It Comes at Night (2017)
No movie in 2017 more understands what film doesn’t have to
do than It Comes at Night. It opens on a family putting down their terminally
ill grandfather and burning his body in the wilderness. We don’t know what his
disease is, but he is in awful shape and they are terrified of touching him.
Then we follow the family back to their boarded up house in
the woods, seemingly with no one else around. They only go outside in pairs.
They have strict protocols for locking and unlocking their doors. When a
stranger shows up at their house in the middle of the night, they treat it with
a terrified coolness, both clearly rattled that someone is out there, and
forcing themselves to focus.
This is all filmed with a grainy naturalism and without a
sentence of exposition. There is never a monologue starting, “After the plague
wiped out America…” No one states the rules of the disease. No one even
mentions if there is an “IT” that might come at night. Instead you study these
people, figuring out what they’re afraid of based on how they avoid it. You can
spend the first two acts figuring out the parameters of their fears, and after
my second viewing, I have some hard theories about the film’s world, but I’m
not sure.
That is my favorite part about It Comes at Night. In the
battle of Show Vs. Tell, it shows you some, and suggests far more. The movie
understands implication, leaving gaps between scenes that are puzzles to fill
in. As an old die-hard fan of Blair Witch Project, the movie scratches a
similar itch, giving you a rich framework in which clearly a lot is going on,
while allowing the creative mind to fill much of it in.
There are many other things to love about it. It’s ultimately
about two families (both multiracial) trying to overcome their fears and unite.
Both families are superbly acted, from the stress-ravaged fathers to Kelvin
Harrison Jr.’s sterling performance as a kid traumatized by the loss of his
grandfather, who just wants to hear laughter again. The camera trusts all of
these actors, giving them uncomfortably long takes, locking onto them, or
flowing around them. And still it’s edited for great two-second moments, like a
glimpse of the father looking around the woods and saying, “At least we’ll
never run out of firewood.”
It’s disappointing to see so many people hate this movie. I
missed A24’s commercials for it, which apparently promised a monster movie, and apparently disappointed a number of viewers. It's also a slow burn of a film, meant for fans of things like The Invitation and A Dark Song, and if you don't like that pace then nothing is going to turn it around for you. There may be monsters in the woods – I believe something like that is true –
but it’s not a movie about that. The horror predominantly comes from the two hyper-protective families.
The Autopsy of Jane
Doe (2016)
I am a sucker for movies in constrained settings. I dug
Alfred Hitchcock’s Rope, which entirely plays in one apartment, and Devil, about
people trapped inside an elevator. Even Buried, which never leaves Ryan
Reynolds’s side as he remains trapped inside a coffin, was fascinating.
So I’m the target audience for this: a movie about two coroners in their morgue, trying to solve the mystery of a young woman who has no clear cause of death. The more they explore, the more outrageous injuries they find. Her wrists and ankles are shattered, but without so much as a bruise on her skin. There are marks on her internal organs, without any sign of surgery or wound for how anything got inside of her.
So I’m the target audience for this: a movie about two coroners in their morgue, trying to solve the mystery of a young woman who has no clear cause of death. The more they explore, the more outrageous injuries they find. Her wrists and ankles are shattered, but without so much as a bruise on her skin. There are marks on her internal organs, without any sign of surgery or wound for how anything got inside of her.
It’s like a perverse locked room, gradually suggesting this
woman’s bizarre case. This is augmented with claustrophobia: they never leave
this office area. They’re first fascinated, and later absolutely stuck with
her. It’s not the “creepy body gets up and disappears” story I expected. The
direction is exquisite, with many instances of appreciating how to make an
audience sympathize with characters stuck in uncomfortable circumstances. The
camera never leers at the corpse, either, despite the ample opportunities to
make it a gross-out film. Even the recent IT is more graphic.
Up next: Two of 2017's best. Raw and The Void.
The show/tell conundrum is frequently abused. Sadly we are often treated like idiots who HAVE to be told. And movies are a long way from being the only culprits...
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed Jane Doe, and am actually watching It Comes at Night right now. I wasn't a fan of the original Blair Witch, but I am enjoying this movie so far. It's well done.
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