An ideal retirement community...NOT.
Tough-as-nails blind Vietnam war vet Ambrose McKinley (Nick Damici) is
moved into a charming retirement community by his son, Will (Ethan
Embry). Ambrose is an embittered and unpleasant sort whose abrasive
personality alienates all around him and led him to being a drag as both
a husband (to his recently deceased wife) and father, but his son
nonetheless does his best to try and be supportive of his dad while
getting his own life and marriage underway. Upon moving into the
community, Ambrose is greeted by a "charming" trio of resident women
(one of whom is Tina Louise, aka Ginger from GILLIGAN'S ISLAND) who act
as a welcoming committee, but he acts like an asshole to them, allowing
them to glimpse his revolver and stating that he's a weapons expert in
spite of his blindness, and immediately gains a rep as a jerk with
possible violent tendencies. His only friends in the world are his
service dog, Shadow, and Delores (SATURDAY NIGHT FEVER's Karen Lynn
Gorney), the sweet neighbor lady whom he meets when moving in and who
lives in the closely-connected residence on the other side of his living
room wall. And it should be noted that the moment they cross the
threshold into the retirement community, Shadow bristles and instantly
assumes defense mode as something triggers his animal senses...
Ambrose's life in his new home veers straight into weird territory when
he feels a torn area on one of his walls and finds a broken claw
embedded in it. Then, on his first night there, he hears through the
thin walls separating his place from Delores's and bears aural witness
to her horrible disembowelment by what sounds like a ravening wild
beast. The already on-edge Shadow is instantly up and on guard while
Ambrose fumbles blindly for his gun, but the poor, brave pooch is simply
no match for the monstrosity that bursts through the front door in
search of prey. But Shadow does not die in vain, for he saves his
master's life, and Ambrose puts his loyal companion out of his misery
with a shot to the head.
Once the police arrive and Ambrose relates what he heard, he overhears
Delores's grieving daughter note that she'd heard ominous stories about
the community and its monthly rash of pets turning up murdered, but did
not believe them. Ambrose, being a tough motherfucker and not at all an
idiot, pieces the evidence together after being told that it was a full
moon the night before, and comes to the very correct conclusion that it
was a werewolf that killed Delores and almost did him in. He tells no
one of his deduction, probably realizing that saying a werewolf was on
the loose would further brand him as a crank and a dangerous loony, so
he spends the weeks until the next full moon preparing for Round 2 with
the monster that killed his dog and neighbor. As the weeks go by,
Ambrose trains himself physically, digs a deep hole in his backyard that
is obviously a grave — but for whom? — and has a shady local gun dealer
make him silver bullets and a single shotgun shell loaded with silver
shot. None of his odd and intense behavior goes unnoticed by his
neighbors and, unfortunately, the werewolf is a local and also not an
idiot, so counter-measures are set in motion as the next full moon
nears...
The beast emerges.
Werewolf movies are my very favorite flavor of horror story, and
genuinely good ones are few and far between, so it was with great
delight that I recently experienced LATE PHASES for the first time. It's
a werewolf movie, yes, but it can more accurately be described as a
tour de force character study about a bitter, alienating old man's
handling of the encroaching end of a life that he has made dismal for
himself and his loved ones while preparing to take on a supernatural
menace in mortal combat without the benefit of sight. Think of Ambrose
as Paul Kersey from the first DEATH WISH movie, only minus the
conscientious objector attitude and with the level of personal intensity
and toughness cranked up to eleven. Nick Damici's performance in the
role is nothing short of stunning and once you see this film, you will
ask where the hell he's been all these years and why is he not more
well-known.
Ambrose (Nick Damici), utterly refusing to go out like some weak pussy.
The entire cast is solid, but it's Damici that will have you talking
once you've seen the flick. His Ambrose is a bad motherfucker to the
core, and I salute him as one of the hardest opponents a werewolf was
ever stupid enough to fuck with.
As described, the film's first werewolf attack happens maybe five
minutes past the opening credits, so there is no mystery as to what
Ambrose is up against, but that's not the point. The point is getting to
know what kind of a person he is and what goes through his head as he
readies to put his military-trained boot up a big, furry ass, so we
don't get more lycanthrope action until the climax. If you're coming to
LATE PHASES expecting wall-to-wall werewolves like what you got with the
superlative DOG SOLDIERS (2002), you won't get that, but the climax is
riveting and very much balls-to-the-wall, plus it throws in some very
clever and interesting surprises...
Bottom Line: LATE PHASES comes from out of nowhere to round out my list
of the Top 5 best werewolves movies I've ever seen, and when that list
features THE WOLF MAN (1940), THE HOWLING (1981), AN AMERICAN WEREWOLF
IN LONDON (1981), and the aforementioned DOG SOLDIERS, I think the
merits of LATE PHASES speak for themselves.
Promotional image for the DVD release.




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