Gory Americana Fable Dark Harvest Is a Horror Delight

It’s a shame that the two-year-delayed Dark Harvest went from theatrical rollout plans to a limited Alamo Drafthouse (then digital) release. There’s a spooky, festive aroma about David Slade’s adaptation of Norman Partridge’s hayseed horror tale of the same name and some spectacular special effects. Seasonal comforts unfold with a nasty attitude under Slade’s direction, which smacks audiences in the face with graphic mayhem despite most of the characters being underage. Don’t expect Dark Harvest to match the level of Halloween favorites like Trick ‘r Treat or Hell Fest, but give this Unpleasantville fable about a violent tradition the shot it deserved when it was first scheduled two Septembers ago.
Every Halloween, in a cursed Middle America suburb, the population’s crop of young boys partake in a dangerous ritual. For three days, sons like Richie Shepard (Casey Likes) are starved behind deadbolted bedroom doors, then unleashed for a “chase.” What are they after? A pumpkin-headed ghoul appears from the cornfields and must be stopped before it reaches the local church. Whoever slays the beast, known as Sawtooth Jack, earns his family a spacious new house, himself a brand new car and, most importantly, the approval to leave his hometown behind. Failure brings doom that eviscerates prosperity.
Dark Harvest is one of those R-rated gateway horror hybrids that aggressively earns its rating through vile deaths, yet is best for younger audiences. Its storytelling themes are from teenage perspectives as they’re used by their elders to uphold traditions because “that’s how things have always been done.” A coming-of-age seriousness is accentuated by dreadful stakes as mayors, parents and officers force the youngest generation into a life-or-death struggle for the “greater good,” which is a driving message behind Michael Gilio’s merciless screenplay. It’s a mature take on familiar stories about shady communities and those who refuse to be someone else’s sacrifice, woven into the toxic imprisonment of small-town mindsets that refuse to acknowledge progress.