Ahh, The Blair Witch Project. Today was the Scholar’s birthday, and as such I got to pick a movie for us to watch, and it was this one. Huzzah. (There was also wine, so consider yourself warned.)
I can’t think of a more polarizing horror film–honestly, I’m hard-pressed to think of a more divisive American film in any genre. Love or hate, all or nothing. It scared you, or it made you puke.
I happen to think BWP is a brilliant movie, and I feel that way independently of its status as a “groundbreaking” film in the found-footage subgenre. The three characters–that’s all there are, aside from a few extras at the beginning–are sympathetic and totally believable. The events are conceptually terrifying, if not “scary” in the way cinemagoers have come to expect from horror films. It is a good movie.
If you don’t know the story (such as it is) by now, here it is in a nutshell: three student filmmakers decide to shoot a documentary dealing with a local legend in rural Maryland, near the town of Burkittsville. They meet up, interview some locals, and head into the woods to uncover the key locations in the story of the Blair Witch. Their hike goes sour, with each night bringing increasingly spooky events, until one of them disappears. The remaining filmmakers wind up in an abandoned house where their documentary comes to an abrupt and iconic end.
You can see why the Scholar is so into this: folklore, supernatural stuff, and Maryland (my home state)? What’s not to like? (Actually the whole thing is eerily similar to the real legend of Moll Dyer, a witch who supposedly haunts the woods not far from my own alma mater.) The bare-bones storyline is almost incidental: all you need to know is that there’s a witch, and the ridiculous-seeming legend the students set out to document turns out, of course, to be true.
This is interesting to me on a number of levels. First, as a film, BWP is compact, tightly orchestrated, and truly innovative. The actors improvised most of their acting, and the effect is a famously claustrophobic, anxious mess–exactly the way I, as an undergraduate, would probably have acted in this situation. More importantly, to me, is the central role of a local legend, and the ultimate discovery that the legend is not just a silly story, but is literally true, and deadly. I’ve talked before about how folklorists generally approach the legend genre. BWP (and most horror films) take the “told-as-true” formula to its logical conclusion: it is not only a story told as true. It is true, horribly, terrifyingly true. And that is so freaking cool.
But there’s a whole extra dimension to the Blair Witch experience which, depending on your age and nerdiness-factor, you may have missed. If, like me, you were a total dork in the late 90s (in 1999 I was 17, working a crappy job at a pet store, and spending most of my time playing video games and listening to Metallica), you may have happened to see the promotional mockumentary, Curse of the Blair Witch, which ran briefly on the SciFi Channel when the film was in theaters. This short film was what really made the Blair Witch Project for me; without it, I may have developed a totally different opinion of the film.
The premise of CotBW was quite simple: it was a Discovery or History Channel-style documentary about the “real” events of the Blair Witch Project. The theatrical release was framed as the recovered footage of the student filmmakers; CotBW was framed as a conventional documentary about the legend itself. And holy god, it was terrifying. It featured “woodcuts” depicting the titular witch, Elly Kedwards, that stand out in my mind to this day as among the creepiest of the “ancient-scribblings-depicting-scary-stuff” horror film tropes. It fleshed out the story of the witch–practically nonexistent in the theatrical release–and featured “real” film footage of the trial of Rustin Par, the child-killer from the 1940s whose MO influenced the end of the feature film. I’m not embarrassed to admit that 17-year-old me bought it hook, line and sinker, somehow missing the little disclaimer saying it was all fictional, and really believing, for a time, that this stuff really happened (as many people did). That made it all the more fun.
Now that the found-footage/mockumentary subgenre is utterly played-out, it can be hard to revisit early entries in the genre. I know this. But BWP deserves its status, and is still good. It’s not like other “groundbreakers,” first of its kind and therefore deserving of respect, but not actually that great on closer inspection: this is a film that showcases the very human anxieties that would inevitably surface in the face of very inhuman threats. But do yourself a favor and watch Curse of the Blair Witch first. Knowing a little more, in this case, is a good thing, and will heighten the experience of the film.
20 thoughts on “Retro Review: The Blair Witch Project (1999)”
I consider the Blair Witch Project to be the real turning point in my relationship to horror, thanks to you (you jerk). I don’t know if I ever told you that I slept with the light on for, like, three or four days after seeing that movie. ‘Cause, yeah, I did. Genuinely one of the scariest viewing experiences I’ve had, not least of all because you guys turned off the lights and refused to speak to me (again, you jerks). Anyway, that aside, I agree that this film is tightly constructed, very effective, and surprisingly well made for such a low-budget indie endeavor. Also, tie-ins that attempt to validate or corroborate the reality of fictional conceits are MY FAVORITE THING EVER. I don’t want a t-shirt with Daniel Radcliffe’s face on it, I want my Ravenclaw scarf. Any work someone can do to confuse the boundary between fact and fiction is work well done, as far as I’m concerned.
Also, happy birthday (you jerk).
Right there with you. The fourth wall is for pansies.
I loved that special on SciFi. I had it on tape.
Yeah, it’s great. Super scary.
Loved this film, even though my friend got travel sick in the cinema and almost threw up (icky)!
Heh. Yeah, I had a friend who actually DID get sick in the cinema–on a date, no less. I guess that would change how you feel about a film.
Ohhhhh I love this film and it’s style so much, and I watch it every fall. Watched it two weeks ago, actually. I was a nerdy undergrad as well. I always wondered where the inspiration for the witch came from. Thanks!
It has a very fall feel, right? It’s set in October, it’s in the woods–and, you know, there’s a witch and stuff.
I got so excited about including this post in my new feature ‘NetNet, that I forgot to comment and tell you that I love it. Ogre read it this morning, and he enjoyed it as well. I think it’s so cool that I know a folklorist 🙂
Aw, thanks! Very nice of you to include me.
I was delighted to read your inclusion of Curse of The Blair Witch in your review. I was 19 when The Blair Witch debuted and was fortunate enough to catch the chilling mockumentary before viewing the film. I absolutely agree that CotBW was essential to truly appreciating the full Blair Witch experience. I too believed whole-heartedly that what I was seeing was real; and it wasn’t until they showed the missing posters at the end of the actual film and I recognized Hollywood’s standard “555” in the phone number, that I had to concede to having the paranormal wool pulled over my eyes. I was also one that suffered a bit from Blair Witch’s now infamous, shaky-cam-syndrome, but ultimately it did nothing to diffuse my absolute enjoyment of the film. Thanks for the great post on a great film, and a blast from my horror past.
Thanks for the kind words. I can’t say exactly when I figured out that it was completely fiction–but it may have been when I visited the Burkittsville, MD website, which rather pointedly proclaimed that there was no Blair Witch, so please stop stealing our road signs, you darned kids.