Opinions vary to what he exactly is – vengeful spirit of a blacksmith or full-on demon – but he doesn’t like people in his cave, especially when they touch his stuff. In this case the horrible thing is the Cauchemar. They just turn off their flashlights and inspect the merchandise before the inevitable horrible thing happens. A candlelight shrine of all the offerings stands in the middle of the cave as a testament to this myth, yet none of the characters that discover the shrine seem all too bothered that someone lit a bunch of candles where they expect no one lives. Local legend has it that if you bring a wish and an offering to the cave your wish will be granted. The story begins with a mysterious cave on the outskirts of a small Louisiana town. There’s really nowhere to pin one’s hopes in what is a very tedious 140-minute monster movie. Sometimes that can be a blessing because it can allow some unknown actor to shine by bringing believability to cliché scenarios and character arcs. Written and directed by Taylor Ri’chard, a veteran producer with a series of legitimate high-end credits, the script is full of the kind of logic flaws and stilted dialogue that typically embody the work of someone new to storytelling. Rare is the movie that acts as a bridge to both sets of memories, but Hallowed Be Thy Name is low-budget and amateurish enough to make anyone who has led a creative life wax for lost youth. Some films remind you of your early adulthood as a screenwriter and all the friends of friends and fellow coffee shop patrons who handed you printouts on three-hole-punched paper and asked for your thoughts on their big ideas. Some films remind you of youth and summer days draping a boom mic over your shoulders to help a friend realize a dream.
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