
When I reviewed Bait I was concerned that having a plot set in a singular space would be mundane, and was pleased with the few extra scenes away from the main cast; however, Pontypool shows that it is possible to have a film set in one place and keep the audience engaged and fearful.
Imagine, you are the only source of information for an initial outbreak and yet you cannot see what is happening in the outside world. Do you continue your reports, or do you go to dead air?
Grant Mazzy, a straight-to-the-point, take no prisoners radio DJ is fairly new to the small, sleepy town of Pontypool; on a snowy valentines morning, after cussing out his manager, he comes across a woman babbling the word ‘blood’ before disappearing into the snow. It’s a typical morning for the staff of 660-CLSY; Laurel-Ann has recently returned from a tour of Afghanistan and producer Sydney is going through a messy divorce; Grant talks about a recorded drug bust in the town, over exaggerating things in order to gain viewers and angering Sydney before reports of a hostage situation by ice fisherman – Grant continues to be over dramatic about it and Sydney explains the ice fishermen are just drunks, she knows this because one of the men is her ex-brother in law.
The show then goes to Ken in the sunshine chopper. Grant is confused that he’d be in the sky in such a storm, but Ken brushes it off and states that there’s some kind of riot outside the office of Dr. John Mendez, a man known for prescribing unnecessary medications; Ken begins to describe a sudden explosion at the office and people getting trampled to escape when he’s surrounded by military choppers and cut from the air. Grant learns that Ken isn’t in a chopper, he’s in a cabin on a hill and uses sound effects.

Sydney promises Grant that they’ll get the story straight somehow, but in the meantime Lawrence and the Arabians are guests to showcase their singing; one of the girls goes quiet towards the end and babbles that she can’t remember how the song ends – it just plays over in her head from the beginning and then repeats a word. Meanwhile, any calls through to the station are suddenly cut off, the only one to make it is the BBC, reporter Nigel asks Grant if reports of road blocks by the army are true; Grant has to admit he’s not sure and Sydney suggests the BBC is bullshitting and that the whole thing is a hoax.
Ken manages to get through. He’s hiding a shack of some sort and can see people wandering around yelling about U-boats and witnesses a large group drag a couple from a car and begin to devour them; he’s spotted while panicking and a teenager throws himself through the shack walls, severely injuring himself in the process. Ken explains he can hear the teen say something, but the broadcast is cut off by a loud noise and a message in French.
Laurel-Ann passes a translation over to Grant on air, which states that people must stay inside, avoid speaking terms of endearment, rhetorical discourse and not to translate the message into English.
Whoops.
Ken calls back, again, and plays back audio of the teenager saying ‘help me’ in a tiny, baby-like tone. Grant tells Ken to get somewhere safe and storms upstairs to see things for himself; outside is just the storm and Sydney demands he gets back inside and not to leave – Laurel-Ann suddenly slams the door shut and states they’re are enemies approaching; a large group of people suddenly slam against the door while repeating Sydney’s words to Grant. Sydney has cut her hand on something when the group launched at the door, Laurel-Ann bandages her hand and begins to babble about Grant being missing, suddenly repeating the word ‘missing’; Sydney leaves her alone to take a whistling kettle of the stove, only to see Laurel-Ann standing an mimicking the whistle – suddenly, a man crawls in through the window and ushers Sydney into the radio booth with Grant.
The man is Dr. Mendez and explains that, although she doesn’t know it, Laurel-Ann is hunting them and she has to remain outside the booth; he theorizes that certain words trigger the infection and victims will find another host for the virus to ‘suicide’ with. Ken phones back, but the call is short as he soon becomes infected.

Laurel-Ann approaches the booth window again, her bottom lip bloody and seemingly repeating what Grant and Mendez are saying; the pair wonder if the virus can make hosts read lips (personally, I think it’s just Laurel-Ann who can because of army training). Sydney calls her kids and accidentally infects one by using terms of endearment when the call cuts off; Laurel-Ann throws herself at the glass and then projectile vomits blood before dropping dead since she couldn’t find a victim. The group from outside break in and the trio in the booth decide to stop talking.

Using pen and paper, they make a plan to draw the group away; Grant grabs a microphone and repeats ‘Sydney Briar is alive’ while Sydney loops it to the outside speaker. Mendez fears he’s infected and begins to speak in his native tongue – realising that the virus only affects the English language; Sydney and Grant converse in French and decide to leave the booth on fear of Mendez going mad from the virus, but on the way to a new hiding spot, they’re attacked by a member of the Arabians and debate killing Mendez.
The Canadian anthem cuts through their broadcast, luring the group outside back in; Mendez leads them away and Grant and Sydney hide in the equipment room. Grant listens back to the BBC broadcast he recorded, trying to figure out how the virus works; Sydney gets drunk and becomes infected with ‘kill’, Grant convinces her that kill means kiss – which they then share – and rush back to the booth.

Grant spouts confusing and contradicting speak to confuse his listeners and hopefully cure the victims; outside, the Army claim that Grant is infected himself and to stop the broadcast, things settle for a moment until they begin counting back from ten. Sydney rushes into the booth to kiss Grant again and the screen goes black with an explosion.
Over the black, it’s suggested that the quarantine of Pontypool failed, the virus spread by the media and into England. Post credits, Grant and Sydney survive the virus through improvised roleplay.
5/5: Pontypool is my favourite psychological horror, it’s a little bit spooky with some dark humor in the mix; Grant has a great voice and is perfectly casted for the film, his voice is deep and somber while on the air at times. I was sad to see Laurel-Ann go, her strict military speak was adorable, and it’s sad to see a soldier survive war and to be killed by something else; Sydney is where the film falls flat, she has no real purpose other than to provide plot information about victims and to butt heads with Grant – but I won’t let that ruin the score!





















