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Dagon (2001)

No one leave Imboca. People come, but no one leave.

Why do you people always make me do the water ones? Just because H.P. Lovecraft had a phobia of fish doesn’t mean every Lovecraftian story has to take place in or near the sea. Well, except this one since it’s, you know, Dagon.

This is Flint, back again to enjoy the madness. The Good Doctor even gave me a new hat to celebrate Spooktober.

I’m spooktacular. Worship me.

Dagon is a 2001 Spanish film originally released in Spain and available in three languages: Spanish, Galician, and English. As the name suggests, it draws heavily from cosmic horror and the stories of its creator, Mr. Lovecraft.

However, despite the film’s title, it’s important to note the movie has little to do with the actual story “Dagon” and is more similar to “The Shadow over Innsmouth.” The plot is adapted to fit in the Spanish countryside, and the name of the town is Imboca, a literal translation of the English Innsmouth.

Dagon is considered one of the best film adaptions of an H.P. Lovecraft story, and it is easy to see why. Despite being traumatized by some scenes, I thoroughly enjoyed it.

So just what is the creepy town of Imboca? Who are our characters? And do we get to see any monstrosities along the way?

Read on to find out.

The Plot

The plot can be hard to follow when first watching the film as there are several dreams, flashbacks, and characters that viewers need to become accustomed to. However, the basic premise is simple. Paul Marsh is a successful businessman vacationing off the coast of Spain with his girlfriend, Barbara, and their two friends Howard and Vicki.

A sudden storm crashes the ship and forces Paul and Barbara into a lifeboat, where they reach the town of Imboca. There, they find the town remarkably deserted and are only able to locate a priest, who finds two fishermen to take Paul back to the ship to rescue the trapped Howard and Vicki. The pair are, surprisingly, missing, and so is Barbara when Paul returns.

While waiting in a dilapidated and disgusting hotel, Paul dreams of a sharp-toothed mermaid. When he wakes, he must flee because the building is surrounded by half-human, half-fish hybrids eager for his blood. He encounters a tannery full of human skins and then takes shelter with Ezequiel, a drunkard and the last full human in town.

Things only get worse from there. Ezequiel reveals the inhabitants of Imboca traded their humanity to Dagon in exchange for prosperity and have become his cult. Men are killed for blood sacrifices, and the women are raped by Dagon and forced to birth icthyic offspring. These were the fates of Howard and Vicki, the latter of which commits suicide.

Trust me, it is not a roaring good time…

Over the last hour of the film, Paul learns he is one of the descendants of Dagon – his mother having been brutally raped but escaping – and has been betrothed to his mermaid half-sister, Uxia. Uxia informs him they must marry and Barbara must bear Dagon’s offspring.

Ultimately, things do not end well for anybody, despite Paul setting many people on fire. Barbara dies, Ezequiel is skinned alive, and Paul lives forever underwater with his sister and an eldritch abomination.

The Review

Listen. I love tuna, but Dagon has made me reconsider my preferences. This film is not for the squeamish because there are tons of graphic violence, unnerving material, and Nihilistic themes. However, it touches upon some crucial Lovecraftian literary ideas which are often lacking in other movies and even many written adaptations of the mythos.

Incest. Degeneracy. Horrifying things human and feline were not meant to know.

Luckily, it left out a lot of the nastier subjects, including the virulent racism, prejudice, and sexism.

This is the first movie we the felines have reviewed, but it is a cult classic and a favorite for the Writer this time of year. The actors know they are in a cheesy, ooey gooey film and deliver their lines with a combination of sincerity and good humor. The set is glorious in how it depicts disrepair and decrepitude, and many scenes are difficult to watch because of how horrifying they are.

Paul, the protagonist, is a bit of a milquetoast and a lukewarm protagonist, but does anyone actually watch a horror movie for someone besides the villain? He also redeems himself in the end by setting himself and many others on fire with kerosene. Sadly, it does not last.

I have also never had as much sympathy for a human as I did for Vicki and Barbara. What horrible fates. Hentai may be popular, but does anyone actually want to be violated by a terrifying eldritch tentacle monster?

I DON’T.

I give Dagon 4/5 Paws. I want to give it 5, but certain parts of the movie drag on and some of the dialogue is difficult to hear. However, and I do not say this lightly, I would gladly watch it again and again.

Now would somebody please get me a towel? And some nip? I need to forget what I’ve seen. Wait, what do you mean I need another bath? No. No!

Please help me….
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Spooktober!

We the cats have decreed the Writer needs to start submitting reviews again now that the dangerous “cor-en-tine” thing has been lifted. When would be a better time to write about spooky, scary stories than during the month of October?

