Thoughts on The Entity

   On Criterion I watched The Entity, a 1982 horror film directed by Sidney J. Furie (Lady Sings the Blues, Iron Eagle, Ladybugs), and written by Frank De Felitta, adapted from his novel based on Doris Bither, a woman in the 1970s who claimed to have been raped by a phantasm, and went under observation by UCLA doctoral students.

    Barbara Hershey starred as Carla, a fictionalized version of Bither, who is a divorced mother of three, and she is violently raped in her home by an invisible assailant, but cannot prove the attacks because the attacker wasn't seen by anybody. She is repeatedly attacked, in brutal and graphic ways, and once in front of her children, where her grown son tries to save her, but is thrown back by an unseen force and breaks his wrist. When the attacks happen, the room shakes, mirrors break, doors slam, and it's obvious that she is being haunted. The film came out the same year as Poltergeist, but whereas that film is more about a suburban family being haunted because their home was built on indigenous burial ground, this is more of a psychological horror film about women and trauma and institutional sexism.

    The attacks are really rough and difficult to watch, and aren't depicted as horror movie exploitation, but really focusing on Carla's trauma and effect on her mental psyche. Hershey is really incredible in this film, in likely one of the best performances of her career, in playing a woman who is trying to be taken seriously by reporting her assaults, but is brushed off and treated in a condescending manner by medical professionals. Her scenes feel much more terrifying and more realistic than most horror movies could show, because her pain as an assault survivor feels much closer to real-life experiences of many women.

    When she sees a psychologist (Ron Silver), he keeps letting his professional skepticism get in the way of believing her, despite that she has bruises on her body that she wouldn't be able to inflict herself, and keeps insinuating that her past trauma of childhood abuse is allowing her mind to manifest these attacks, not wanting to believe in the paranormal or anything outside of scientific reasoning.

    Carla reaches out to paranormal scientists to help her, much like how the family in Poltergeist do to exorcise their house, and the psychologist sees them as quacks and feels like they are derailing his work with Carla, and she is torn between the scientists who see her as a lab rat to experiment on, including putting her in a simulation of her house in a gymnasium to summon the ghost, and the psychologist who talks down to her and thinks she needs to be committed to a psychiatric institution. It places Carla as even more of a heroine, amongst a world of mostly men in the sciences who keep pulling her in different directions based on what they want out of her to feel like heroes.

    It's a really fantastic film, but I wouldn't recommend it for anyone who is a survivor of sexual assault, as the scenes of her being attacked are quite disturbing and graphic.

Thoughts on The Company of Wolves

 

    On Criterion, I watched The Company of Wolves, Neil Jordan's 1984 film adapted from Angela Carter's feminist retelling of fairy tales, often twisting the stories to either include more female agency or being about men as predators in the guise of wolves. I really liked it a lot, how slow and dreamlike it felt with the soft-focus and slow-motion, and how the movie would have stories within a dream, occasionally having reality bleeding into the dream, and it being very misty and atmospheric and moody.

    The story initially takes place in the present day, where Rosaleen (Sarah Patterson) is a young girl who has a moody relationship with her sister, then she dreams that her family lives in a woodsy village centuries ago, and that her sister is killed by wolves. Rosaleen within the dream is sent to live with her grandmother (Angela Lansbury), who frequently cautions her about "never straying from the path," i.e. being a good girl who never is tempted by desire or doing anything wrong, and never trusting any man whose eyebrows meet in the middle. In this eerie take on Little Red Riding Hood, Rosaleen often disobeys her grandmother by wandering in the woods alone, and is drawn to a strange older man with a unibrow, who may be the wolf her grandmother is warning her about.

    The film interweaves stories of both Rosaleen's dream and stories told to her by her grandmother, often stories about women tempted by wolves and being led astray, or Rosaleen tells stories about others tempted by the Devil or shunned women having their revenge. The stories all mix together, so sometimes it's hard to tell which is in Rosaleen's dream world and which is in the story within a story, but it's all wonderful to watch as Gothic horror.

    I thought this movie was haunting and beautiful, with excellent special effects with the werewolf transformations, where the wolves shed their human skins with puppet wolf head coming out of the mouths of their human heads, it's graphic and glorious to watch. The film is full of obvious metaphors about Rosaleen becoming a woman, like blood dripping onto a white rose and turning it red, or her childhood toys falling to the ground in the finale as a lost of innocence. 

