
Quiet Earth Review
Monday, January 19th, 2009 Don Neumann
Review
of Jon Springer's brilliant combo of noir and horror THE HAGSTONE DEMON
INSTANT. HORROR. CLASSIC.
Yup, I said it and I'm not taking it back. With elements of film noir, beautiful
photography which lushly switches back and forth between color and B&W, and
an incredible storyline The Hagstone Demon brings something totally fresh to the
horror canon. What I'm wondering is why is this premiering at Troma Dance? (No
offense to Troma) This should be playing Sundance! I could keep gushing, this
film was that good, but let me say it reminds me of Cthulhu with its all around
talent and ingenuity and a seemingly mismatched lead character who is nothing
but perfect for the role.
I've often said I love it when the underdog, working with very little pulls off
a genuine masterpiece, and that's the case here. While Springer may have plenty
of experience DP'ing (which shines through the entire film), he clearly did
quadruple duty on the film, co-writing, directing, editing, dp'ing, and
producing.. And that's when you know someone has some real talent.
That brings me to the style, black and white noir set in a gothic apartment
building filled with history and some sort of retention, not to mention a creepy
hairless cat I'd like to use for target practice. The aura is that of a story
around every corner, like the walls have their own tales to tell, and so do some
of the tenants. The old man with the terrible comb over and his insistence he
knows everything there is to know about the building, not to mention he says he
won't leave as it's condemned with only a couple of months to live.
Our main character Douglas, an alcoholic, fits in here as he's the caretaker.
Constantly bothered by the tenants, he deals with their sometimes unsanitary
issues, both real and fabricated while battling his own inner demons. He still
hasn't gotten over the loss of his wife by suicide. She's started appearing in
the periphery as if the building has brought her back to life, and maybe it has.
The building is where the culmination of the suicide comes to it's head. Passed
out on his couch he is suddenly awoken to the vision of his ghostly dead wife
sitting across from him. Double checking, she's still there, then after some
outside interference she's gone. With the ghostly visions, Douglas follows one
of the tenents which is where a heavy part of the film noir element fits in. Is
there something deadly going on with one of the tenants in the building? And
what does this have to do with the tenants who start turning up dead in the
hallways?
But this ultimately isn't about the perfectly chosen backdrop for the story,
it's much larger then that. With hints of Rosemary's Baby, an often surreal
communion with the film, and the briefest hint of dark comedy, The Hagstone
Demon's production design and cast of characters bring together something so
totally mesmerizing that this transcends mere horror and puts this on the level
of genius. I can't say this enough, this is not just a horror film, it's one of
those films you find only one copy of in the video store which completely blows
you away and I HIGHLY recommend it. This will appeal to both cinephiles and
horror fans alike.
On a last note, I hope someone picks this up for distribution quickly so you
won't have to wait long to see it. Anchor Bay, are you listening?

FANGORIA REVIEW
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
11:01 AM Samuel
Zimmerman
It’s
been a while since I’ve seen a movie revolving around witchcraft and
satanic rituals, and in that respect, THE HAGSTONE DEMON is a fun breath of
fresh air. Shot on what was clearly a low budget, Jon Springer’s tale of a
haunted apartment complex (which recently premiered at the Tromadance Film
Festival) is generally successful and entertaining throughout.

