Jaume Balagueró's film has the good sense to remain pretty senseless right up until the very end.
It was certainly giving me the willies when I started watching it late the other night, but I had had an underlying, less visceral fear that it was going to be one of those horror flicks where the wave function of suggestion collapses midway through, leaving a concrete plot conclusion which is nowhere near as interesting (or scary) as all the dreadful possibilities previously insinuated. But no...
It was made a year after Ringu, and from the visuals alone you'd have to suspect that Balaguero had been influenced by that seminal piece of Asian fantasy-horror.
Bizarrely two of the key actors (both Spanish) have been dubbed.
It was certainly giving me the willies when I started watching it late the other night, but I had had an underlying, less visceral fear that it was going to be one of those horror flicks where the wave function of suggestion collapses midway through, leaving a concrete plot conclusion which is nowhere near as interesting (or scary) as all the dreadful possibilities previously insinuated. But no...
It was made a year after Ringu, and from the visuals alone you'd have to suspect that Balaguero had been influenced by that seminal piece of Asian fantasy-horror.
Bizarrely two of the key actors (both Spanish) have been dubbed.
The catchy theme song, My Black Dress by Berkeley punk band Fang, sounds to me a bit like a mix of Goldfrapp and Mecano. The video contains visual excerpts from the movie.
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