I originally intended to review the experience of watching Carnival of Souls in sync with KISS’s 1997 album of the same name. I secretly hoped to discover another Wizard of Oz meets Dark Side of the Moon phenomenon. Unfortunately the experiment was disastrous but I’ll get back to that later.
I was surprised that this film had never been reviewed on Horrorthon. What is essentially a drive-in B-movie aimed at stoners has proven to be way ahead of its time and highly influential. One can clearly see how it inspired some of David Lynch’s most memorable scenes as well has his body of work in general. The great achievement of Carnival of Souls is its ability to sustain a nagging feeling in the back of your mind that something is not quite right for an entire movie.
It begins with a deadly teenage drag race that results in a speeding car careening off of a bridge and into a river. Three hours later Mary, the sole survivor of the crash emerges from the river with a you wouldn’t believe the shit I’ve been through expression that rivals Ronette Pulaski after a Friday night date with Bob.
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As much as I love this movie I can’t rate it any higher due to low budget amateur sloppiness. There is some wooden acting, the pacing is unconventional and the story goes in circles for a good 15 minutes of the movie. Still there is much to appreciate. Mary is an intriguing character. She is a gifted organist who plays in the church but she doesn’t much care for religion. She reveals to a therapist that she has “no desire for the close company of people”. In some ways she seems just as vacant as the ghoul who haunts her and yet you still can’t help but root for her.
A note about the Kiss album (I’ll keep this brief):
Carnival of Souls is one of the most polarizing albums in Kiss’s vast catalog. Recorded in 1995, the boys were trying to shed their embarrassing Bon Jovi image of the late 80’s and compete with popular grunge bands such as Alice in Chains and Soundgarden. It remains their heaviest and most bleak album to date but it is very difficult to listen to. Instead of singing about their usual subjects such as partying and loose women who reach into Paul Stanley's pocket to grab on to his "rocket", the songs on COS deal with hate, suicide, rain and walking alone. The album was shelved indefinitely when Ace and Peter rejoined the band in ’96 and it was eventually released as an afterthought in 1997 to poor sales and little fanfare. The Kiss community generally despises the album (often ranked dead last on forum polls) but there is a small vocal group of supporters, including yours truly.
Though I am a fan of both the movie and the album, the combination proved positively toxic. The organ music that added so much to the uneasy vibe of the film was replaced by blistering guitars, pounding drums and agonizing screams. Lyrics that I hoped would sync up such as "I read you died last night" in the song Childhood's End anticlimactically matched up with a mechanic washing a windshield. There was one scene where the music and video blended hilariously as Mary fiddled with the radio station but she couldn't stop the Kiss music so she eventually gave up. That scene notwithstanding there aren't enough bong hits in the world to make such an experiment succeed.