Douglas Elmore, played by Mark Borchardt (the subject of the 1999
documentary AMERICAN MOVIE), is hired as the caretaker for a now-condemned
apartment building that’s soon to be torn down. Douglas spends his days
getting to know the inhabitants of the Hagstone, fixing their leaky pipes,
listening to them rant about the trashy blonde squatting in the vacant room
downstairs and drinking himself into a stupor. He’s still taking the
suicide of his wife Julie pretty hard, and it doesn’t help that since he
moved into the Hagstone, he’s been seeing her everywhere. When its already
low number of residents begins to dwindle via murder (whether it’s
supernatural or not is undecided), Douglas becomes the prime suspect. With
the help of new tenant Barbara and his priest brother-in-law, he tries to
uncover the truth amidst strange occurrences and the even stranger people
surrounding him.
THE HAGSTONE DEMON does have its problems. Borchardt seems to be pretty much
playing himself, and was apparently cast more for his personality and
presence in the community than for his actual acting ability. His
performance is pretty flat, though he does have a certain charisma and hits
the occasional note right on the head. The rest of the cast range between
decent, mediocre and pretty terrible, though even the terrible ones add to
the atmosphere in an odd way—not in the sense of “so bad they’re
good,” but in a more positive, off-kilter vibe. For instance, Jay Smiley
as Bill Thompson, an eccentric old man who claims to know everything about
the building, hams it up in every scene he’s in and is clearly playing a
character much older than he is. But rather than detract, his character
casts a bizarre cloud over the proceedings that make them all the more
enjoyable.
A similar role is that of Karna, the homeless girl secretly staying in the
empty room. Because the building is so close to demolition, Douglas lets
Karna’s illegal residency slide and even does her favors, like coming by
to fix the toilet. She’s a strange beast, this Karna: She has a very
unsettling, skinny pet cat, speaks in a distant, spaced-out tone and very
well may be a prostitute. Nadine Gross’ portrayal of her oddball
personality is a little silly, and maybe too obvious, but it somehow works.
The highlight of HAGSTONE, however, is Springer’s direction and
cinematography. While the movie was produced with very little economic
means, he does a great job of elevating its look and keeping the visuals
interesting. Mostly shot in black and white with bits and pieces in color,
the film uses each appropriately. When Borchardt heads into a crawlspace in
the floor and finds a demon, the ultra-shadowy dark space coupled with only
the creature’s visage shining through is quite effective and creepy, while
many of the colorful satanic rites give off a surreal, madness-filled
atmosphere.
There is a definite noir undertone to the film, given its monochromatic
lensing, Douglas’ journey/descent and his narration. The latter isn’t
exactly a joy to listen to, as Borchardt’s delivery isn’t too strong,
and neither are his lines. Much of the dialogue feels stilted and awkward;
in some places that’s fine because of the “off” nature of characters,
but in others it’s just a coupling of weak writing and the actors’
recitation of it.
But as more is revealed (why everyone acts so strange, and what Douglas and
his late wife have to do with all of this), the story becomes increasingly
interesting, though the ending might leave some unsatisfied with its
open-ended nature and setup for a sequel that may never come. Still, THE
HAGSTONE DEMON has a great quirkiness and energy that makes the film worth a
watch and helps it surmount its typical low-budget problems. Sometimes you
can tell that even with setbacks such as these, the people involved believed
in and put a lot of love and effort in their creation, and such is the case
with THE HAGSTONE DEMON.

GINGERSTEIN REVIEW - THE HAGSTONE
DEMON
Saturday, September 12, 2009
When I sat down to
watch “The Hagstone Demon,” I
allowed myself low expectations. I was prepared for the worst, as I normally
always am whenever I pop a movie into the DVD player. I’m not a fan of the
occult, or of demonic movies in general. They
tend to be very one sided in their depiction of the darker half of the
Judeo-Christian faith. By its title alone, this film promised at least 35% more
demon than your average film. However, from the moment the movie opened I was
pleasantly and completely caught off guard.
The story
is filmed in what I can only describe as a hybrid of noir and traditional
horror, black and white being the medium of this bizarre journey. Only
occasionally does full color bleed into the frame, at critical plot points and
moments of character development essential to the story. Director Jon Springer,
wearing multiple hats behind the camera, delivers a low budget movie that
utilizes every single element of the beast in a way few movies have done since “The
Evil Dead.” And like Sam Raimi toiling away in the Tennessee backwoods to
tell the story of a lone survivor, Springer brings to life the dark tale of a
recently widowed maintenance man named Douglas Elmore, played with a pitch
perfect subtly by Mark Borchardt.
While the
story of suicide, ghosts and botched ritualism unfolds around him, Borchardt
somehow manages to balance, even upstage, the supernatural events by
being a completely believable anti-hero. I say that not to minimize the flow or
narrative of the film, but rather to commend the performance of the actor. The
character of Douglas is immediately identifiable as that one guy we all know,
the guy trying to do right but just can’t catch a damn break no matter what
happens. From the first act
on, it’s clear that Mark Borchardt grounds the fantastic elements of the
film in reality, so that you never really feel you’re watching escapist
entertainment, but rather a horrific glimpse into what could have happened to
you if you had made different choices in your life.
The
supporting cast, including notable names such as Charles Hubbell, Nadine Gross
and Cyndi Kurtz, put forth solid performances and lend a tangible feeling of
reality that can’t be denied. Each tenant living in the condemned building
that Douglas has charged himself with are a vital piece to the puzzle. The
varied elements of “The Hagstone
Demon” come together to create a creature far greater than any of its
parts by themselves, and it shows from the cinematography right down to the
musical score. The make-up effects
were top notch and provided some truly horrific images that stick with you long
after the credits have rolled. The story itself is bold, unforgiving,
heartbreaking and pulls no punches. And, more importantly, it scared me.
Check out
this flick, horror fans. I hereby award it the coveted rating of 5 out of 5
severed heads.

