"The appearance of a budget allows Fessenden the relief of an imagination."
Wendigo is the most recent in the Fessenden cavalcade; in his transformations and modernizations of classic horror movies, monsters and themes, on a creature basis, the inspiration appears closest to The Wolfman.But in terms of physical scare, the absence of the mythical beast unintentionally alludes stronger towards The Invisible Man. A small family goes on a trip to the woods and is haunted by a screw-loose bumpkin and possibly even a greater force — the Wendigo, whose presence is a tease, and whose impact on the movie and lore is even less satisfying or fulfilling. One of the biggest separations between this movie and Fessenden’s prior two, is his ability to employ real actors. Those who are rounded up do not yield a high-priority label, but rather with the exception of a “Malcolm in the Middle” brother, Erik Per Sullivan, they fall faceless into the previous crowds. What makes this movie far more unnerving than the others is likely a direct result from having a budget — or at least pretending as though there is one. Fessenden opts for excessively dizzy camerawork, constantly clicking and twitching to the choppy and jumpy editing. While it begins as a small annoyance, it grows in proportion to the amount that the agitation furthers and the consistency that it is used. It merely suggests that Fessenden’s ego is much larger than his imagination (and that his creativity is hampered by what he can toy around with in production add-ons.)
With Patricia Clarkson, Jake Weber and John Speredakos.[See it if you must.]