January 1, 2014
New Year's Evil does not take long to get going. Blaze (Roz Kelly) is hosting a big New Year's Eve party, celebrating each of the midnights across the country, culminating with the big shindig in LA. Entertainment is provided by a couple of lame punk bands, but not real punk, the punk that was being turned into a pop commodity (Shadow, Made in Japan), no Sex Pistols to be found here. As the show is beginning Blaze invites viewers to call in and vote for their favorite song. One of the callers identifies himself as “Evil” and says he is going to kill someone at midnight for each time zone. He is quickly revealed to the audience, so there is no suspense there.
Well, the killer begins killing random strangers as the night marches on, each time donning a different disguise, including nurse and priest. Meanwhile Blaze is freaking out that she might be one of the next victims, in between the playing of some crappy song. The police are on an ineffectual hunt for the killer and the killer just marches on his path. Sure, the killer has a couple of roadblocks thrown in front of him, most notably a biker gang he crosses when dressed a priest which leads to a chase through a drive in!
Of course, it all ends up, predictably, with Blaze being a target, a shootout with police, a chase through the hotel, and a conclusion that leaves an opening for a sequel. There is also a subplot about Blaze's son who is up in her room mumbling about going crazy and playing with a knife and wearing his mother's stockings over his head.
New Year's Evil is a collection of missed opportunity. It is never scary, or atmospheric, it is unintentionally silly and commits the cardinal sin of being terribly forgettable. The movie is notable only for being one of the only New Year's set horror movies that puts it in the title.
Posted by Christopher Beaumont at 1/01/2014 05:39:00 PM
Chris has been an avid movie watcher for decades, getting into the writing game in 2004. Since that time he has contributed to a number online publications as well as running CriticalOutcast.com. In addition to movies, Chris is a big fan of music, particularly metal, and will never give up hope on his beloved Mets.