Review
by: Elisabeth Fies
Directed by: Jon Springer
Written by: Harrison Matthews, Jon Springer - Writer
Winner of the Atlanta Horror Fest's Buried Alive
award last weekend, The Hagstone Demon showcases Mark Borchadt of American
Movie infamy in a sometimes hilarious, always interesting low budget
smashup mix of seminal favorites including Blue Velvet and Rosemary's
Baby. Part noir, part horror, The Hagstone Demon had its
audience laughing out loud at scenes both intentionally and unintentionally
funny. With another dialogue pass or three on the screenplay and some more
judicious editing, this film could have been a breakout hit.
When
Douglas Elmore (Mark Borchadt) takes over the job of caretaking an old spooky
apartment building about to be torn down, he thinks it will be an easy gig
that will keep him close to the memory of his tragically dead ex-wife. Instead
he finds a mounting bodycount of tenants, a weirdly off-yet-sexy squatter in
the basement named Karna (femme fatale/Loglady Nadine Gross), an interested
girl next door (Cyndi Kurtz), and a detective (Michael Glen) convinced Douglas
is the murderer of his ex-wife and the residents of the Hagstone complex.
The first act concentrates on slow-burn atmosphere:
long takes of the hallway, quirky neighbors who would be at home in Twin
Peaks, and a general growing unease as Douglas' alcoholism and writer's block
increase. The only color in the film is used during Douglas' long writing
sequences as we see the strange musings of the tortured author. The pace of The
Hagstone Demon is sometimes slowed unbearably by its Lynchian long holds
on actors in between each line. It's an intermittently effective strategy for
laughs, but unfortunately often highlights co-stars not up to the acting
challenge. Neither of the lead actresses comes across well in the standard
noir roles of whore and Madonna pitted against each other for the leading
man's affections.
The second act satisfies more as the pace picks up
and the gore increases. Douglas' past involvement with a satanic cult comes
into focus, and his current crush interest become threatened by the evil in
the building. Meshing a medley of hit films
including
Aliens and The Exorcist, the plot finally lands on the
schemes of a satanic cult that Douglas has tussled with before, and their
resurrection plan to plant a succubus' soul in the excavated body of Douglas'
ex-wife (don't ask. It doesn't really matter.) The end showdown is
sufficiently gross, Cronenberg-bizarre, and exciting that the Atlanta audience
left quite pleased.
Director / Co-writer / Producer / Cinematographer /
Editor Jon Springer has an interesting perspective that could benefit greatly
from collaboration with another artist on his next feature. Though the film
looks good and there are whole scenes that satisfy, overall the movie is
distractingly uneven. Few filmmakers can retain an untainted opinion of their
own work after months in the editing bay, and this is undoubtedly a case of
the movie suffering from one person doing too many jobs (hopefully because of
budget constraints rather than ego). A second opinion can be a huge boon, and
its loss is felt here. Still, Springer works the material with an infectious
joy that leaves feelings of fondness for him and his movie.
The Hagstone Demon is Mark Borchadt's first
narrative starring role since his infamous work in Coven was captured
in the huge documentary hit American Movie (1999). Borchadt is more
than competent in most scenes as a leading man, and disturbingly, increasingly
more handsome as the movie wore on. To my utter shame, my lady regions
informed me that without a shirt and his trademark coke bottle glasses,
Borchadt is an intriguingly hot piece of ass. Luckily for my naughty pussy,
Borchadt has seven more movies coming up in the next year, including a role in
Cabin Fever 2. Looks like his Hollywood ship has arrived, ten years
after being made fun of mercilessly in a popular documentary he must have felt
betrayed to star in. This is the type of history Hollywood loves to label
"an overnight success."

According to their IMDb page, Diablo Cody was originally tapped to play Karna.
That she dropped out of shooting to fulfill writing deadlines is a tragedy for
audiences.
Upcoming screenings include a limited Halloween run
in Boston at the Museum of Fine Arts.

