Showing posts with label Dark Water. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dark Water. Show all posts

Friday, December 30, 2022

DARK WATER @ 20 (SPOILERS)

The best ghost stories let the ghosts weave their way in, meshing with the day to day world until they cannot be extracted without dire action. Yoshimi sits in the law firm waiting room, recalling how her mother neglected to fetch her from kindergarten. She is going through a difficult divorce and wants custody of her daughter. Her husband has already ratted on her long completed psychiatric treatment and she finds each one of these meetings gives her some new obstacle. Her husband doesn't even seem to want to take care of young Ikuko he just likes how the fight punishes her mother.

Still with Ikuko in tow, Yoshimi finds a flat in a run down apartment block in a far flung corner of Tokyo. Already the signs are bad - a strange incident in the lift and the weird ancient receptionist throb with ill vibes - but she can afford it and once it's done up it should be ok. Meanwhile, Ikuko starts school and Yoshimi goes out looking for work. School is good and the interview, while messy, goes fine. 

Landing on feet. Then there's a weird circular stain on the ceiling of her room that is dripping. A toy bag that Ikuko found on the roof keeps coming back, even when Yoshimi bins it outside. The stain grows, now more like a giant slug. When she goes to the flat upstairs there's no one home. From the lift back down she sees the door open and a girl in a yellow raincoat appears. The lift window is dirty but the girl doesn't appear to have a face. In fact she looks just like the photo of the missing girl fading on the lamp post near the school.

Hideo Nakata's film of Koji Suzuki's story was his third collaboration after the first two Ringu films and he demonstrated something that film makers seldom do after early successes in genre movies, he got subtler. There is one jump scare in the entire film. It is brief and contains the sound only of a child. There is a twist to the story but it is a soft one, gradually turning until the knot appears and then it's not "aaaah" but more of an "oh".

The ruling emotion of this film is not terror (though there is plenty to dread) but sadness, a persistent and grave sense of tragedy that we will see when it is ready to appear. Hitomi Kuroki as the harried Yoshimi tries to contain the blows that life is dealing her but she breaks into screeching emotion increasingly. My take on this is not that she is given to melodrama as a performer but understands that her character finds the outpouring steadying. As a neglected child she witnesses herself compelled by her circumstances to neglect Ikuko who waits after hours at the school, withdrawing into herself. The pressure of this and its crushing irony alone would give anyone the screeches. We do see her calmer and certainly happier, it's just that the universe is denying her control over her life. One detail that always gets to me is how Yoshimi, even in moments of crisis, remembers to take her shoes off when she enters the flat and puts them back on when she leaves it. One normalising ritual so ingrained it is impossible to avoid.

Rio Kanno as Ikuko gives us a brave child who wishes life were not so unfair. She maintains as stoney a face as she can. This allows us to project bewilderment on to her as she faces the ghost of Mitsuko across the playground as the rain torrents down. There is no need for projection when Mitsuko finds her trying to hide (in a game). The ghost girl's feet approach slowly as water pours down her shins and leaves a stream behind. Ikuko's stare is one of frozen fear. The incident leaves her unconscious and half drowned. Another slap in the face for her mother. Earlier scenes of the pair playing or negotiating as mother and child are moving and our memory of them by this scene wrenches hard.

I announced spoilers in the title of this article and the harder ones start here. The climax of this film is one which has placed it at the top of my favourite ghost story movies. The coda keeps it there. Finding that Mitsuko didn't go missing so much as fall in the water tank that keeps popping hairs into glasses downstairs. Investigating the tank, the girl's red bag (the one that keeps appearing to Yoshimi) falls in and, reaching for it, so does Mitsuko. When Yoshimi climbs the tank to find her the ghosts knocking increases until it creates little fist sized dents in the corrugated iron.

Events accelerate until Yoshimi has to decide between Ikuko's life and her own as the rotting skinned monstrosity is strangling her. Her face falls, She calls to Ikuko to stay back and tells Mistuko not to worry, that she is her mother and everything is well again. Now we understand that the ghost was not out to harm Ikuko but claim her mother. One moment of grotesque horror in enough to make the heartrending sadness of it weigh tons.

This film has a coda scene that will haunt you. A teenage Ikuko is with her high school friends and notices that they are near her old neighbourhood. She takes a stroll along the river and goes back for old times' sake and is surprised to find her mother, still young, is in the flat. It's a happy reunion. They catch up on details until with a groaning liquid music cue we see the blur of Mitsuko standing in the background, waiting for this indulgence to be over. With some deft edits we see Ikuko is alone in the room. She rises and returns to her friends, spooked but maintains in a voiceover that she always felt her mother was watching over her. Watching over her? At the behest of an eternally needy, grasping and gripping monster child. 

