An Original, Bloody Good Take On The Werewolf Genre
by Travis Hopson | Punch Drunk Critics
Nobody comes to Sundance looking for werewolf movies, but if there’s going to be one this is the kind you want. Eight for Silver might sound like some oblique title for an indie drama but is actually a sly, gothic werewolf horror from Sundance-favorite director Sean Ellis. Atmospheric and haunting, it bears bloody fangs as a new style of a werewolf movie, with lycanthropy as a tool of vengeance against an entire generation of colonizers.
Appropriately enough, Eight for Silver begins like few other films in the genre, swooping through a battlefield trench of masked French soldiers during WWI’s Somme Offensive. The mustard gas from the other side drifts down upon them, the fighting begins soon after, and one soldier, Edward, becomes one of its victims. There’s nothing I personally find more distasteful than a triage scene, and Ellis creates a particularly gruesome one here. Beyond the blood and death, buckets of amputated limbs sit, as if waiting for their owners to come and rummage through. It’s here that Edward is cut open, only to find a large silver bullet embedded deep within his chest.
That apparent prologue is actually just half another setup to a story that begins 35 years earlier in the French countryside. That’s where a young Edward (Max Mackintosh) in a mansion with the rest of the Laurent family: sister Charlotte (Amelia Crouch), mother Isabelle (Kelly Reilly), and brutal, distant father Seamus (Alistair Petrie). The patriarch’s work involves butchering a gypsy clan with legitimate claims on the land. A horrific display of murder follows, including a horrendous scarecrow-ing of one man. An old woman with a box of silver teeth is the last to go, but before her burial, she curses the land and the people on it.
Eight for Silver is closer to Brotherhood of the Wolf in that it doesn’t focus on a single man wrestling with the duality lycanthropy brings. Instead, it positions werewolves as a plague attacking an entire community paying for the actions of a single-family, who can’t be bothered to care about those who are different from them. When Edward goes missing after being attacked by what appears to be a wild animal, pathologist John McBride (Boyd Holbrook) arrives to investigate, like Van Helsing coming to slay Dracula.
Click HERE to read the rest of the review.