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Produced
by Pan's Labyrinth director Guillermo
del Toro, The Orphanage exudes a rare
charm and playfulness, particularly in a genre where mean-spirited tricks and
laughs prevail.
Is
it too much to expect one good horror film per year? I lean toward ‘yes' as the
genre seems littered with films that mistakenly think torture makes for good
terror. Last year's The Descent was
enough of a great film to hold me over for 2007, but thankfully, Picturehouse
squeezed the Spanish gothic tale The
Orphanage just before the end of the year (in NYC, at least), being the
year's sole gem in the unfortunately tired genre (I'm discounting both Bug and Joshua, which I liked quite a bit).
Produced
by Pan's Labyrinth director Guillermo
del Toro, The Orphanage exudes a rare
charm and playfulness, particularly in a genre where mean-spirited tricks and
laughs prevail. The story follows a hot mom Laura (Belén Rueda) who's moved
into the former orphanage she inhabited as a girl, along with her husband
(Fernando Cayo) and adopted, HIV-positive young son Simón (Roger Príncep). As
is typical of horror film youth, Simón is a bit odd; he replaces his loneliness
with imaginary friends, which would seem a normal act except for the fact that
this is a horror film, and it's entirely possible that as the new "friends"
Simón has made at his new home might be ghosts haunting the old orphanage. When
the boy vanishes, Laura is sent into frantic turmoil, convinced the house has
something to do with his disappearance. Laura and her husband enlist a medium
(the wonderful Geraldine Chaplin) to inspect the house, proving that Laura may
not be simply stricken with grief.
What's
refreshing about The Orphanage is how
it takes its dark subject matter and turns it into something lively and, above
all, a lot of fun. Geraldine Chaplin's scenes in the film, in which she
attempts to contact the "other side," are stunningly chilling in their way of
provoking innocuous smiles. The Orphanage relies on its playfulness to
keep dread from overtaking it. Like Pan's
Labyrinth, it comes to a fascinating and unexpected conclusion, one wrapped
in a strange, effective ambiguity. Though the film occasionally relies too heavily
on silly jolts, The Orphanage is
still a wholly enjoyable experience and probably the best example of having fun
with the genre in recent memory. | Joe
Bowman
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