Starting on the 15th, we’re going to be posting one review a day to count down to our favorite holiday. Why is it our favorite? Because we get more treats!

If you have a book, story, or even a movie you want to see reviewed, feel free to comment below. Otherwise, you will have to read based on our whims!

We’re excited to be back and writing. Here is Flint practicing his best “scared” face.

(The Writer says we have to tell you Flint is not being harmed in this photo. He just doesn’t like baths)

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Our Experts

Unperturbed and Unflappable

Cats are the true experts of horror, for who else could remain calm in the face of the eldritch and unnatural?

– The Writer

Geralt

Some say I love my mother too much, but I say I have the right amount of love. A true cornucopia of affection. My emotional state is that of Norman Bates, filled with nothing but a healthy respect and admiration for my favorite human, The Writer.

My qualifications as a reviewer are beyond compare. I have studied people extensively for the past eight years and possess an intricate knowledge of their behaviors and mannerisms. The unique psychology possessed by you bipedal beasts is a keen interest of mine. As such, my favorite stories are those concerned with people and the human mind.

Also, I’m not as dumb as some of the humans say. Yes, I have a bad habit of eating fake flowers, vomiting, and then crying until I am consoled. But doesn’t everyone have their thing?

Some say my favor can be bought with snuggles. It is true I insist on being cuddled during my entire review, but pats and head boops will not sway my opinion.

Zelda

I like to adventure and do things and go outside and chase the ball and scratch the furniture and annoy big brother Geralt and meow and meow and meow until someone notices me and –

Sorry, let me try again. The humans are giving me weird looks.

My favorite stories are adventures where there is plenty of action and exhilaration. I’m not a fan of the slow build and want to get to the fun as soon as possible. I’m also easily startled and get freaked out by sudden surprises. It adds to the excitement!

My favorite human is the Cat Daddy. He raised me and loved me long before The Writer showed up, so I tell him my reviews and he passes them on. If it sounds like I just keep rambling and rambling and rambling, I swear it’s not my fault!

Blame the game of telephone between the humans.

Now, do you have my ball? Wanna play? WANNA PLAY?!

Flint

I have seen things.

Horrible things.

The twisting, eldritch, squamous things which live beyond the stars and play with our galaxy like a pigeon plays with a chess set: Poorly.

Some days my nip is the only thing keeping me from going insane.

My favorite human, the Good Doctor, says I’m a brat, but she’s a liar. I’m just accustomed to being the only cat and everyone else needs to get out of my way. Yes, my nose belongs in the human’s glass of soda. Yes, my butt belongs in the human’s face. Yes, all of the knitting is mine.

I like to review stories of the ancient creatures of the universe while my human serves me kibble, freshens my water, and calls me a good boy. It helps me avoid thinking about the unfathomable end of our world and the futility of existence.

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How We Review

Because we have our own rules to follow.

We felines are the greatest reviewers of fiction because we have a better understanding of the universe. After all, do you have long conversations with the shadow people in your living room? We do. And we communicate entirely in blinks and stares.

How do the reviews work?

We have established a couple of basic guidelines and questions we ask ourselves when evaluating any work of fiction.

  • Is it unique?
  • Is it creative?
  • Do we find the characters engaging?
  • Is there a twist?
  • Can we see the plot coming from a mile away?
  • Was the work inspired by another?
  • What is the writing style?

The Writer says we aren’t allowed to call ourselves experts because cats can’t go to college and get literary degrees, but who needs a degree when you want to know if the story is engaging or not?

We review with a basic system: 1-5 Paws.

Yes, 5 paws. Doesn’t everyone have an extra one?

We also award bonus points depending on our personal interests. For example, Geralt enjoys when the villain is a human, while Zelda prefers a thrilling monster. Flint has a tendency to award points for tentacles.

Finally, we are concerned about the proper representation of cats in the media. Bonus points are given to any story which features a cat, but we might subtract a couple if we feel the feline was unfairly maligned by prejudice and…

…The Writer is shaking her head at us.

This is a feline-driven blog and we will review how we want! We might add a couple of points if we are happy with the animal representation in the story, and we will subtract in the case of gratuitous violence towards animals…

…She’s staring at us again.

We will settle this later. When she goes to sleep, we will steal all of her hair ties and drop them in the water bowl. She will remember who is in charge.

For now, just know the following rules:

  • We base on merit, not name
  • Our system is 1-5 Paws
  • We will choose a reviewer who best suits each story because not everyone enjoys the same subjects
  • Head boops are appreciated but will not affect the outcome