Ubisoft Presents Fantasia 2008

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North american Premiere

Hosted by Writer/Director David Howard and Producer Rik Hall

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Director: David Howard
Screenplay: David Howard
Cast: Faye Dunaway, Hugh O’Conor, Mark Benton
Producers: Rik Hall, Pippa Cross
Distributor: AV Pictures

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Montreal Premiere
2007 | 13 min
French language, English subtitles


Johnny is a stuttering young man, awkward and alone in 1950s Wales. His only loves are swingin’ to rockabilly music at the local dancehall and Sally, the girl he adores from afar. And, really, life would have gone better for Johnny if afar was where he’d left Sally, but he just couldn’t resist asking the girl for a dance—a move that brought violent retribution from Sally’s boyfriend, the kingpin of the local youth gang, violence that brought a bloody-bladed response from Johnny himself. It all ends with bodies pooling blood on the dancehall floor and Johnny plunging to a watery, unmarked grave when he runs his car off the road mid-escape.

Jump to the present and Faye Dunaway as a tough as nails Memphis cop on professional exchange to Wales. The only thing harder than her attitude is the wood of her artificial arm. Johnny’s car is dredged up, the tragic young man still at the wheel, laying an old case to rest. But before paperwork can be filed or next of kin notified, the young man emerges from his ride, rotting flesh returned to life by the power of the rockabilly music broadcast from a local pirate radio station. His next moves are obvious: find Sally and kill the surviving gang members who tormented him in life.

You’ve never seen anything quite like FLICK, the luridly coloured throwback to ’50s B-movies with its tragicomic spin on the zombie mythos and the stones to cast a legendary, Oscar-winning actress as a one-armed cop ruthlessly hunting down her undead quarry. It would be tempting to consider the casting of Dunaway a stunt if not for the fact that she’s clearly having a blast here—and why not, when the film is this much fun?

—Todd Brown