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Shadows and Secrets: Eye of the Devil’s Haunting Descent into Gothic Horror

07 Thursday Nov 2024

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Eye of the Devil, directed by J. Lee Thompson, is an atmospheric Gothic thriller that dives into the shadows of rural France with a sophisticated mix of suspense, mystique, and ritualistic undertones. Adapted from the novel Day of the Arrow by Robin Estridge, the film is a hypnotic journey into the arcane—a chilling portrait of an ancient family curse lurking beneath a veneer of nobility. As the last black-and-white film released by MGM, Eye of the Devil serves as a haunting swan song for monochrome thrillers of its kind, delivering a visually striking experience.

The film’s magnetic pull begins with its stellar cast, headed by Deborah Kerr and David Niven, whose portrayal of a nobleman bound by ancient family duties brings both gravity and dread. Kerr, as the resolute yet vulnerable Catherine de Montfaucon, brings nuanced intensity, grounding the film’s surreal moments with an emotional weight that feels real and human. Niven, always a master of restrained expression, gives one of his most haunting performances, adding a foreboding edge to his noble character.

Rounding out the remarkable ensemble are Donald Pleasence, David Hemmings, and John Le Mesurier, each delivering layered performances that enhance the eerie atmosphere. Pleasence stands out in his role as a creepy village priest, an unsettling presence who is quietly complicit in the town’s disturbing traditions. Hemmings and Sharon Tate, in one of her earliest roles, exude an ethereal quality as brother-and-sister keepers of dark secrets. Tate, especially, captivates with a bewitching mix of innocence and menace that underscores the film’s ominous tone.

One of the film’s greatest strengths is its cinematography. Shot in crisp black-and-white, Eye of the Devil takes full advantage of its shadows and contrasts, imbuing each scene with a sense of haunting elegance. The off-kilter tone, aided by this stark visual style, reflects the otherworldly nature of the story and lends the film an unsettling beauty. The rural landscapes and gothic architecture frame the narrative with a sense of isolation and timelessness, allowing audiences to feel as if they, too, are trapped within the same ancient, oppressive traditions as the de Montfaucon family.

The film’s pace may feel unusual, but its deliberate nature only deepens its eerie pull. Eye of the Devil is not a straightforward thriller; it’s a study in atmospheric horror that never rushes to reveal its secrets, instead drawing viewers deeper into its seductive darkness. For anyone who appreciates horror that unnerves through performance, tone, and imagery rather than jump scares, Eye of the Devil is a timeless gem of the genre.

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Don’t Move: A Thriller That Falters Despite a Strong Lead

06 Wednesday Nov 2024

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Don’t Move sets up a chilling scenario that would send shivers through even the steeliest viewer: grieving mother Iris (Kelsey Asbille) must fight for her life after a chance encounter with a ruthless serial killer who injects her with a paralytic agent. Directed by Adam Schindler and Brian Netto, the film attempts to merge high-stakes thrills with psychological horror, but it ultimately struggles to fully capitalise on its premise. Despite a well-rounded cast and bursts of tension, Don’t Move lacks the depth and danger that could have made it unforgettable.

The narrative begins with a promising setup as Iris, still reeling from personal tragedy, stumbles upon the killer. The film efficiently establishes a sense of urgency as she’s injected with the paralytic agent, setting a timer on her desperate attempt to escape before the drug takes hold. As she runs, hides, and fights to stay ahead of her assailant, the ticking clock injects some genuine suspense, and there are moments when Asbille’s performance as Iris—determined, terrified, and defiant—brings the urgency and fear to life.

Kelsey Asbille’s portrayal of Iris is commendable, as she navigates a spectrum of emotions from grief to desperation, giving a grounding force to a story that relies heavily on her character’s will to survive. Asbille’s performance feels layered and sincere, embodying a raw vulnerability that adds authenticity to the harrowing experience. Finn Wittrock, playing the serial killer, delivers a solid but somewhat predictable performance. Known for his versatility, Wittrock unfortunately leans into familiar territory here, lacking the nuance that could have elevated his character beyond the typical, single-minded predator. While he’s chilling in moments, Wittrock’s portrayal feels more like a trope than a fully realised antagonist, limiting the sense of menace he brings to the screen.

The film’s pacing is uneven, with moments of taut suspense broken up by lulls that feel oddly disconnected from the central tension. There are glimpses of innovation in the choreography of Iris’s attempts to elude her pursuer, yet the film rarely goes beyond surface-level thrills. While the script provides some gripping sequences, it often feels like Don’t Move is holding back, unwilling to push Iris’s ordeal into truly harrowing or unpredictable territory.

Much of Don’t Move‘s atmosphere hinges on its premise, but without a deeper exploration of Iris’s emotional or psychological state, the horror feels somewhat hollow. The directors capture a few standout moments of visual tension, but the film struggles to balance its action sequences with meaningful character development. Unlike films that masterfully blur the line between a physical and psychological threat, Don’t Move leans too heavily on formulaic horror conventions, never fully tapping into the deeper fears it flirts with.

