2019 horror, dir. Richard Stanley, Nicolas Cage, Madeleine Arthur:
IMDb /
allmovie. There's
something in the water…
Much to my surprise, this film really worked for me. Even though
it's a big-budget adaptation of a Lovecraft story, so I didn't go in
with high hopes. Like Huan Vu's Die Farbe, the film takes the fairly
bare story and adds material; but here most of that additional
material is character. Mum has had a mastectomy and is having
self-image problems; Dad has moved the family out to his late father's
farm in the middle of nowhere, bringing alpacas; the kids are dealing
with it in their various ways, not being generic moppet children. It's
not deep characterisation, but it's effectively established.
So when something from the skies crashes near their property, they
each try to deal with the weirdness in their own ways. And, each in
their own way, it doesn't help – not the Cage Rage, not the
Wiccan-adjacent ritual, not the motherly smothering protection. That's
an excellent way of displaying the essential futility of human effort
in this Lovecraft story (and to be fair many others), without simply
stepping back and recounting the deaths. And with female characters,
too!
(I think one could make a fair argument that "deaths" is not in fact
accurate in at least some cases…)
There are certainly trappings of conventional horror here, especially
in the visual effects, and I found those as tedious as I usually do;
but this is a story about the breakdown of reality and the
pointlessness of struggling against it, and on that level it works
remarkably well.
I talk about this film further on
Ribbon of Memes.
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