gives the impression that an imaginary legal team reviewed the film and insisted on alterations. The effort employed to shoot in various locations, some for only a few seconds of footage, and compile news clips with dozens of different anchors and station logos goes a long way toward making the movie appear authentic.

Some viewers may feel that illusion broken by the intrusion of a supernatural element midway through the runtime. “Strange Harvest” hints at otherworldly occultism long before that, but the midpoint includes a shot of an obscured action that makes the paranormal aspect prominent, even though the movie still has a full tank of cerebral dread it could continue running on at this point.

On the flipside, as a longtime fan of Lovecraftian fiction, I appreciate that Stuart Ortiz doesn’t recycle common references to Innsmouth, the Necronomicon, or anything else that might tie the movie too closely with well-known works of unearthly fantasy, to give Mr. Shiny his Elder Gods edge. Rather, Ortiz plants several seeds from Robert Bloch’s “The Mysteries of the Worm,” the famed “Psycho” author’s underrepresented contribution to the Cthulhu Mythos, to make unique lore mixed with mumbo jumbo that seems plausibly connected to reality, yet is still cryptic enough that Mr. Shiny’s motives remain creepy without revealing too much.

“Strange Harvest” probably won’t compete with “Lake Mungo” or “The Tunnel” for the title of most macabre mockumentary. But fans of those films should still find themselves captivated for 90 minutes as the intriguing breadcrumb trail left by Mr. Shiny comes together like any compelling true-crime story built from old broadcasts, new interviews, and slow zooms into family photos. Its grisliness is as gripping as any other film based on forensic frights, maybe more so for anyone else who has an affinity for the unspeakable scares of centuries-old creatures and celestial apocrypha.

NOTE: There is a post-credits scene.

Review Score: 70