She Will

I knew pretty much nothing about Charlotte Colbert's "She Will" when I started watching it, making it more interesting. This story of a faded actress who seeks treatment in a facility located on the former site of burning women accused of witchcraft has some intense scenes. The intensity is mostly found in the actress's disturbing memories. In that sense, I guess that the movie's saying that the worst horrors are the real ones.

While not anything great, this movie is more interesting than movies where people walk into rooms to get butchered. On top of that, it gives us some great shots of the Scottish countryside. Worth seeing for that, if nothing else.

Amazing atmosphere building; no cheap red herrings or jump scares here. Just a solidly crafted macab tale. I wouldnt even go as far as to fully call this horror despite the horror aesthetics. More of a fantasy and witchy revenge tale in a way.

If you like really atmosphere driven storytelling then you will adore it, but it definitely isnt for everyone as its VERY atmosphere driven. It's 70% visually told and it errs in the side of the unknown instead of fully explaining the phenomena in dialogue. I thought it was pretty straightforwardly told and satisfying though.

Off putting title. But what else could it have been called? Twelve Sisters?

On paper this sounds pretty cool. The themes and the concept have a lot of potential. I must say, stylistically I have sort of always wanted to watch this kind of movie ever since I was a youth. You know, that kind of movie filled with distinctive imagery, in which it feels more like a very long music video and only grudgingly takes a break from that so it can get back to the script.

The problem with this movie is pretty simple. Everything about it is de trop. Every element of it on the micro and macro level is just kind of excessive. By all means, really go for it in terms of cinematic panache but like I said, execution is important and this movie does not walk that fine line between chilling and goofy. It fell off a long time ago.

I want to like the story that its telling. A story of womanhood, of two characters separated by so much finding a sense of sorority, of identifying with past people but it's poorly thought through.

I get that she's an ageing former movie idol, groomed to be a masculine person's vision of feminine beauty but has now outstayed her welcome. Beginning the movie with a double mastectomy is a symbolism we can all get.

That's the other problem: while nearly every moment in its script or its visualization is a bit too much, the one exception is the most important thing: the story. I feel like I don't really know this woman. I have guessed that she's some kind of famous actor that's now going through a dark place but that's all informed attributes. They leave stuff to the imagination only when it's stuff that might have fleshed out this walking cliche, this modern Baby Jane.

Maybe it's my fault for assuming this movie was a horror movie and not simply a piece of nuanced emotional storytelling but they do not hold their cards to their chest and let the mysteriousness build. It's more Harry Potter than Silent Hill. The dialogue and actions of the people around all fit so neatly into the prescribed themes (you know, misogyny) that this film felt over all quite mechanical.

They just did not invest in the elements that would have made this an enriching emotional journey.

At one point a character remarks "creepy" which no horror character should ever do. I was almost glad someone challenged her but I was not rooting against her.

Throughout watching this movie I kept thinking of the pretty swell Post-Rock group "Maybeshewill".

Greetings again from the darkness. Coming from the IFC Midnight stable, this first feature film from writer-director Charlotte Colbert and co-writer Kitty Percy, may be judged as a thriller or horror, depending on one's perspective. By creating an ominous atmosphere, the movie highlights how certain events can grab hold and remain with us, often buried deeply, for our entire life. We don't always know how these memories will manifest or how or when we deal with them, but if the scars remain, a reckoning likely follows.

Alice Krige is perfectly cast as Veronica, an aging movie star. She's coming off a double mastectomy and is expressing more than a touch of grumpiness towards her much younger nurse Desi, played well by relative newcomer Kota Eberhardt. Veronica has booked an extended stay for rehabilitation at an isolated countryside manor, and though she and Desi have a private cabin on the grounds, Veronica is quite miffed that there are other guests in the main house ... with odd therapy sessions led by Tirador (played by an almost unrecognizable Rupert Everett).

Almost immediately, strange things begin to occur and much of it is related to the earth and ground. The mud seems to have supernatural effects on Veronica's visions and dreams. This is explained as healing power due to the heavy presence of ashes from witches burned at the stake many years prior. The memories of a traumatic event return to Veronica. She was a child actor in a film by the legendary Hathbourne (the always great Malcolm McDowell), and now he is re-casting for a remake of that film. So as Veronica faces her perceived loss of femininity at the edge of scalpel, she's also dealing with fears of aging as the same filmmaker recreates a project she is now too old for.

Symbolism is entrenched in the film, and the approach to Veronica's revenge on Hathbourne is handled through mysticism that can't easily be explained ... though it's a welcome new approach to the #metoo movement. One of my favorite aspects of the film is how the initial gulf between Veronica and Desi gradually changes as the two generations of women bond over their strength. Italian 'Master of Horror' Dario Argento is a producer on the film, and though we don't know what input he had, it's quite a compliment to Ms. Colbert to state her debut film deserves to be mentioned alongside his.

First off, I must say that the cinematography is absolutely stunning and the acting was great. What made the film worth watching however, was Clint Mansell's score. A masterpiece.

There's basically no real dialogue in the film. It's 98% imagery, i didn't mind at first, but halfway through it became so redundant and exhausting to watch a film with no conversations. This uber-Indie, "i'm so alternative" avant-garde nonsense became unspeakably annoying. The whole film is just a collection of vivid dreams and paranoias, with one or two words thrown in.

Also, easily one of the most abrupt, "what just happened here?" kind of endings.

I only finished watching it because i loved the music. I'm quite disappointed. I really wanted to love it, but it was 100% just beautifully boring.

My recommendation? Skip the movie and just listen to the soundtrack.