These days, Film Noir is mostly associated with cynical private detectives and obnoxious narration, but these movies are actually deeply rooted in the horrors of German Expressionism. In fact, many of the genre’s pioneers fled directly from Germany to Hollywood during World War II, where a growing fascination with True Crime journalism combined with wartime […]
These days, Film Noir is mostly associated with cynical private detectives and obnoxious narration, but these movies are actually deeply rooted in the horrors of German Expressionism. In fact, many of the genre’s pioneers fled directly from Germany to Hollywood during World War II, where a growing fascination with True Crime journalism combined with wartime anxieties led to the creation of a new breed of crime thriller. These dimly lit movies told stories of murder and betrayal in nightmarish cityscapes populated by morally grey characters, so it’s only natural that these stories are at their best when presented with a touch of horror.
And while you’ll find your fair share of terrifying moments in films like Sin City or even Chinatown, today I’d like to discuss a quintessential example of horror-adjacent cinema, Stuart Gordon’s criminally underseen King of the Ants – a grimy little gem that I think might be more fun now than it was back in 2003.
Like many of the best Noir movies, King of the Ants is adapted from a darkly comedic novel about the seedy underbelly of ’90s Los Angeles. Written by the multitalented English artist Charlie Higson (who would later write the screenplay for the adaptation), the book was something of a moderate success, but a film version of the story would only become a reality after the project was championed by none other than the late, great George Wendt. The Cheers star personally approached his old theater friend (and master of splatter cinema) Stuart Gordon in order to develop Higson’s story into a movie, and Gordon reportedly fell in love with the novel’s strange tone.
Unfortunately, it would take over seven years for Gordon to finance the project, as the story’s disturbing elements made studios hesitant to develop a movie that they felt was too horrific for crime thriller fans and too tame for horror enthusiasts. It was The Asylum that ultimately saved the picture, with the company deciding to take a huge risk by making King of the Ants their first official production, as they had previously only acted as a distributor. Nevertheless, production went by smoothly (albeit with an extremely limited budget), and the film premiered at the 2003 edition of Seattle’s International Film Festival, with a wide DVD release scheduled for June of the following year.
In the finished film, we follow a down-on-his-luck Angeleno named Sean Crawley () as he stumbles his way into a job as an amateur hitman once contractor Duke Wayne (George Wendt) introduces him to the dangerous world of shady real estate development. Unfortunately for Sean, his employers realize that it would be much easier to simply make their bumbling hitman disappear than to actually pay him for his service, so they decide to tie up loose ends in the most horrific way imaginable.