The tropes of the ghost story are very much in evidence; a big pile of a
country house, things that go bump in the night and bells that ring all
by themselves. Then there's the child who has died, (we never learn
how), before the film begins and the siblings who feel the dead child
has upstaged them. The central character is the youngish doctor,
(Domhnall Gleeson), called to the house at the beginning after the sole
maid takes ill. While he's examining her she lets slip that her
'illness' may simply be fear. However, if you think you are in for some
early 'frights', think again. As I said, Abrahamson doesn't make genre
pictures that are in any way predictable. This movie has a very slow
build that may not endear it to a mass audience. Nevertheless when the
first signs that there may indeed be something wrong and not just in the
imagination of the battle-scarred son and brother and the jumpy maid,
do appear, about midway through, the feeling of dread is considerable.
This is a consummate piece of film-making, superbly adapted from the Sarah Waters novel by Lucinda Coxon, beautifully photographed and designed and, of course, brilliantly directed by Abrahamson. I think I guessed 'the twist' quite early on but then Abrahamson never quite explains things; he simply lets things happen and leaves it to his splendid cast to help us make up our own minds.
As the doctor Domhnall Gleeson is so buttoned-up he may as well be in a straight-jacket which, of course, he is in his way. As the spinsterish daughter he is drawn to Ruth Wilson is extraordinary but then when is Ruth Wilson not extraordinary and both Will Poulter as the mentally unstable, physically disfigured son and Charlotte Rampling as the much too quick to accept the supernatural explanation mother lend brilliant support. Indeed, every performance, no matter how small the part, is superb. Abrahamson may have said he doesn't want us to think of this as a ghost story but there are many different types of ghost stories and many different kinds of ghosts. Call this a genre picture if you like but it's one that's out there on its own. I loved it and I am sure it will haunt me for a long time to come.
This is a consummate piece of film-making, superbly adapted from the Sarah Waters novel by Lucinda Coxon, beautifully photographed and designed and, of course, brilliantly directed by Abrahamson. I think I guessed 'the twist' quite early on but then Abrahamson never quite explains things; he simply lets things happen and leaves it to his splendid cast to help us make up our own minds.
As the doctor Domhnall Gleeson is so buttoned-up he may as well be in a straight-jacket which, of course, he is in his way. As the spinsterish daughter he is drawn to Ruth Wilson is extraordinary but then when is Ruth Wilson not extraordinary and both Will Poulter as the mentally unstable, physically disfigured son and Charlotte Rampling as the much too quick to accept the supernatural explanation mother lend brilliant support. Indeed, every performance, no matter how small the part, is superb. Abrahamson may have said he doesn't want us to think of this as a ghost story but there are many different types of ghost stories and many different kinds of ghosts. Call this a genre picture if you like but it's one that's out there on its own. I loved it and I am sure it will haunt me for a long time to come.
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