There are some strengths in Medoff’s otherwise poorly devised game show from hell, namely the performances of its cast, who do their best within the constraints of the maladroit screenplay. Equally practical effects and set design are solid, as the colourful wheel of death and the brightly dressed mannequins juxtapose the grime, dirt, and dried blood surrounding each ‘contestant.’ But not even the twisted performance of Jackie Earle Haley can save Your Host from its own self-inflicted wounds.
The game show format has long fascinated horror writers and directors as deadly competitions, puzzles, or challenges pit unwitting ‘contestants’ against each other for audiences who like their horror bloody. Even in sadistic horror movies like Saw, a twisted take on the game show concept sat centre stage as limbs were severed, eyes gouged, and traps set. Now, just one year after his last FrightFest premiere, the claustophobic I Will Never Leave You, D.W. Medoff is back with a sadistic horror that places the game show centre stage in Your Host, written by Joey Miller.
Your Host opens with a scene that sets out its stall before the opening credits have even rolled: a young man tied to a chair, blood dripping from his head as he begs for his life. As he nervously awaits his fate, a voice excitedly announces, “You are our winner!”, and a confetti canon fires. But sat before the man is one last, deadly game: three boxes with strings attached to each. The voice interrupts excitedly once again, “Everyone’s a winner!” But the man now knows there are no winners in this twisted game show, where pain and death are the only prizes you can win.
Jump forward, and we are introduced to four twenty-something friends on a birthday weekend break at a secluded cabin. James (Jamie Flatters) is the obnoxious rich kid of the group, and it’s his parents’ lodge they are using. Then there’s the playful Melissa (Joelle Rae), who delights in teasing James, winding him up like an old clockwork toy, then leaving him to wind down. Meanwhile, Matthew (David Angland) is quiet and considered in everything he does, the opposite of James, much like Anita (Ella-Rae Smith), who clashes with our rich kid at every opportunity.
As their afternoon of swimming and copious amounts of alcohol turns to night, a game of dare, instigated by James, throws the entire evening into turmoil as arguments erupt and semi-truths are spoken. But if they thought the night couldn’t get any worse, a mysterious figure hiding in the shadows is about to drug them and imprison them, chaining them around their necks in a mysterious game show watched by mannequins.
Their jolly but twisted host, wearing half a mask, has but one desire: to play his deadly game until only one young person is left alive, recording the proceedings while pretending the broadcast is live to an eager audience. But who is this figure, and how does his past tie to one of our young contestants?
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As the game begins and your host for the night spins his wheel of death, Medoff and Miller deliver a series of gruesome torture and death scenes that are standard fare in the torture porn subgenre, and that pretty much summarises the whole film: a standard torture-porn flick that pays homage to Saw and Hostel while offering us an unforgivably ham-fisted backstory that provides a brief pause from the blood-letting.
In an attempt to build a motive for the nastiness, Miller offers an inept swipe at workplace culture in relation to gender and harassment, which is both clumsy and misguided in its framing. There’s nothing inherently wrong with challenging the audience on these delicate issues, but here, the delicacy is as subtle as a sledgehammer, with little to no character development to flesh out the discussions raised.
There are some strengths in Medoff’s otherwise poorly devised game show from hell, namely the performances of its cast, who do their best within the constraints of the maladroit screenplay. Equally practical effects and set design are solid, as the colourful wheel of death and the brightly dressed mannequins juxtapose the grime, dirt, and dried blood surrounding each ‘contestant.’ But not even the twisted performance of Jackie Earle Haley can save Your Host from its own self-inflicted wounds.
Your Host had its world premiere at FrightFest and is awaiting a UK-wide release date.
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