Showing posts with label grief. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grief. Show all posts

Wednesday, 25 September 2024

Starve Acre

Starve Acre

Director ~ Daniel Kokotajlo

Writers ~ Daniel Kokotajlo, Andrew Michael Hurley

2023, UK

Stars ~ Matt Smith, Morfydd Clark, Arthur Shaw

 

It’s the Seventies and, apparently at the encouragement of his wife, archaeologist Smith moves his family back to the desolate farmhouse where he digs up his traumatic past there and into a Folk Horror plot. Their young boy is also acting up, quite disturbingly, saying that a voice called Jack makes him do bad things.

 

Although it may superficially seem a departure from Kokotajlo’s previous film about Jahovah Winesses, ‘Starve Acre’ is just as much about the damage caused families, cults, tradition and Faith. It’s also a genre exploration of grief so it’s a dour piece, with the tone of Seventies supernatural brilliantly captured: the BBC MR James adaptations, Nigel Kneales ‘Beast’ episode ‘Baby’ and ‘Robin Redbreast’ mostly come to mind. Certainly, this must be the most authentic-feeling Seventies British Supernatural homage since Mark Jenkin’s ‘Enys Men’. ‘Starve Acre’ is slicker and doesn’t have the sticky-taped together edges that typifies the era, but the ambiance seeps in and become a fine facsimile. There’s a lot of homage and riffing on past cinema around, and perhaps there always will be, and Roger Luckhurst gives a lofty reason for it:

 

“If we have lived through the crisis of this latter-day version of capitalism, stumbling on undead since at least the 2008 economic crash and the Anglo-American political convulsions of 2016, no wonder horror has been a privileged way of exploring the traumatic origins and monstrous progeny of this era.”

[Roger Luckhurst, “So Retro: why modern horror is in thrall to the past”, Sight & Sound: October 2024, volume 34, Issue 8, pg’s 40-3]

 

This too, because horror has always been rummaging in haunted and ugly pasts and social anxiety. But an example such as ‘I Saw the TV Glow’ might enjoy Nineties recreation, it is also about realising the distance between childhood loves and adult awareness. ‘Starve Acre’ is very contemporary in its self-awareness as a treatise on grief, and the period is of secondary importance. The past is plotting against you. However, there is a simpler, more direct conclusion in that these films are simply reaching for what the creators loved as youths. Giallo is namechecked frequently from this era, from ‘Maxxine’ to ‘Dawn Breaks Behind the Eyes’, and you can barely move for Eighties recreations and Carpenteresque synth-scores.

 


It’s this retro-atmosphere and Matt Smith performance that are the strengths of this film: Smith is an excellent slippery actor, so that you never know quite where you stand with him, if he can be trusted (and that’s why I liked his Dr. Who, investing the character with a proper edginess although let down by scripts and re-imaging The Doctor as a superhero). The highlights of 'Starve Acre' are when Smith reveals some of his past in a rare moment of openness and the reanimation of a rabbit. It’s the latter that spices things up as we move towards the inevitable.

 

Folk Horror has always excelled at dread, and ‘Starve Acre’, although meandering, does have this. If it doesn’t quite reach for more – although the perversity of the rabbit has potential – it still provides a decent descent into the uncanniness of grief, of failing to overcome trauma, as well as the oddness and fear of small communities and rare faiths. And therefore, it digs up a lot of raw horror themes in appealing genre packaging.

Tuesday, 19 April 2022

Woodland Grey

 


Woodland Grey

Director – Adam Reider

Writers – Adam Reider, Jesse Toufexis

2021, Canada

Stars – Jenny Raven, Ryan Blakely, Art Hindle

 

 At Grimmfest Easter.


Deep in the woods, an isolated man stumbles across an annoying woman (she can’t even say “Sorry!” without being aggravating) who wakes to discover that she has wondered into a horror scenario. The girl locked in the shed is the least of it.

 

About halfway in, William (Ryan Blakely, nicely unhinged and distressed) starts to say things that make the whole story open up – things like how he wasn’t even sure if she was real; or how he doesn’t even know how to lay traps. This mystery is the most gripping stuff, as the interaction and dialogue of this partnership gets increasingly interesting, even as it feels the need for flashbacks. The pace and tone may be inconsistent at times, and it may be too inconclusive for some (think Koko-Di, Koko-Da’) but the aim for a kind of folk horror about grieving and being trapped in the inexplicable wins through.