Sunday was Mother’s Day and what with the weather being somewhat patchy, and being as a family we all like our movies, we went to the cinema. Turns out there’s not a lot of choice on a Sunday afternoon, there was John Carter which frankly doesn’t look good, We Bought A Zoo, the story of the man who saved Dartmoor zoo, which has been relocated to Southern California, and I’d already seen The Muppets, which left us with The Woman In Black.
The Woman In Black is a period horror film based on the 1983 book by Susan Hill, and stars Daniel Radcliffe in his first post Harry Potter project. Radcliffe is quite competent as the lead, Arthur Kipp, a widowed solicitor who is send to clear up the affairs of a recently deceased client, and ends up with more than he bargained for.
What we’re given is an atmospheric ghost story, a horror film which doesn’t really on mindless violence and shock tactics to keep the chills up, which is obviously why it got away with a low certificate rating, that and the fact that millions of Harry Potter fans will want to see Radcliffe in his post wizard project. But that isn’t to say it’s been dumbed down.
The only problem is I spent the first twenty minutes or so seeing only Potter, despite Radcliffe doing is best to pull off the big boy pants, I was still wondering when he was going to get to Hogwarts.
The other noteworthy think about the film, besides Radcliffe, is that it’s made by Hammer, who since being bought up a couple of years ago have started to make their presents felt in the horror realm once again. The Woman in Black is the fourth instalment of the new wave of Hammer Films, the first being Let Me In, an English language remake of the brilliant Swedish vampire film Let the Right One In. Let Me In was an adequate horror movie, but not a patch on its Swedish counterpart, losing a lot of the magic of the original, but that always happens, just look what happened with the trend of rehashing contemporary Japanese horror films a couple of years back, when Hollywood butchered the remakes of The Ring and The Grudge. The main problem with these recycled movies is, one they end up looking far too polished, and two, they get dumbed down, because Hollywood think we’re all idiots.
But it seems I’ve digressed somewhat, so to summarise, and tie up any loose ends: English language remakes are rubbish, and I as yet do not have an exception to that rule, if you can think of one do let me know. Secondly as I think I’ve made fairly clear before, citing it as one of my movie year top five last year, Let the Right One In is superb, and you all should go rent/buy/stream/download/steal (delete where applicable) it right after you finish reading this marvel of literature.
It appears I may have digressed from my digression correction; it seems I’ve turned into a Billy Connelly routine.
An-y-way, time for the obligatory history lesson, I say obligatory, you could just skip over this bit, but DON’T, you might learn something, which although won’t help you in your day to day living, it could prove vital at the next pub quiz.
Hammer was founded in 1934, producing various types of film including Science fiction, thrillers, comedies and film noir, but it is for their output of horror films for which they are famous. Hammer pretty much dominated the genre from the mid-fifties until the early seventies, that is until two things happened. The first was a new lack of American funding, and secondly the market being saturated with the genre, with many other companies getting their fangs wet. The cheapest films to make have always been horror, often acting as a gateway for some of today’s directing cream, such as Steven Spielberg, James Cameron, Sam Raimi and Peter Jackson, and will no doubt help to produce some of tomorrow’s directorial greats. Hammer still produced numerous films during the horror glut, but had varying levels of success, and like most British film institutions were eventual forced to close their doors, finally stopping production in the mid-eighties. The company didn’t die, but hid from the world, regenerating in its coffin, eventually being bought up by a consortium in 2000, who announced their intention to resurrect production, but which ultimately came to nothing. In 2007 it was purchased by its current owners, who as I’ve already mentioned have started producing new material.
A couple of days after watching The Women in Black, I ended up watching another horror film by the name of Insidious, directed by James Wan, the man responsible for the Saw franchise, but don’t let that put you off, it’s nothing like that gorefest wank. The film starts of just like any other haunted house tale. However when the occupying family move home, they find the strange goings on keep going on, it appears it wasn’t the house that was haunted, but their oldest child, who is in an unexplained coma, in turn allowing him to become a vessel for lost spirits and demons.
Insidious is one of those films that starts of very routine, but as it progresses becomes more and more interesting, with the exploration of astral projection, something which I’d only come across before in X-Men, the comics rather than the films, where Professor Xavier battles the Shadow King.
It’s one of those films that if it had carried on as it was going wouldn’t have been terribly exciting or at all memorable, until the halfway mark I wasn’t that interested, but for the second half, I wasn’t necessarily on the edge of my seat, but I was definitely sitting forward.
So to conclude before we all get bored, I watched The Women in Black and Insidious, and I liked them both.