'The Beach House' (2019)
I've been hearing good
things about 'The Beach House' (thanks Twitter!) and I had a little
time to myself last night so I thought I'd give it a go. As blog post
introductions go, that was one of my more succinct openers ;o)
Normally, I'd try and be a bit more interesting but sometimes that's
all there is to it. I've got two books on the go, neither of which
are anywhere near being finished, and work had been tough so I
thought I'd watch a movie instead of reading.
This is going to be a
short review because, well, you'll see why...
Emily and Randall have
gone to Randall's family beach house in an attempt to reconnect after
a rough year. Things aren't about to get any smoother though and it's
not the unexpected guests that are the the worst of it. There's
something in the water and very soon, it will be on dry land and at
the door...
'The Beach House'
totally redefines the whole meaning of 'slow burner'. Seriously, it
got to a point (about half an hour into an hour and a half long film)
where I was seriously wondering whether I was playing the wrong
movie. It's all beautifully shot but there's very litle going on in
these opening moments, and beyond. Be warned...
Stick with it though.
It's worth it if you do.
A little bit of
perseverance really pays off as the film starts to build up the
tension and kicks things off the following day with all the stuff
that you'd expect from a horror film that caters for the slightly
more thoughtful fan but has a couple of moments for gorehounds like
me. Lets just say that I'm never going near a jelly fish after
watching 'The Beach House'... I'd still argue that this movie could
have done with a little more energy, at the beginning, but it knows
how to step up a gear when it really matters.All of a sudden, we're
following Emily as she tries to make sense of what is happening as
well as staying ahead of whatever the townsfolk are transforming
into. All of a sudden, we're into body horror and a sense of creeping
dread that isn't helped by the fact that we never really understand
just why all this is happening (underater gas is fair enough but it's
never really expanded upon). I actually like this approach more as it
adds to the dread when characters are dealing with something that
they cannot rationalise. It certainly challenges Emily to step up and
be more than Randall's girlfriend and watching her chracter develop
over the course of the film is brilliant as well. This sense of
reality breaking down reminded me of 'The Colour Out of Space' albeit
not quite as Lovecraftian.
I thought Liana
Liberato's Emily carried the film superbly, right up to that
deliberately underplayed but definitely awesome ending. I loved Jake
Weber in the 2004 'Dawn of the Dead' and I'm not afraid to admt that
I did a little yay when he walked into the beach house. His
'everyman' act was just what 'The Beach House' needed as it really
sets off the slightly weird horror happening around him. And the way
he exits the film was very well done indeed.
I told you this would
be a short post, mainly because there's not a lot going on in the
opening parts of the film, just shots of how nice the beach looks
(and it does, to be fair, but even so...) Stick with it though and
you've got a very nice little slice of weird horror that I'm hoping
you'll enjoy as much as I did. A slight lack of balance in the pace
of 'The Beach House' is balanced out by the film really stepping up
to the plate and delivering when it really matters.
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