Director: Nick Robertson
Writer: Evan Randall Green
Cast: Jack Campbell, Anna Lise Phillips, Katie Moore, Hamish Phillips
Part of: /slash Filmfestival
Seen on: 26.9.2015
[Reviews by cornholio and Maynard.]
The Wilsons are trying their best to stay afloat. But Carla’s (Anna Lise Phillips) vet business is not going too strong and Adam’s (Jack Campbell) farming is severely threatened by the fact that his cows have been attacked by wild animals and more than one has been torn apart. But the real fight for survival starts when a pack of feral dogs lays siege to their farm house.
Do you know those medieval illustrations of lions done by people who have never actually seen a lion? The Pack has an equal accurate grasp of how dogs are, making the film ridiculous from the get go. But its laughability is then increased by the sheer stupidity of everyone in the film, making it amazing to watch in a perverse, self-punishing way that is not as much fun as it should be.
It’s never a good sign when the most entertainment you get out of a film starts when you come together afterwards and lay into it, pointing out the many ways the characters in the film behaved ridiculously or how absurd it all was. And I have rarely seen a film that offers so many supreme moments for which you can do just that.
One bad and above all incredibly stupid decision chases another here (please note my heroical effort not to say that they came in packs). Whether it’s the handling of fire or dog pee, the hiding in the dark (because we all know that dogs’ only sense is seeing and if you step into a shadow, it will never be able to find you), the going after the dog in the basement instead of locking it in, and and and… up to the question of “how much blood have you lost?” What kind of answer do you expect here? 438,6 milliliters?
But above all I had my problems with how the dogs were portrayed in the film. Dogs, no matter how feral, don’t jump through windows just because. They don’t hunt a family by breaking into their house or car. Especially not when they have plenty of food with the cattle. And they also don’t hunt for fresh meat everyday or kill several cows at once. A cow carcass can probably make them happy for a week. No need to hunt something else. Also, dogs hunt in packs. Pack is the fucking title of the fucking film. So why do we only ever get to see them one by one?
With so much stupid in one neat little package, the film yould have been incredibly entertaining – if it hadn’t decided that it was a hundred percent serious about everything. There wasn’t a trace of irony, humor or self-awareness and that made it rather dull. Or at least a whole lot of effort to later giggle you way through 30 minutes of scathing commentary. Maybe with alcohol, but honestly if you don’t see it, you won’t miss much.