La Meute (The Pack) (Franck Richard, 2010)
A little over halfway into The Pack, Franck Richard’s debut film, it changes from a generic, mindless torture porn film to “what the hell am I watching?”. Had it stayed there, I think, it could have been at least half of something special—but instead after that first bout of WTFery, the film goes right back to mindless, derivative joylessness, and I started hating it all over again. It never recovered.
The movie begins with Charlotte Massot (Brotherhood of the Wolf‘s Émilie Dequenne) driving through a snowy wasteland, where she encounters chilly hitchhiker Max (Stella‘s Benjamin Biolay). They stop at a diner to grab some coffee and warm up, and find themselves menaced by a trio of bikers who are chased off by the diner’s shotgun-wielding owner (Micmacs‘ Yolande Moreau). However, when Max disappears into thin air after a quick trip to the restroom, Charlotte goes looking for him—and finds that things are not at all as they seem…
…all of which seems very promising, but as I said in the opening paragraph, things go downhill very quickly from there until the scene where you suddenly realize what the title of the movie has to do with anything. You get that amazing WHAT…WHAT moment and start thinking “hey, there might actually be a movie underneath all the stupid!” But… no. I wish I could tell you that one scene, and the generally-decent acting ability displayed by both Dequenne and Moreau, makes this worth watching, but again… no. **