The premise of Village of the Damned remains wonderfully scary: that an alien life force has descended on a community, inseminated its women, and spawned a gaggle of evil brainiacs with platinum-blond hair who can read your mind and do funny things with their eyes. [28 Apr 1995, p.3]
Remakes made to make money quickly are a common thing in the film industry. To be honest, only a short time ago I knew that this movie was a remake. In fact, he became more famous than his predecessor, although the experts praised him and said that this film had no reason to exist beyond the profit he could raise. They may even be right, but this movie survived the test of time, and its predecessor did not.
Why did this happen? I think the weight of the director, John Carpenter, had a lot to do with it. Carpenter was able to create around him a legion of admirers, keeping alive his work. On the other hand, we still have Christopher Reeve, the eternal superman, in the lead role.
The script is the same as the original film: a group of children with similar characteristics grows in a secluded location after a bizarre incident where several women get pregnant without knowing how. Children quickly become the focus of bizarre accidents where adults self-mutilate or commit suicide for no apparent reason, as if deprived of their own will.
I recognize that this movie is not the best of Carpenter. It is far from that! But I can not throw it in the trash. Unlike some people, I felt that children were an intimidating presence, not so much for what they could do but for their lack of humanity and for the possibilities they had at hand. The film frightens us more by what makes us think than by what it shows us. However, the film ends up being lost, by embarking on easier and more predictable ways, with the action being more and more banal. Christopher Reeve stands out at this point, his good performance being an element that prevents the second half of the film from being deeply unpleasant.
When the children in Carpenter’s Village flash their glowing eyes, hypnotizing the hapless grown-ups into committing a series of increasingly lurid suicides, the kids don’t seem much more bizarre — or frightening — than your average 10-year-old Nintendo freak.
His take on metaphor is painfully literal, his approach to style is hilariously Hollywood. In lieu of black-and-white realism, we're given visual shtick. [02 May 1995]
This is totally one of my less favorite films of John Carpenter, especially not only for being a remake but because he was unable to create tension and with this kind of stories is obligatory.
The only thing I really like about this film is the atmosphere because it does feels like the atmosphere in Carpenter's best films but the rest is Carpenter's poorest.
Village of the Damned passing fantasy thriller. When viewing it, you can literally fall asleep. Village of the Damned is so mediocre both in its structure and level of suspense for a thriller that it can hardly be called a whole piece, it's just a set of scenes. In general, the viewer will not lose anything at all if you watch only the first and last 15 minutes of the film. I am very disappointed, this is probably one of the most boring and monotonous films of Carpenter's career. But the very idea of the arrival of aliens and the attempted invasion in this way is very interesting and so worn in the cinematographer. But the realization of all this is terrible.