EDDIE THE SLEEPWALKING CANNIBAL
I thought initially the title Eddie the Sleepwalking Cannibal was a cute way of referring to a zombie and we might be in for something that spoofs the genre maybe along the lines of Shaun of the Dead (2004) or Tucker and Dale vs Evil (2010). However, this is not the case and Eddie the Sleepwalking Cannibal is, just as the title leads you to believe, about a man who walks in his sleep and has a habit of eating human flesh while doing so. Its a rather peculiar notion for a film but then there have been much stranger over the years.
I began to get into Eddie the Sleepwalking Cannibal from its first scene where Thure Lindhardt runs down a deer on the road into town, is kneeling there trying to put it out of its misery by bashing its head in with a rock when he is approached by a local cop (Paul Braunstein) who demands to know what he is doing. It is a scene that in its droll and nonchalant understatement perfectly nails a combination of dry Scandinavian humour and the obliquely offhand deadpan that sometimes passes for Canadian humour. This same dry black humour runs throughout the film just the way that Thure Lindhardt turns from nailing boards over the window of Dylan Scott Smiths room and after hearing the dog barking outside instead places a footstool by the open window. Or appealingly nonsensical images with Thure luring Dylan Scott Smith up to kill the boorish fishermen at 8 Mile Lake by dragging a piece of meat behind a snowmobile as the sleepwalking Smith stumbles after him.
The crux of the film turns out to be not so much a comedy about a sleepwalking cannibal but a variant on the killer artist film that we have seen in the likes of A Bucket of Blood (1959), Color Me Blood Red (1965), Blood Bath (1966), Sadisterotica (1969), Cauldron of Blood (1971) and Crucible of Terror (1971). Here the basic premise of the film is that Thure Lindhardt gets inspired to create new works of art every time he sees a slaughtered body. For a time, this works amusingly. Lindhardts bland looks give the character an innocence that is quite at odds with his actions. Although here the film seems to have oddly mixed moral messages it has a premise that is dependent on the hero manipulating the mentally handicapped best friend he tends into constantly killing for him so that he can create more works of art and yet it is a film where the hero never seems in the remotest part troubled by the moral complexities that this would surely entail.
Eventually, Eddie the Sleepwalking Cannibal, despite its amusements, is a one-joke film. There is not much more to it than scenes of Dylan Scott Smith going sleepwalking and killing people and Thure Lindhardt getting inspired by this to create his artworks, before trying to think of other ways to get Smith out there so he can do his next painting. The film spends most of its time repeating limited variations and occasionally complications on this before reaching an ending that abruptly wraps everything up.