Review: Studio 666
The Foo Fighters star as themselves as they struggle
to create their latest album, with record exec Jeff Garlin losing patience. They’re
booked into a mansion to help them find their sound, and boy do they. The
mansion is cursed due to an incident in the 90s where another band was killed
in a Satanic ritual. Now lead singer Dave Grohl has become possessed and
obsessed, and that’s when the weirdness and bloodshed begin. Whitney Cummings
plays a kooky neighbour who won’t leave the guys alone.
I was mildly curious to see what a horror movie
starring rockers The Foo Fighters might look like, despite not being a massive
fan of their fairly generic Top 40 rock music. Yeah, ‘Everlong’ is undeniably great
and the rest of their stuff is inoffensive and competent enough. However, I’m a
much bigger fan of Dave Grohl’s other band where he didn’t sing lead. Still,
I figured I might be in for some comedic Sam Raimi-esque horror fun and
certainly some tolerable music. That’s the impression I had in my head at
least. Sadly, this 2022 film from director B.J. McDonnell (a veteran camera
operator who directed a few Slayer videos as well) is about as lame and clichéd
as every other rock/metal themed horror film you’ve seen. Sad to say that the
just-OK “Trick or Treat” still reigns supreme.
Frontman Dave Grohl (who wrote the story the
screenplay is based on) is comfortable in front of the camera and has a smidge
of acting ability, and Jeff Garlin is well-cast as the angry record exec, but
the other Foos are all lost at sea here. I did like that the film’s chosen font
for the opening titles is the same as for John Carpenter’s films, that was a
nice touch with Carpenter and Daniel Davies composing the theme song (and
getting cameos too). Scripted by Jeff Buhler (the remakes of “Pet Sematary”
and “Jacob’s Ladder”, the underrated “Midnight Meat Train”) and
Rebecca Hughes (mostly a TV writer), this is your standard lame ‘rocker becomes
possessed recording in a cursed house and kills everybody in the process’
story. Nothing new, and frankly really tedious. It’s a step up from “KISS
Meets the Phantom of the Park”, but what isn’t? It’s not scary, it’s not overly
funny, and there’s not a whole heck of a lot to it. So if you’re not
stoned or drunk, you’ll be twiddling your thumbs or turning it off.
As for the gore, there’s plenty of it comes off like a
low-budget Troma film – one of the more forgettable, dull ones. The only
memorable bit involves a cymbal and by then I was already emotionally checked
out. This film’s idea of horror is gore and ‘jump’ scares, nothing terribly
creative or legitimately terrifying. As for the comedy, I did enjoy Whitney
Cummings’ terrible singing and a hilarious cameo by a foul-mouthed Lionel
Ritchie (who apparently ad-libbed the profanity), but that’s about it. Carpenter’s
cameo is a total waste, you might not even notice him.
The Foo Fighters seem like really nice guys (RIP
Taylor Hawkins), but is this all they wanted their first film to be? It seems
like if Kevin Smith and Tenacious D smoked a lot of weed and wrote a film,
you’d get this, but with the Foo Fighters starring in it. That might sound like
fun to you if you’re a stoner, but I’m
not and I got nothing much out of this. Lame stuff, not even saved by a fair
bit of gore. Dave Grohl doesn’t look lost in front of the camera, I will say
that. If you’re a drinker or a toker, or a really big Foo Fighters fan you
might want to bump the grade up a point. But just a point, I don’t think even
fans are gonna love this, especially when it runs more than 100 tedious
minutes!
Rating: D+
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