While Marvel and DC continue to hash it out for the place of
the kingpin of mainstream superhero cinema, horror has its own monarchy: The
Conjuring Universe. Not since the days of Saw consistently blowing up the
Halloween schedule has James Wan had this tight of a stranglehold on mainstream
horror, having fingerprints on The Conjuring, Annabelle, last year’s The Nun,
not to mention outliers like the Insidious series as well as the bane of my existence that is
Lights Out. Today’s film technically doesn’t fall under the Conjuring canon, but
through a brief inclusion of Annabelle herself, it still has a marked place within it. Think of it as the Redman to the larger universe’s Wu-Tang Clan, or
(in more genre-appropriate terms) what The Marked Ones was for Paranormal Activity.
He appears savvy enough about the trope to actively play
with the audience’s expectations, letting some foreseen scares loose while
letting others play out longer so the tension stays taut. And even when the
scares happen, they don’t rely solely on Peter Gvozdas’ editing or Joseph
Bishara’s soundtrack to make their impact, even letting some creepy images
linger without drawing immediate attention to them. It’s a pretty cool showcase
of how to do justice to what is a rather irksome style of filmmaking these
days.
From there, the acting is decent if nothing all that
special. Linda Cardellini as a Child Protective Services employee (we’ll get
more into that in a bit)/mother of two children works okay as the maternal core
for the story, while Patricia Velásquez as one of her cases shows a rather
unsettling flipside to that as a frightened and occasionally malicious parental
figure. Roman Christou and Jaynee-Lynne Kinchen as the children do decently, as
does Raymond Cruz as an ex-priest who gives the film some much needed levity
during the bombastic third act. And then there’s Marisol Ramirez as the titular
ghost, who honestly represents the lesser of the creature acting we’ve seen so
far. Not to say it’s bad, just that it doesn’t measure up to what else we’ve seen
from this collection.
As for the main story, it’s a bit plain overall as far as
stories about families being haunted by the ghost of the week. However, right
at the start, something weird happens: We learn of the involvement of the CPS
in the main story. To say that the CPS is usually demonized in cinema would be
a gross understatement, typically used in horror films as a vehicle to gaslight
the victims (and by proxy the audience) into thinking that maybe the threat is
far more tangible than anything to do with ghosts or demons.
That isn’t the case here, though. This might be the least
hostile depiction I’ve seen of CPS in a horror film in a very long time. But why this approach as opposed to what is worryingly
the standard? Well, this is where the children’s place in the narrative
unearths some interesting ideas. After encountering La Llorona and being
marked, their diminished recounts to the adults show a certain… pattern.
Glassy-eyed looks, supreme unease in even thinking about what happened, hesitance
as if they’re still trying to come to terms with what happened. This makes
sense as far as reactions to the supernatural, but it also aligns with
something even darker: Reactions to being abused, the kind of situation that
the CPS investigates regularly. The kind of situation that, while far less fantastical than visits from the supernatural, can prove just as difficult for a child to process.
Once that parallel kicks in, and we learn more about La
Llorona and how she became a spectre, it raises some disturbing questions in
regards to how much faith children put in adults, especially their caregivers.
How frightening it has to be to put your safety in the hands of someone you’re
told can be trusted… only for them to inflict the very damage you hoped they
would save you from. With how straight-forward the storytelling in this can
get, this kind of subtext would likely have gotten more mileage out of
something more willing to venture into the darkness; this isn’t The
Babadook we’re talking about here. But the fact that it exists here at all,
attached to a pretty decent flick, gives this film a surprising amount of
agency, enough to make it worth checking out for those with a liking for the
Conjuring Universe.
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