    I had read some of Angela Carter's writings as a teenager, and really liked her a lot, finding her fascinating as a mix of an academic and a fantasy nerd. She sadly died from cancer in 1992 when she was in her fifties, but I'm glad she was around to co-write the adapted screenplay to have her voice in this film, one of Neil Jordan's early directorial efforts. Other notable actors in this film besides Lansbury include David Warner as Rosaleen's father, Stephen Rea as a werewolf, and Terence Stamp in a cameo as the Devil. The film fits in well as a Halloween watch with its autumnal setting, and I highly recommend it.

Thoughts on The Wild Robot

I liked The Wild Robot (2024). It felt like a mix of The Iron Giant and Wall-E, and it had a different look than more louder DreamWorks movies, though it’s still directed at kids.

I liked that it has a good voice cast where it’s celebrities but nobody easily recognizable besides Matt Berry as a beaver, and the animation was really beautiful, and I liked how it captured the fox’s movements, like how it curled its tail around its body, or let out a slight whine when yawning like how dogs too. (I know that foxes are canines but not dogs, but it was very dog-like)

It’s directed by Chris Sanders, who made Lilo & Stitch, so I felt confident that it would have that same kind of heart mixed in with sci-fi, with the story being about a cyborg helper robot named Roz (Lupita Nyong’o) whose packaging lands on an island after a shipwreck, and she immediately wants to complete tasks for people, and as the island is only inhabited by animals, Roz is just bugging and freaking out all the animals with its requests to help them, being attacked by them instead. Roz learns to communicate with the animals and inadvertently becomes a “mother” to an orphaned gosling, befriending a smartass fox (Pedro Pascal) and slowly bonds with the other animals as she gains more intelligence beyond her initial programming.

It was a really nice movie to watch, and while it could have also worked as a dialogue-free short film about a robot bonding with animals in the wilderness, this was good, too.

Thoughts on My Old Ass

    In New York City, I went to go see My Old Ass, a 2024 film written and directed by Megan Park (The Fallout), co-produced by Margot Robbie, and starring Maisy Stella and Aubrey Plaza as the 18-year old and 39-year old versions of the same character, Elliott, communicating across time periods.

    18-year old Elliott (Stella) is spending her summer at her family's cranberry farm before she heads off to college at the University of Toronto. She is gay, hooks up with a local girl, and hangs out with her friends, operating a motorboat across the lake. Rather than spend her birthday with her family, she goes camping with her friends, and they take 'shrooms. While one friend is dancing about and other passes out, Elliott is joined by her 39-year old self (Plaza), seemingly conjured up as a hallucination. Stella and Plaza play really well off each other, with Stella as the bright-eyed Gen Z kid in disbelief and Plaza as the elder millennial who has lived life enough to be much wiser. They bond with each other, and when the younger Elliott wants some life-changing advice, aside from being told to value her family more, the older Elliott tells her to stay away from a guy named Chad. 

    She disappears with the end of the drug trip, and the next day, while out skinny-dipping in the lake, the younger Elliott happens to meet a teenage boy who is working a summer job on the farm, and his name is Chad. Elliott quickly swims away, then finds in her cell phone that older Elliott left her phone number under the contact 'My Old Ass." Then, they are able to call and text across time periods, and the movie doesn't bother to explain how this happens outside of the drug trip, to just go with it. Older Elliott is trying not to give her younger self too much information about the future, not wanting to create any weird butterfly effects or time shifts, but despite trying to heed her advice, younger Elliott keeps running into Chad, getting to know him, and being attracted to him despite her better judgement. 

    The movie gets really interesting when it mixes both a coming-of-age story about a young queer girl being confused about being attracted to a boy, as well as wanting to both leave the farm life behind and still hold onto her familial warmth and childhood, a confusing mix of growing up and being 18. And without giving too much away, I related a lot to the older Elliott, being her age, and the mix of wanting to give advice to her younger self, to protect her from pain, while understanding that she needs to take risks and embrace the unknown in order to grow and mature more.

    Despite the silly title, it's a really good movie, anchored by the performances of Stella and Plaza. It has some really touching moments between Elliott and her family, particularly a scene with her and her mother (Maria Dizzia) that is also about change and letting go, and I did nearly tear up at times towards the end. Stella has this chill, yet open expression to her that allows her to take in insights from others, and Plaza's deadpan delivery gives blunt truths about how her life may not go along her expectations, without being cruel about it. They play off of each other really well, and it makes the film very enjoyable to watch.