The Prognosis:

Don’t Move offers an engaging thriller that falls short of its potential. Despite flashes of intensity and solid performances, it lacks the originality and edge to make it a lasting addition to the horror genre. For fans of survival thrillers, it may offer some fleeting thrills, but for those seeking a truly immersive experience, Don’t Move may feel disappointingly restrained.

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Don’t Move is currently streaming on Netflix.

Piper: A Chilling Premise, but a Hollow Tune

06 Wednesday Nov 2024

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The Piper brings Elizabeth Hurley back to the screen in a horror-thriller inspired by the chilling folklore of the Pied Piper. Directed by Anthony Waller (An American Werewolf in Paris), the film follows Liz (Hurley) and her daughter Amy (Mia Jenkins) as they attempt to start fresh in a small town in Germany. But as they settle in, an ominous force begins to stir—one that seems directly connected to Liz’s hidden past. The Piper, an ancient and vengeful entity, targets those who have wronged others, taking the children of those who bear guilty secrets. With Amy’s life in danger, Liz must confront both her past and the supernatural presence haunting her.

The film’s premise, rooted in the legendary Pied Piper tale, holds immense potential for a dark, psychological exploration of guilt and consequence. This is, after all, a story that has haunted generations with its chilling reminder of the cost of broken promises. Yet The Piper barely scratches the surface of the folklore’s psychological depth, opting instead for a more traditional supernatural thriller approach. Despite Hurley’s commendable performance, the film lacks the ambition to make full use of its unsettling premise, leaning on predictable scares and tired horror tropes rather than delving into the disturbing implications of the story.

Elizabeth Hurley brings a strong presence to the role of Liz, infusing her character with a mother’s desperation and guilt as she fights to protect her daughter. However, the script leaves her limited opportunities to elevate Liz into a more complex character. Mia Jenkins as Amy also shines in moments, adding a believable vulnerability to the role, though the character dynamics feel somewhat shallow. While the performances provide the film with glimmers of emotional depth, they can’t fully compensate for the lack of a compelling narrative arc or the film’s underwhelming exploration of its themes.

Where other films have managed to take inspiration from the Pied Piper and shape it into something uniquely sinister, The Piper seems hesitant to truly commit to its darker edges. Atom Egoyan’s The Sweet Hereafter comes to mind as a film that used this legend to explore community tragedy and moral ambiguity, grounding its horror in real human suffering. In contrast, The Piper remains content to skim the surface, favoring formulaic supernatural scares over any meaningful exploration of redemption or the consequences of guilt. This lack of thematic depth ultimately weakens the film, leaving it feeling more like a missed opportunity than a fresh take on folklore horror.

Visually, The Piper offers some well-composed shots that attempt to capture the haunting atmosphere of its German setting. Waller’s direction, while competent, seems restrained here, missing the stylistic ambition that might have heightened the film’s tension. Known for his work on An American Werewolf in Paris, Waller has a knack for creating eerie atmospheres, yet The Piper doesn’t quite capture that sense of dread on the same level, and the setting feels underutilized as a backdrop for horror.

Ultimately, The Piper doesn’t manage to live up to the potential of its inspiration, feeling more like a generic supernatural thriller than a fresh horror tale. Hurley’s return to the screen, bolstered by a solid supporting cast including Tara Fitzgerald and Robert Daws, is enjoyable, but it’s not enough to make this a standout. For fans of the Pied Piper legend hoping for a film that taps into the unsettling aspects of the myth, The Piper may feel like a missed chance, delivering a predictable story without the depth or innovation that could have made it memorable.

The Prognosis:

The Piper leaves viewers with a familiar yet unremarkable tale of vengeance from beyond, one that struggles to evoke the eerie, cautionary spirit of its source material. For those looking for a fresh twist on classic folklore, this film falls short, leaving the true horror of the Pied Piper myth waiting for a more ambitious interpretation.

  • Saul Muerte

Piper is available for Home Entertainment from 6th November.

Persona (1966): Bergman’s Masterpiece of Identity, Insanity, and Empowerment

02 Saturday Nov 2024

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Ingmar Bergman’s Persona stands as one of the most hauntingly enigmatic films of the 1960s—a cinematic labyrinth that delves into the very depths of identity, sanity, and the blurred boundaries between individuals. Nearly six decades later, Persona remains powerful, confounding, and profoundly unsettling. At its core, Persona is a psychological examination of two women—Elisabet Vogler (Liv Ullmann), an actress who falls mysteriously silent, and her nurse, Alma (Bibi Andersson)—whose relationship unfolds in a crescendo of intimacy, rivalry, and dependence. Together, they embody a deeply human duality, a study in the fragility of personal identity and the paradoxical strength found within vulnerability and silence.