The Hagstone Demon
Some cheap thrills in multi-unit house of horror
By Tom
Russo Globe
Correspondent /October 23, 2009
Chances are the last time you caught Mark Borchardt onscreen, he was pounding
beers and raging on about his ambition to direct a horror movie in the
little-film-that-couldn’t documentary “American Movie.’’ All these years
later, it looks like Borchardt has finally managed to make the sort of picture
that was in his head, with the help of similarly DIY-minded writer-director Jon
Springer. It also looks like Borchardt didn’t spend the intervening decade
studying acting at Juilliard.
Still sporting that roadie hair and specs from the Judah
Friedlander collection, Borchardt plays Douglas Elmore, a socially stiff
apartment building super, grieving widower, and hard drinker. When he’s fit
for work, he keeps getting sidetracked by all manner of annoyances: chatty old
ladies, a creepy squatter chick named Mary Anne (Nadine Gross), and gruesomely
murdered tenants. The police suspect Douglas, but he knows Mary Anne is
somehow behind the killings. (She owns a hairless cat, for pity’s sake.)
What Douglas and his clergyman brother-in-law (Sasha Andreev) also know - and
give up slowly - is that there’s a supernatural explanation for what’s
going down, one that involves Douglas’s dead wife.
You can feel Springer striving, admirably, to get
creative, from a laugh-out-loud interrogation room exchange to an aesthetic
choice to make Douglas’s dreams the only scenes shot in color. But there’s
far more that takes you out of the movie than ever gets you caught up in it.
Gross’s looks and wild-eyed kookiness inadvertently play like Amy Poehler
trying horror, and Borchardt’s frequent voice-over bits are all Midwestern
flatness - Michael Moore narration slapped onto a whole other sort of
sideshow.
The movie’s only genuine scares are the
fun-but-cheap kind: It’s the killer! No, wait, it’s only a kitchen
appliance. But there’s also an occasional element from the
scary-bizarre category, at least, to break up the amateur-hour tedium.
Hallucinatory satanic ritual scenes feature a surprising number of everyday
folk (friends of the filmmakers, one guesses) in the altogether, like some
“Body Beautiful’’ art photography book come awkwardly to life. And
Borchardt gets a “Lethal Weapon’’ thoughts-of-suicide moment - a payoff,
such as it is, for keeping those “American Movie’’ dreams alive.
© Copyright 2009 Globe Newspaper Company.

Rosemary’s cool uncle
By JONATHAN DONALDSON
''In the ever-crowded world of horror movies, rarely
does one break through with both a character-driven plot and an emphasis on
reinventing te genre. Yet writer/director Jon Springer manages to do just that.
The Hagstone Demon
tells the story of Douglas Elmore (Mark Borchardt), the new caretaker at the
Hagstone Apartment Building. Aside from being an unholy dump on its way to
condemnation, the Hagstone also seems to be a hotbed of other unsavory
activities. A mentally ill homeless hooker, a fat man and his witch porn, and an
ugly little Manx cat that likes to lick fish heads are just the beginning. The
Hagstone is also host to various other health code violations, such as
mysterious and gruesome murders, resurrections of the living dead and arcane
Satanic sex rituals. It's enough to make you think that the single mom and her
little boy who just moved in ought to move right back out.
At the center of all of this is Elmore, who—though
we'd like to believe is this Douglas Elmore character—is nothing short of
Borchardt just playing himself. We've already met the real Mark Borchardt. You
might remember him as the charismatic centerpiece of the 1999 Sundance hit American
Movie, which documents the making of Borchardt's own low-budget
horror-short, Coven. His protagonist here is in many ways a mirror
image of the archetypal Fangoria disciple: long, scraggly hair and
beard, dragon tattoo; a drifter, a boozehound, polite but brooding, almost
catatonically calm.
Borchardt's Minnesotan gas-huffer temperament even
comes across as an odd choice for a caretaker whose tenants keep dying off.
"Borchardt does the deadpan, understated persona so well," says
Springer. "And this banality sort of catches you off guard when you start
to realize that there is some really disturbing stuff going on with this
guy." Our protagonist is an ex-Satanist whose wife committed suicide
following a botched ritual and is now some sort of succubus demon bent on
destroying him. Some people have baggage and some people have baggage.
Or as our hero puts it: "Nothing in this world could come between two
people in love; not even a fucking grave."
While Hagstone Demon's script and acting come
across with B-movie stiffness and earnestness at times, the film never seeks to
push any of the cliché horror movie buttons. Rather than startle you or hold
you in suspense, Springer seeks to simply show you things that are truly complex
and twisted, such as rituals, symbols and erotic overtones that don't make
sense. Says Springer: "What I wanted to capture more than anything in terms
of the nudity in the film was not so much a fear of sexuality, but the banality
of sexuality, which is in a lot of ways more disturbing." As Hagstone
builds to its visually stunning climax, Springer ratchets up the dreamlike
confusion and psychological ambivalence with creepy, almost psychedelic
cinematography, sound and imagery.
How Hagstone Demon manages to be such a wild
film, yet one that has you thinking about your ordinary life, is the greatest
trick of all. "The best films put you in a dream state," says
Springer. "They allow you access to a self-enclosed world."

"The Hagstone Demon is perhaps most interesting
[film at Nevermore 2010] as a curiosity; it stars Mark Borchardt from the cult documentary American Movie in a rare lead role. Shot mostly in black-and-white, it achieves a weirdness reminiscent of David Lynch and the classic Carnival of Souls in a few places, but other parts are more like something by Ed Wood. It's more interesting than Coven, the short Borchardt did in American Movie, and the auteur is ... well, himself; it's oddly amusing to hear him droning through the film's narration."