Main cast: Bruce Davison (The Lighthouse Keeper), Simone-Élise Girard (Angelica), Vlasta Vrana (The Boatman), and Terence Stamp (The Host)
Director: Darrell Wasyk
Turning respectable horror stories into soft porn may seem like an ingenious idea at first, but The Hunger is fast turning into a spectacle for all the wrong reasons.
The Lighthouse is said to be Edgar Allen Poe’s final, unfinished work of fiction, and Robert Bloch had taken upon himself to complete the story and publish his take as Horror in the Lighthouse. This episode is loosely based on that story. Sure, the rose is here, but the rest is this show being what it.
This one is set in present times.
Bruce Davison, sadly sporting a very noticeable paunch, plays a heartbroken bloke that takes up the post of the new lighthouse keeper in one of the very last lighthouses in the coast.
The lighthouse is down to its final three months of operation, and the bloke is here solely because he craves the solitude to let him wallow in his quoting of William Wordsworth’s poems and drowning in emo vibes.
Once he’s pouted enough and launched into monologues about what a ho his ex Monica is, however, he starts to get cray cray. Must be all that solitude, I suppose.
Well, interspersed by stock footage of hurricanes and what not, he starts breaking things while cackling like Elmer Fudd that imbibed a little too much, and then a rose shows up like magic. Later a woman shows for the obligatory sex scene, although fortunately Mr Davison keeps his clothes on, and then, and then…
Ugh.
Let’s just say that the script takes away all the horror elements, the psychological moments, the suffocating loneliness, and everything else and instead has Mr Davison runs around acting like a bootleg version of Willem Dafoe before adding in some sappy Hallmark-ish love story that pops up way too late to work.
In other words, this episodes takes a pretty good story and wrings out everything good about it, soaks it in dung, and then sets the whole thing on fire and calls it a day. It’s just terrible, so terrible.
