Jude S. Walko’s debut feature, about a young American girl
summoned to an ancient castle, the home of her ancestors, is best seen as a
modern update of a gothic fairy tale.
Happy go lucky Lucy is sent to northern France to attend the
funeral of a distant relative; when she arrives she meets the rather loquacious Vicar of Borley (Walko)
and a starchy housekeeper, and gets a brusque welcome from both – stick to the
lower floors, no guests, that kind of thing. The arrival of a local insurance
salesman, who may know more than he’s letting on, completes the weird
household.
Gradually Lucy’s happy selfie-based demeanour is knocked out
of her by a deepening gloom in her new home; a strange little girl is seen in
the woods, who may or may not be a ghost; and, while ignoring the house rules and exploring upstairs, she
finds evidence that the castle had previously been used in ritual magic – even
uncovering a book of witchcraft practices, the Sorteligia (sorry, that death metal band name's already been taken).
Pudgy Jean- Pierre, the local gravedigger, seems to be her
only friend, but Lucy begins to feel more and more a prisoner; and when she
loses her way home one evening, after getting drunk in a bar, she encounters a
strange blind woman occupying a seemingly abandoned cottage (who in the end credits is described rather wonderfully as 'Ethereal Crone' - now that's a death metal band name if ever I heard one!), who warns Lucy of her
fate. "I don't plan on dying anytime soon," Lucy reasons, but it seems that the house's occupants have other ideas.
Now this movie really shouldn’t work – apart from a couple
of profanities, it’s strictly Sunday teatime stuff. The acting is rather
pedestrian, and the whole thing seems terribly naïve. But therein lies its
success. It’s totally out of step with most modern horror/supernatural films.
It’s languid, beautifully filmed and very quaintly old fashioned. It takes
quite a leap of faith to like it but like it I did – and a lot of its success
is down to Sam Valentine as Lucy who does a really good job and carried the
whole movie. Admittedly Dean Cain as Abel Baddon, the insurance guy (yes that Dean Cain) looks bemused
throughout, but at least he got an all-expenses paid holiday to France.
