Insidious
In the same aura and temp as the late 80's horror films this is namely just centred on the tension, the Eurhythmics tendencies the director therefore uses, along with key music pieces, and shrill jumps. Insidious follows in the footsteps of old natural horrors that sustained the audience in the dark theatre itself, playing with the audience with lights, sounds and music, now with the technologies thrusts upon our world the world of surround sound- as effective as any cinema source in years-and this is beneficial to horror, especially horror!
James Wan the acclaimed Director of the first Saw and maestro along with Leigh Whannel commanding the first three decent Saw films and sentenced to other brilliant horror films, and here is the most haunting PG-13 or in the (UK) a 15 in years, but a chilling 15, full of jumps, cries taunting haunting moments, but Insidiously dim witted and silly. The story is your typical haunted house type arch that turns out for the worst, as expressed by a wizened old lady "It's not that house that's haunted, it's your son" cue Dum-Dum-Dummmmm music. So through the duration it's tight, taunt, loud over overused music used as a key to the film makers process and attaching itself to the film and tying a knot to make it whole, fresh and just haunting, with cheap scares simple scares, but a scary whimpering induced film that will never be out done. The film centres of a son going through a coma and the appearances of mystical souls and a scary, scary beats of which you can't help but jump at.
Through the process we meet Ghostbusters, and what not and get petrified of something (when in full focus and not scaring the sh*t out of TheStonedReviewer throughout) it's quite simply stupid. A red faced Darth Maul with Freddy Krueger's knives for hands and huge frog like paws and a devil may care attitude. It goes through turning out to be part of a travellers squad, people who can have an outer experience and leave the body, a vice, open for souls to crawl in, hence why old ladies and distorted children wander, but the evil creature with the red face wanting to use his body to posses and cause havoc.
The movie has this great decaying and grey feel, and it is quite marvellous the usage of light and suspense held within shots and music is just fantastic. This film bears many resemblances to The Shining, and even the latest Drag me To Hell using the monolith of what cinema has evolved into and the genres and archetypes and general serialisation of film genres and what it is to be made upon the truth of what these have involved into! Marvellous, though silly, haunting, though the jumps came from TheStonedReviewer squirming and screeching and dragging his hands across his face, angst blatantly visible, then to walk and say "That was just silly!"
Though it is it does what horror films don't do so often, and that do justice to its title, it's scary, it's petrifying it's gratifying and it is a very well made film. Cast and crew are obviously just having a ball, and what else to say but the music and the direction and the actually pretty realistic not petty script gives it a light heart and warmth enrolled with underlined sadism of dark gruelling moments of deep impacting squeals of joy/horror and fun.
James Wan the acclaimed Director of the first Saw and maestro along with Leigh Whannel commanding the first three decent Saw films and sentenced to other brilliant horror films, and here is the most haunting PG-13 or in the (UK) a 15 in years, but a chilling 15, full of jumps, cries taunting haunting moments, but Insidiously dim witted and silly. The story is your typical haunted house type arch that turns out for the worst, as expressed by a wizened old lady "It's not that house that's haunted, it's your son" cue Dum-Dum-Dummmmm music. So through the duration it's tight, taunt, loud over overused music used as a key to the film makers process and attaching itself to the film and tying a knot to make it whole, fresh and just haunting, with cheap scares simple scares, but a scary whimpering induced film that will never be out done. The film centres of a son going through a coma and the appearances of mystical souls and a scary, scary beats of which you can't help but jump at.
Through the process we meet Ghostbusters, and what not and get petrified of something (when in full focus and not scaring the sh*t out of TheStonedReviewer throughout) it's quite simply stupid. A red faced Darth Maul with Freddy Krueger's knives for hands and huge frog like paws and a devil may care attitude. It goes through turning out to be part of a travellers squad, people who can have an outer experience and leave the body, a vice, open for souls to crawl in, hence why old ladies and distorted children wander, but the evil creature with the red face wanting to use his body to posses and cause havoc.
The movie has this great decaying and grey feel, and it is quite marvellous the usage of light and suspense held within shots and music is just fantastic. This film bears many resemblances to The Shining, and even the latest Drag me To Hell using the monolith of what cinema has evolved into and the genres and archetypes and general serialisation of film genres and what it is to be made upon the truth of what these have involved into! Marvellous, though silly, haunting, though the jumps came from TheStonedReviewer squirming and screeching and dragging his hands across his face, angst blatantly visible, then to walk and say "That was just silly!"
Though it is it does what horror films don't do so often, and that do justice to its title, it's scary, it's petrifying it's gratifying and it is a very well made film. Cast and crew are obviously just having a ball, and what else to say but the music and the direction and the actually pretty realistic not petty script gives it a light heart and warmth enrolled with underlined sadism of dark gruelling moments of deep impacting squeals of joy/horror and fun.
