A rule to live by: If you find yourself in a house that's haunted, get out of the house. But people will persist in dismissing those ominous signposts, those telltale clues. In horror pictures, children tend to be more savvy than the grown-ups, and they normally heed those twitches of primordial unease. But I guess little Sally, sullen and desolate and unbelievably unhappy, is the one exception. I think that Bailee Madison, who plays Sally, manages to construct an intriguing character. Madison isn't cutesy-ootsy in that obvious Hollywood kid actor way, and this makes her refreshing. It's not her fault the screenplay has her reacting unbelievably to what unfolds in the spooky mansion.
DON'T BE AFRAID OF THE DARK is based on the original 1973 teleplay which starred Kim Darby, and it supposedly had a lasting impact on a young Guillermo del Toro. Del Toro co-produces and co-writes this 2011 reimagining, except that one wishes he'd directed it as well. Because while you have to credit this retelling for its moody cinematography and its creepy gothic vibe and its stab at psychological horror, you also condemn some of its choices and its lapses in logic.
How would you feel if you were a little kid and one neglectful parent passes you to the other? Sally, relocating from the warmth of Los Angeles to the depressing climate of the east coast, scorns her father's welcome, ignores his girlfriend Kim's (Katie Holmes) friendly overtures. Sally retreats into her own little world.
There are whispers of the horror lying dormant in the Blackwood manor (also called Fallen Mill), disquieting rumors surrounding the mad artist who had lived in it decades and decades ago. Today, Sally's father (Guy Pearce) intends to restore the Victorian manor with the notion of then selling it for huge profits. Guy Pearce has a thankless role, playing not only an inattentive father but also an oblivious observer who grows only more unlikable as the film progresses. I was seriously wishing unfortunate things to befall him.
You can't blame Sally for wanting to make friends. But these particular friends? Some may admire her pluck in braving the dark areas of the house, but I question her decision to cosy up to the things with the sibilant voices and who dwell, trapped, behind a furnace grate in that sealed-up basement. These skulking things don't exactly come off like cute Smurfs. When something calls out my name in a goosebumpy hiss and then goes skittering under the floorboards, I am not charmed. I am alarmed like a mother, and so check out my dust as I promptly skedaddle out of the house. (Again, if you find yourself in a house that's haunted, get out of the house.) When these creatures caress Sally's name over and over and promise to be her friend, she lets them out the grate.
The film opts for that creeping psychological horror in which the corners of your mind do all the heavy lifting, and that works to a certain extent. Your imagination, manipulated by foreshadowing and score and cinematography, conjures up all sorts of nastiness scurrying about in Fallen Mill's endless nooks and crannies. The creatures, when finally unveiled, actually live up to expectation. They are grimy and toothy and nightmarish enough. Maybe the most frightening bit in the movie has little Sally in the dark and under her sheets, tentatively canvassing for demonic interlopers. It's one of the few cheap "Boo!" moments that works.
But maybe it's just me. Because I don't find these little goblins so daunting, even if they earn scare points for their preferred consumption of children's teeth. And these tooth fairies seem more peevish than truly malignant. They'll cut up a person's wardrobe ensemble and they effectively terrorize the little girl (because Sally does eventually come to her senses). But the body count hardly rises, the payoff is slim. The Rock's take on the tooth fairy is actually more disturbing.
Sally and her father's girlfriend, Kim, become more likable, especially when they begin bonding with each other. Katie Holmes, for an actress whose part doesn't give her much to do, actually performs well; she's a sympathetic character from jump. It took me longer to empathize with young Sally (mostly because I couldn't believe the dumb moves she was pulling). But how do you not feel for a little girl being so traumatized? And, as usual, in a horror movie, no one ever listens to a child. I think we all saw that child psychologist coming from a mile away. Ultimately, DON'T BE AFRAID OF THE DARK falls short of its ambitions, fails to deliver those dark shivers it promised. But, despite its flaws, it's worth watching for the mood evoked, for its elegant visual look, for the melancholy ending, and for Bailee Madison's performance. 3 out of 5 stars for Del Toro's reworking.
SPOILERS now and some parting thoughts:
- Maybe someday, new residents of a haunted house will listen to the sinister groundskeeper's (or maid's or governess') warnings
- Even in dark fairy tales, surely Polaroid cameras must eventually run out of flash bulbs, which is detrimental for when you want to keep nasty light-sensitive things at bay
- I, in fact, question the use of the Polaroid camera of which flash function you have to keep operating; why not, instead, a durable flashlight that shines a steady beam?
- How self-involved is the dad that he allows his small child to have the run of the place by herself?
- After the goblin attack during the dinner party, when her dad and the guests are gathered around a distraught Sally in the library den, you'd think that Sally, to show incontestible proof, would point out that one goblin she'd just crushed with the sliding book shelf. Instead she says, "I took a picture." And then I guess no one bothered to glance at the photographs scattered about the room. That or Sally just takes crummy photos
- When you're on the floor and are being swarmed by goblins that are merely inches tall, the most expedient way to extricate yourself is to GET UP
- Trussed up with the same length of rope, Kim and Sally (in that order) are being inexorably dragged towards the furnace by the goblins; Kim, instead of slicing the rope between her and the furnace (thus freeing them both), opts to cut the rope between her and Sally