Brian Trenchard-Smith

  • Megiddo: The Omega Code 2 (2001)

    (In French, On Cable TV, May 2022) As far as films made for the American Evangelical communities go, Megiddo: The Omega Code 2 does have an interesting wrinkle going for it: It seems to take an almost tongue-in-cheek approach to its topic matter. Unlike such “classics” as Left Behind (both of them) or the first The Omega Code, this sequel seems to be going for an over-the-top approach that, at the right angle, seems purpose-built for chuckles. Michael York certainly delivers as the anti-Christ antagonist of the film, chewing scenery like delicious sacramental bread. The rest of the credit for a semi-watchable film should go to director Brian Trenchard-Smith, who seems positively gleeful at the means at his disposal. Trenchard-Smith, after all, is an Ozploitation legend with a good sense of humour about his own movies – he openly boasted about his intention in accepting to direct the film: playing with the biggest budget of his career and taking the chance to stage some elaborate expensive action. The result is still a terrible film filled with circa-2000s Evangelical obsessions (European Union, return to the promised land, Vatican put-downs, book of revelations, etc.) but one that does have quite a bit of snark potential. It’s horrifying racist (such as the sequence where the white guy kills an audience of black people), theologically dubious, anachronistic in taking aim at the evil EU, badly plotted and cheaply executed, but it has scope, York in fine form and the occasional bit of surprisingly effective dialogue (“I’ll always have a chance in hell,” says the anti-Christ). Even if Megiddo: The Omega Code 2 remains a bad movie, I have suffered through much, much worse.

  • Turkey Shoot (1982)

    (In French, On Cable TV, February 2022) You may think that great movies make the grandest statements, but sometimes it takes a cheap and nasty exploitation picture to talk bluntly about things. Director Brian Trenchard-Smith’s Turkey Shoot is not meant to be a deep or elegant film—but its exploitation shenanigans about human hunting and concentration camps find justification in bog-standard totalitarian government recast in future Australia, which does add some interest to an otherwise schlocky film. Otherwise, anyone’s reaction will depend on their tolerance for out-and-out exploitation for gratuitous violence, sexual content and sadism. Turkey Shoot does have some energy, but it’s not necessarily harnessed in productive directions: everyone involved in conceptualizing the film clearly wanted some common-denominator financial returns rather than try anything as ambitious as its own world-building. I found it slightly more interesting and better-executed than many of its bottom-of-the-barrel equivalents, but that’s not saying much.

  • Dead End Drive-In (1986)

    Dead End Drive-In (1986)

    (In French, On Cable TV, February 2020) There’s a memorable 1988 Joe Lansdale novel called “The Drive-In” that features teenagers trapped in an eternal night at the drive-in, with the only source of food being the concession stand. It’s gruesome and weird and terrifying and you’ve got to wonder if there’s any filiation between that and director Brian Trenchard-Smith’s earlier film Dead End Drive-In, in which teenagers are trapped in a drive-in repurposed to be a concentration camp in future dystopian Australia. As a proud ozploitation film, it seems to blend a bit of Mad Max and another bit of The Cars that Ate Paris into something not quite like its inspirations. There’s a lot of social commentary here, the social microcosm inside the drive-reflecting the world at large. It’s stylishly executed too—1980s new wave punk fashion for the characters, and audacious low-budget filmmaking elsewhere. It’s got very much the strengths and weaknesses of its subgenre: Quirky, in-your-face and willing to say things not mentioned in polite company, but also unpolished, difficult to take seriously and more allegorical than credible. Still, Dead End Drive-In is not a bad watch, especially if your expectations are low.

  • BMX Bandits (1983)

    BMX Bandits (1983)

    (In French, On Cable TV, June 2019) Through a strange alchemy, some movies go beyond creating embarrassment into some kind of awesomeness, so clearly do they defy the rules of cool and good taste. Or at least that’s what I tell myself in trying to justify seeing BMX Bandits, an early-1980s teenage adventure film that features no less than a teenage Nicole Kidman (in her feature film debut) as the leaders of a gang of bicycle riders. She looks cute in red curls and is arguably still the best reason why the film is worth a look. But that would be minimizing the sheer energy through which the film tries to make BMX bicycles look cool, with overdone synth music and audacious camera movements. BMX Bandits is clearly a film for the kids—not only do they take up the lead roles, saving the day when the adults can’t, but the villains are more comedic than threatening. Directed by then-journeyman Australia director Brian Trenchard-Smith, the film takes a long trip through Sydney for its climactic chase sequence. The low-budget film clearly has rough edges (there isn’t a lot of flow from one shot to another), dumb comic bits, useless flourishes (such as funny sound effects) and hopelessly dated early-1980s trends. But it’s still enjoyable on a basic level, and the Australian scenery does add quite a bit of local not-quite American colour. Still: It takes quite a bit of work to make BMX bikes look cool, and BMX Bandits should get some kind of award just for that.