After watching so many films you cannot help but fall into those of the less desired. Films that for either one reason or another are just unwatchable but even films of that ilk can be given a pass in the sense that it’s so bad it’s good. For first time feature writer/director Tj Marine’s film At Night Comes Wolves sadly the latter does not apply. Where Marine suffered was his inability to tell a coherent story giving too much subtext expecting the viewer to connect the dots. The film is told in chapters with one showing a grim future of what is to come and others offering backstories to established characters.
The subject of misogyny was an interesting one as a focal point for lead character Leah’s motives, played by Gabi Alves, but in looking back seems as though it was used just for shock factor. The film follows Leah as she leaves her sexually/mentally abusing husband and coincidentally falls into the clutches of cult set to destroy the world of misogynistic behavior. Even with the sudden appearance of such a group the film teeters off the rails when introducing ancient herbs thought to be extinct offering certain powers and Leah’s husband secretly being a cult leader with connections to other beings. The acting throughout is subpar at best but with an absolute throw away story that made little to no sense it just heightens the cringe factor.
Marine’s focus seemed aimed at the film’s climax involving a very ominous, grim monologue from a character we know nothing about except he lives in a future that looks completely desolate and bleak; for reasons revealed at the end. By the time we reach this point there are so many head tilts and what the hell is going on here moments this scene does not hold the impact I believe Marine was hoping for. The actual ending depicting Leah’s fate attached to the cause for the havoc filled future is absolutely ridiculous and offers no value to whatever story was trying to be told.
1 out of 5