From its opening frames, Persona plunges the audience into a torrent of fragmented imagery—eyes blinking, a hand being nailed, and flashes of existential dread. Bergman’s powerful imagery cuts through the narrative like lightning, creating an atmosphere that feels both personal and universal, nightmarish and poetic. Each frame is meticulously crafted to peel back layers of the psyche, inviting audiences to explore the dark, uncharted spaces of consciousness. Cinematographer Sven Nykvist’s stark black-and-white visuals illuminate every flicker of emotion, every hesitation, every unspoken fear, turning the film’s silence into an unnerving scream.

The film’s exploration of duality is revolutionary, merging psychological horror with existential inquiry as Alma’s identity slowly begins to blur with Elisabet’s. Elisabet’s silence becomes a vacuum that Alma fills with her own confessions and vulnerabilities, pouring her soul into the emptiness that her patient refuses to acknowledge. Through their interactions, Bergman crafts a uniquely female experience of empowerment and collapse, showing strength not as an opposing force to vulnerability, but as something that paradoxically emerges from it. Elisabet’s refusal to speak serves as a quiet act of rebellion, a gesture of power, and a declaration of self that is both empowering and isolating.

Bergman uses this silence to unmask both women, pushing them—and the audience—into confronting painful truths about their identities. Alma’s increasing desperation to be seen and understood by Elisabet serves as both a mirror and a betrayal, revealing her deepest insecurities and, ultimately, her own hidden capacity for cruelty. The duality of their personas reveals the terrifying notion that selfhood is both separate and intertwined with others; we are who we are alone, but also who we are in the eyes of others. Bergman brings the film to a shattering apex when Alma, seemingly empowered, seeks to shake Elisabet out of her silence, but instead finds herself teetering on the edge of her own sanity.

Persona touches on insanity not as a medical phenomenon but as a profound loss of self, a disintegration of the carefully crafted masks we wear. By the film’s conclusion, Alma and Elisabet’s identities are so entangled that the distinction between them dissolves entirely, echoing the film’s central question: can anyone ever truly know another person, or even themselves? This fusion—and confusion—of selfhood is where Persona finds its chilling power, making us question how much of who we are depends on others, and how much can ever truly belong to us alone.

For all its psychological weight, Persona remains a cinematic experience of unparalleled beauty and precision. Bergman, at his most unrestrained, took enormous risks with this film, pushing the boundaries of narrative structure and challenging audiences to reckon with uncomfortable truths. The result is a visceral study of femininity, insanity, and selfhood that has remained deeply influential, inspiring generations of filmmakers to explore the fractures within human identity.

The Prognosis:

Persona is not just a film but a living question, an exploration of the human condition in all its fractured, dualistic beauty. It holds a mirror up to our own shifting faces, daring us to look at the unvarnished truth within. Decades later, Persona endures as one of cinema’s boldest expressions of identity and power.

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La strega in amore (1966): A Dreamlike Descent into Obsession and Magic Realism

01 Friday Nov 2024

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Damiano Damiani’s La strega in amore (The Witch) is a strange and beguiling entry in 1960s Italian cinema, blending horror with lush, dreamy visuals that linger in the mind. The film, based on Carlos Fuentes’s novel Aura, creates a surreal experience that echoes the atmosphere of magic realism—at once a haunting journey into obsession and a metaphor for Italy’s evolving cinematic landscape in the late ‘60s.

In La strega in amore, magic realism is the key to the film’s allure. Damiani doesn’t rely on traditional horror but instead fills each frame with subtle, supernatural touches. At its heart is a compelling story of identity, where young historian Sergio (played by Richard Johnson) is drawn into a strange affair with two enigmatic women: the sensual Aura (Rosanna Schiaffino) and her eerie mother, Consuelo (Sarah Ferrati). The mansion they inhabit seems to breathe with ancient secrets, and as Sergio delves deeper into their world, the film’s reality blurs, suggesting that the house itself might be alive with occult powers.

The cinematography is a triumph in establishing a dreamlike experience that feels detached from conventional time and space. The dark, shadowed corridors and surreal mise-en-scène are crafted to mirror Sergio’s disorientation, drawing viewers into a trance-like state that echoes the protagonist’s growing obsession. There’s a slow, sensual quality to the pacing, with lingering shots and moody lighting that bring the viewer deeper into the labyrinth of desire and deception.

One of the film’s core fascinations is its exploration of double identities. Aura and Consuelo seem like mirror images of each other, reflecting youth and age, beauty and decay, reality and illusion. As Sergio’s obsession deepens, he begins to lose himself, questioning not only the identities of the women but his own purpose and sanity. This psychological complexity places La strega in amore among other 1960s films that delve into the fragility of identity—challenging viewers to untangle the film’s mysteries or, perhaps, accept that some secrets are meant to remain hidden.

With its understated horror, La strega in amore might not appeal to all, but its power lies in the mesmerising spell it casts—a meditative tale of supernatural obsession where magic realism meets the horror of self-doubt. Though it remains a niche classic, this film is worth watching for its atmosphere and haunting beauty, revealing a side of Italian horror that’s less about fear and more about surrendering to the unknown. In this, Damiani created something remarkable: a film that blurs the line between the real and the surreal, lingering with viewers like a dream from which they’ve yet to awaken.

  • Saul Muerte