When I first saw that coda (MIFF 2022 when the film was released globally) I heard that voiceover and the sentimental scoring of the strings and wrote it off as saccharine. It was an early case of my hunting and finding a copy of the DVD (from a Hong Kong based online shop). I showed it to friends and this time the full resonance of the ending and coda hit me in the gut, pushing the title to the top of the pile of the lifelong best. I never tire of it and when I again look at the muddy yellow green field of the title screen and hear the slow gongs of the electronic score I feel at home and ready to get tense all over again. The mouldy pallet drips down and I am once more lost.

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Top 13 horrors for Halloween


Okay, as this is an occasion for my favourite film genre I'm doing two unusual things in my tops lists: there are more titles and Eraserhead isn't one of them.

What's the same is that this is not an attempt at a definitive list. Horror is my favourite genre and I like far more than thirteen. I left the inclusion entirely up to what I could think of at the time. This would almost certainly change if I thought about it again this time next week. So, sorry if your favourites aren't here, a lot of my own aren't either.

Halloween: This bloodless coup of a film was the most profitable independent American film until The Blair Witch Project. Through the kill scenes and an atmosphere of undiluted and understated creepiness there is a powerful arc of nerd girl Laurie finding her courage and standing up to the monster. It was this where the masked killing machine who just keeps coming back originated. Original still best. Oh, and one of the best realised music scores for any film in any genre, by director Carpenter himself.

Dark Water: Shivery ghost tale remembers that the best of them include a tragedy at their centre. The convergence of this and the haunting results in a powerful and heartrending climax. Wash this down with a creepy and crushing coda and you have the logical end to the J-horror genre.

 

 
The Blair Witch Project: Campfire tale as cinema verite. Three students try and make a film about a witch in the woods and either fall under her control or get literally scared out of their wits. Not the first found footage film but still the most effective.





Ringu: The man who ended J-horror also began it with this tale of a curse and race against time. Like Dark Water this is also the story of a mother's bond with her child and the rediscovery of mutual respect between a woman and her estranged husband. Climax still freezes me and it's still better than the exponentially higher budgeted American re-bloat.





Suspiria: Giallo maestro Dario Argento's apex drives to the heart of why our nightmares scare us (we have no control over them) and serves one up with frozen blues and thick blood reds. Some of the most tightening murder scenes you'll see and a music score on a par with Halloween.


Martyrs: Outside of Asia contemporary horror has fallen to cliche and uninterestingly slick digital effects but this French/Canadian entry not only gives us gore that is painful to the eye but concepts that make us feel ashamed to be alive. The really nasty stuff has less gore but the ideas behind it are petrifying.




The Haunting: Citizen Kane alumnus Robert Wise made one of the finest haunted house movies of all time with this adaptation of a popular novel. Some still impressive special effects, almost three dimensional lighting design support a very very sad central story. Could watch this on a weekly basis.


The Exorcist: A story of doubt, faith and mother and daughter. You don't need to be religious to get into this one anymore than you need to believe in ghosts to dig The Haunting. As a girl goes through severe changes in mind and body her famous and inevitably neglectful mother is drawn to attention. The father who is only suggested by the gaps in an international phone call has been absent for years. As the tumult within the girl explodes into freakish violence the priests are called in. One is a skeptic, grieving for his recently deceased mother and the other is an old stager who has met this demon before. A mix of tough seventies drama and supernatural pyrotechnics, The Ex remains a wonder of the medium. Try to find the original cut as the "version you've never seen" aka the director's cut just adds bloat and removes power.


Night of the Living Dead: Throw out the magic and ritual of the traditional zombie story and all you have is the dead come back to life. All? Romero's fable of fate, made for the shoe polish budget of a contemporary quirky indy gets everything it tries for right.

The Changeling: Effectively eerie haunted house film builds to a conclusion of real dread. Atmosphere and strong performances lift this already fine story into the ether.






Kairo: Would you like to meet a ghost? So asks the website visited by most of the characters in this apocalyptic tale. No you wouldn't, is the correct answer, not if they're anything like the ones here. A chaos of mass loneliness, Kairo (or Pulse or Circuit as it's variously known in English) was once beautifully described as The Omega Man as directed by Tarkovsky. Yup!

Prince of Darkness: Dismissed even by Carpenter fans my near favourite JC film has ideas worthy of its chief inspirator Nigel Kneale and a human diminishing concept at its centre AND another great music score by Johnno himself. I can watch this just for the atmosphere but love the rest of it too much.




The Cabinet of Dr Caligari: Silent wonder as sleepwalker terrorises town at the same time as sinister bullish carny seems also to run the local asylum. Crazy expressionistic backdrops suggest a constantly unsettled state of mind which might be as easily fallen into as a gutter. Like a nightmare that has sneaked out from an Edvard Munch woodcut.